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Magnus refilled her cup for her each time she went for it, he himself getting warm all over. "People fear the unknown. If all mutants were stamp and stock models then it wouldn't be so bad. But who would ever think my reality warping mom and super speed uncle wouldn't have any magnetic powers of my grandfather at all? 'Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering.' "

Their conversation got interrupted with the arrival of the pork ramen with broth as thick as melted butter rather than the usual water, the waiter served her first then him before departing, a visible look of horror on the missing left finger. Often, when a member of the Yakuza gets too overconfident, or takes needless risks, they have a finger taken from them to reduce hand strength to hold a sword and thus needing to rely on others to help. In some circles this tradition continues today, perhaps the idea of a mutant Yakuza member frightens the waiter.

"As for my new set of 'parents', a quick DNA test sorted out my family line. I call them my 'quantum' family and I feel they resonate closely to my actual family, but its the million differences that make it hard to be around them. Its like replacing you mom and dad with twin aunt and uncle. it looks right, but they didn't save me from a falling building, they didn't teach me sword-fighting or sit by my bed when I broke my back. I get sympathy and empathy, but there is always a jenesequa that eludes it all. Yet another reason I don't do the x-men, it hurts to match to watch familiar strangers."

He took a heavy spoonful of the soul and ate without noise. It was easy to take comfort in the food to calm him back down as the sake had when he describes his old world and now his old life.

"Funny that you say that; X-men fight for equality, Avengers fight for justice. Parallel but never interchangeable. Speaking of parallel, here's a tidbit for you: In my timeline, it was magneto who got paralyzed, not Xavier. Without his legs, my grandfather focused even more on his powers of magnetism to compensate much as how this world's Xavier became the greatest telepath.
Damn, he's 4 already? Time flies.
Magnus poured himself some more Sake as well for her before he saluted and took his 'shot' to wash away the bun before he spoke.
"Maybe you already have but they aren't so forthcoming. In my time line, Azazel and Mystique still have kurt wagner, Eric Lencher and his wife Magda still have wanda maximoff. Wanda Maximoff and Kurt Wagner have me. Now, the original 'cure' made from the boy's power only suppressed the gene, not removing it. Thus when hundreds of mutants were gunned down in san francisco with the cure, evolution still finds a way. For about a decade the mutants were rounded up and neutralized if not simply crop dusted with an airborn variant. Those that resisted around the world became the third world war, the mutants lost and faced a curative genocide. Until they had kids. Millions of children were being born with primary mutations at birth and so a world wide mandate that every newborn in the world was given the cure as soon as possible, that made them immune to further cures when puberty hit and they developed their real powers."

He poured another sake and continued.

"The next great world war was on. Sadly we would loose again. Someone got the great idea to stop making bigger sentinels and instead went smaller. Nanotech sentinels programmed with gene manipulation distributed into all mediums of food and water. My parents knew the war was over now just by a waiting game so they met with someone who could open other timelines and sent me through. I arrived in this worlds x-mansion and did the school thing, but I wasn't to great on being an x-men, thankfully shield made me an avenger."

He poured his third sake and waited for questions.
Magnus flinched for just a moment as she touched his half a middle finger, he's over it all and learned the lesson but all the same it still reacts to what should be there. When she seemed secure she wasn't leaving, he took his hand back. "If you want to compare damage, take a look at my file, I'm from an earth where registration passed the first time. If I may ask; 'what's with the pills'? Folder says bipolar, but not why. Is it just genetic or traumatic?" He took up another bun to chew while she explained.

He wanted to pick her brain but he didn't want to talk shop while they hid from their bosses. It seemed odd his grandfather didn't know she wasn't a mutant, then again, this world didn't have 'his' grandfather. All the same it was pleasing to talk with someone who didn't judge him or get all X-phile about his powers.
Good point.
Magnus nodded in approval at her return, feigning to notice whatever microscopic change he didn't notice. Trained in observation efforts to notice small changes in troop movements and security measures at all times. But he wasn't on the job right now. When she took up a bite without ceremony, he joined in to take a bite of baby octopus. Thinking on her sentence for barely a moment, he blurted out an idea.

"Why not apply to become an Avenger? Flexible hours but its all unpaid overtime, great medical but every minute should be classified as hazard pay, lots of cool toys to qualify with that you never get to play with. Super powers have never been a requirement, just look at 'black' and 'hawk'."

Changing pallet he popped a bun in his mouth whole as she spoke, listening to the deepening spiral that flared all of a sudden, bipolar was in her paperwork and she had just been hit on a nerve. He held up a hand to wave off the hostess as he stood to pour her some water for her pill put a four fingered hand on her shoulder and push her back down to the chair. Firm, but not forced, she still had the chance to leave all the same as he tried to talk her down.

"Not to be crass, but it usually is the terrorists like AIM who hack superhero armors. Growth requires conflict, you became a better hacker and he upgraded his software, both of you got better from it. I didn't come to spy on you, I came to you cause you are the closest and the best for my mission to hand off the clipboard, the rest has just been fun. You may have stopped being Kode, but it was Kode who got shields attention to recruit Zandrea behind the mask..."

Mask, there was something to the big brother mask he would have to look a later. But for now he tried to bring her down to try and enjoy their lunch.
Magnus apologized to the waiter for his rude behavior as he waited for the appetizers. She has freaked out, that was obvious, perhaps it was because her file was classified and redacted. 'Big Brother' might have dirt on her that could ruin her career as a shield agent. Thinking for a moment, he pulled out his cell phone and battery separately from his pocket. Since he was on mission he always unplugged his phone so he couldn't be tracked, it wasn't until now that he had the ear-bud out of his head that he needed to call.

He waited for her to return before handing her the cell and power source. "It's been off for most of the day. Do you think you can do anything with it if it wasn't hacked with the broadcast?" Before he could say any more, two platers were delivered. One had steaming buns filled with what would be revealed to be a delightful vegetable blend with an egg within. The other had a bowl of rice topped with a variety of sashimi and garnishes. The particular blend tonight was eel and octopus with ginger and other paper thin slivers of roots to bring splashes of cutting savory to the almost sweet cuts of meat.

"Then again, if my ear-bud's off, my phone is off, all you need to do is drop yours in a passing pitcher of water and we got a two hour lunch."
Magnus nods in appreciation to her understanding, something she says does make him take pause as they are lead to a table. "Strong upbringing or dual nationality?" She moves before he can get her seat for her, oh well this is a modern day for a modern woman.
" Indeed, warm Sake. Well I'd like to start with a serving of Nikuman and Chirashi sushi while waiting for the Tonkotsu ramen. No changes or special requests, I trust your chef to decide."

Suddenly there was a voice in his ear bud, as well as on almost every electronic device in the restaurant. He listened very carefully to the words chosen, grabbing the pen off the waiter and scribbling down the exact phrasing of this hacker.

"People of new york and the world..... ladies and gentlemen, 'do not bother trying to close the tab or log off', you wont escape my voice, I represent the new brotherhood of mutants, you can all call me...big brother With recent events WE feel that it is time to make 'ourselves' known with 'our' intent, unlike the last brotherhood we know this war will not be won weapons...but with words...'words are information and information is power' you see.....I know all of the nasty secrets SHIELD, the avengers and the x-men thought lied dead...but 'I' know...and 'I' will share when 'I' feel like it."

Removing his earpiece, he opens it up and removes the battery before putting it in a pocket. Already his adhd mind was picking things apart, He started with new york, that was the target of the broadcast and everyone else was colatteral. Word choice of 'voice' meant he most likely wasn't going to make any physical appearances anytime soon. Pluralizing the brotherhood but singular noun for the one who knows things means that he hasn't shared everything with everyone in his brotherhood, he's most likely manipulating his own people with selective disinformation. he leads the organization but it isn't a 'we are legion' sort of spook with dozens of people papering the world with information leaks. Words are power and he wants to hold the power by holding all the words. more selective disinformation, most likely spinning thousands of files of negative PR and hiding all the millions of good things that no one knows about.

"Great, another transparency nut out to share everything with everyone. So, you want to even try and eat lunch before we get called back for you to do your data dance?"
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Magnus chuckled, glad he wasn't too old for the reference to go over her head, Where he was from, sometimes all you had were old movies to pass time and keep sanity, in the war-torn world of his home, many of the VHS got stripped with magnetic sterilizations and most computers got corrupted by billions of cyberwars. That left the rarest of DVD's as the portable medium. But here you can buy VHS by the pound.

"Dragons nail it is. By the way: Anata no nihongo wa dōdesu ka?"

He took the hovercycle to the helipad and set it down for her to dismount before he glided it a few more feet to the farthest edge of the pad for real helicopters then dismounted to join her. Just in time, someone came to open the rooftop door just to see who the hell activated the roof alarm. The only response Magnus gave the man was a Black card with no features, in fact the card was one large magnetic strip to be swiped in any direction and accepted. a million dollar hacking tool to bypass level seven electronic locks and he was using it as an ATM card.

He shooed the man inside as he held the door for Zan.
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