Flaps In The Night

[Miranda Weaver]

"I gave up on the expecting humans to look beyond the end of their own nose. So I guess I just stopped caring."

[Blaine Slinger]

"Humans. As opposed to...?"

[Miranda Weaver]

"Me. I doubt that most people would think I'm human if they knew I was a clone."

[Blaine Slinger]

"A clone?"

[Miranda Weaver]

"Long story. And not a fun one."

[Blaine Slinger]

"Oh."

[Miranda Weaver]

"It may also involve dimensional and/or time travel as well as evil organizations. It's a real brain bender."

[Blaine Slinger]

"See, that sounds awesome."

[Miranda Weaver]

She considered that for a long moment, "I suppose I could see how it would appear so from the outside."

[Blaine Slinger]

"I mean, cloak and dagger and secret passwords and things."

[Miranda Weaver]

"Secret labs, horrible experiments, daring X-Men rescues."

[Blaine Slinger]

"Well, all but one word."

[Miranda Weaver]

"Which one?"

[Blaine Slinger]

"Horrible. That's not a good word."

[Miranda Weaver]

"No, it's not," she agreed, "But it's the easiest word I can use to describe the situation."

[Blaine Slinger]

"Yeah, but that's not the part that sounds awesome, is what I'm saying."

[Miranda Weaver]

"It's less awesome from the inside," she said, rising slowly.

[Blaine Slinger]

"OK, OK."

[Miranda Weaver]

Miranda considered his response for a moment, "I apologize. I'm..." She seemed to zone out then, frowning.

[Blaine Slinger]

"Um....earth to creepy chick..."

[Miranda Weaver]

Her hands came up and began to move as though she were manipulating something in the air, turning it this way and that. Then she brought her hands together to crush whatever invisible thing might have been there. "I'm sorry for the interruption. I was about to apologize for being such a wet blanket."

[Blaine Slinger]

"What the heck happened?"

[Miranda Weaver]

"Vision. Not a useful one either. It happens every once in a while."

[Blaine Slinger]

"About what?"

[Miranda Weaver]

"The moon rising over the school in front of a storm cloud," she said with a shrug. "Who the hell knows what that's about."