Not spooky. Mechanical problems are mundane, not spooky. A ship that just went through a wormhole and has razor thing environmental controls is much more likely to be experiencing fluctuations than a ghost suddenly appearing in space. Unless someone died on the ship, and I'd still say that's a malfunction, a human error kind, failure to communicate a pretty major, uh, incident.
I'll do my best. I don't know some of the newer people that well I guess? There's a guy that can fly, he might have powers? But I don't know why anyone would be messing with you.
Aliens, as in billions of societies in an unquantifiable multiverse, taking notice of some of the most extraordinary people in that multitude, isn't coincidental. Time travelling villains making you socialize is a little different. Specific. Bespoke.
What? Give away my money? Sweetheart, I can't even help that. I've got a closet to fill and jets to build.
I can't really imagine what it's like, being born so extraordinary. I worked very hard to pretend I was worthy of your company. I guess I don't have a choice in my mundanity as much as you don't have a choice in your excellence, but from this side, it's easy to know which one I would pick if I could.
That's a party trick. There are plenty of smarter people, here even. You'd know that if you mingled every once in a while. If you zap me again, though, I'll start telling them about how you killed me, then it'll really be an uphill battle.
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That sounds kind of spooky. Like from those old ghost hunting shows?
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I don't know some of the newer people that well I guess? There's a guy that can fly, he might have powers? But I don't know why anyone would be messing with you.
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That's not an accusation. It's a compliment.
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I honestly wish I could give it away most of the time. Everything would be so much simpler. You ever get that?
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I can't really imagine what it's like, being born so extraordinary. I worked very hard to pretend I was worthy of your company. I guess I don't have a choice in my mundanity as much as you don't have a choice in your excellence, but from this side, it's easy to know which one I would pick if I could.
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But hey, if you want to trade...
I'm joking. Mostly. I know you hate the magic.
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