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>"Err, well, pretty sure I was stealing something. Pretty sure you just broke into this building with me."

Richard laughed at this. So he had. "True, true. Actually I was more curious as to who exactly was chasing us. I am also very very curious as to what is on this hard disk." He said slightly waving the device. "Also I am pretty sure that getting caught by whoever is hunting you, me, us would not be good for our health so technically we broke in for reasons of self preservation. It is not like we broke in just for the fun of it or to try and burn and pillage." Pillage? where had that word come from. Sheesh he was sounding so posh.

>"I'd give you my name, but I'm not quite sure if you're one of those do-goody turn-me-in sorta guys."

Richard smiled as he replied. "Fair enough, Madam." He laughed. "This is a refreshing turn of events, yes? I suppose I should thank you for spicing up an otherwise dull evening. Although somehow I suspect that the evening is far from through."

It was true that Richard in some way, much to his own surprise was actually enjoying himself. To be fair nothing very bad or painful had happened yet and he was positively itching to see what said attractive beauty had stolen. At the same time he wanted to set himself the challenge of seeing if he could really make the drive work again.

As Richard was jogging towards the mouth of the alley the beautiful lady overtook him. She appeared to be fiddling with the lock on one of the shop doors. He was about to voice a question when she successfully opened it and beckoned him in. Curious he followed.

Mentally he was wondering if it was such a good idea. Honestly, aside from in the movies, where do you suddenly meet a beautiful lady under action packed circumstances, follow her through a door she just picked and hope that it will end any other way than ending up in a ditch beaten and robbed or worse, dead. But Richards self preservation voice was being ignored at the moment and he followed the woman into the darkness of the unknown.

His eyes were still adjusting to the dark so he could not see much of what was in the shop, but he could vaguely make out her outline. Softly he asked something that had been on his mind that was slowly coming back on track, especially now the more than slightly distracting beauty was hidden in the darkness.

"Umm, would now be an appropriate time to ask what in the world is going on? I am Richard by the way, nice to meet you."

Richard laughed. this was turning out to be the best night ever. he could hug Margo all night but he restrained himself. Whipin g a tear or two from his eye he answered her question.
"I only recently found out, it started like this..." and with that he shared a shorter version of Mutant Engineer Sets out to see the world .

".. So far as I can tell my power has two parts. The first part is that I can touch something and figure out how it works. I have not tested the limits yet. The second part is that I can then sometimes make minor changes to that thing. How about you? What is your super power? How does it work?"

"Not a Ghost"

Richard was a little startled that she had just reappeared. "Umm, right, well, apparently not." Said Richard cought a little off balance. He was not used to just randomly bumping into mutants everywhere.

"And really, I wouldn't mess with that if I were you, not worth it now. And uh, pretty sure you don't want to be caught with it."

"Not worth it? It is completely fixable, I could do it if you want. Wait, caught with it? I am puzzled" He noticed her glancing at the rooftop. "Let me guess, someone else wants the computer?"

"I mean, you should, you know, maybe run, or like, go elsewhere."

"Right, ok thanks for the heads up."
Richard was not completely sure what was going on right now, what with pretty women falling out of the sky and crashing computers and sounds of angry pursuit but his curiosity was peaked. He started moving away then on impulse grabbed the hard disk from the wreckage of the computer and started jogging down the alley, it turned out to be blocked in one direction so he jogged passed the woman and headed towards the exit.

"Yes... well not too long ago I discovered that I was a mutant." Richard felt the suddent need to choose his words carefully. He had noted how Mary seemed to tense up when he accused Alex of being a mutant. He guessed that Alex had not had the most pleasant of experiences with being a mutant. He had no desire for Alex to set Mary on him, even if he did have a taser in his pocket and a small can of mace on a keyring.



"I seem to be ab le to manipulate various inorganic, not sure exactly which ones yet, still experimenting. How about you?"

Richard suspected that Alex's mutation had something to do with Mary. Perhaps animal communication and control? He was slightly excited to meet another mutant. He hoped this one was a nice one, like his previous encounters.

"What do you like about biology?" Richard asked. There was something different about the boy, something he seemed to want to keep hidden. Richard could not put his finger on it, something about the boy's reaction to the dog perhaps? Richard considered himself widely read but the canine seemed to show characteristics that seemed very unique. Almost too unique, as if Mary had been....engineered. He almost wondered if the two were in communication. If they were, Richard suspected that they were having a spat with the boy staring at the dog like he was trying to command it.

While the teen was thinking, Richard's thoughts got the better of him and almost without meaning to he voiced the question out loud. "Mary was designed wasn't she?" By the time he realized he had spoken out loud the question had already been asked. Oh well, he thought.

[OCC sorry for it being short, just really wanted to hear more of Margo's thoughts before proceeding. Hope that is ok]

Richard had nothing to say to that. He felt that in that moment any response he could make would somehow ruin the moment or convey the wrong impression. Resting his hand on her should had been a bit of a gamble. He sincerely hopped she was not creep-ed out by it. He hoped that it was not too much too fast. He was an intense person, he knew that and had scared away friends in the past. After a while he removed his hand from her shoulder and leaned next to her on the railing. Enjoying the smell of rain.

Meeting Margo had been a random event. Discussions with her had probably been the deepest he had had in a few years. Add to that the loneliness of moving to a new city, getting a new job and Richard was craving friendship/ companionship. On top of that he had recently discovered that he was a mutant and going though all the turmoil that that brought. It was during that silence that the internal debate fired up again.

Should I tell her I am a mutant? Should I not? during their last meeting a few weeks ago at the coffee shop he had cautiously broached the topic and they had casually given vague answers about how they felt etc. When was a good time to inform someone that one was a mutant. How would she react? Would she push him away? Would she?? He did not know. To be honest he disliked rejection and had a rather tender heart that could be easily hurt, especially by someone like Margo.