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He couldn't help but to laugh at her temper tantrum towards the strangers watching them. It was cute if not funny. He watched in amusement as the fire came to be, it was interesting. They could make a helluva team up as the two can work great hand in hand--you know if they were in the business to destroy rathe than protect. Well but then again he wasn't in no business other than keeping him and the Runaways safe. She on the other hand was friends with actual heroes.

"So in this time, how many mutants are there in the Avengers?"

Blaze let go of his shirt, stepping back a bit and watching in fascination as electricity crackled between Victor’s hands.  An incredulous little smile spread over her face until it became a full-blown grin.  ”Wow,” she breathed.  She never got sick of seeing other mutants use their powers, of watching them demonstrate just what their gift was.  She noticed a few strangers peering at them curiously and snarled.

“Th’ fuck’re you lookin’ at?  Ya want a black eye t’ go with yer jaws on th’ floor?”  The passerby quickly rushed off and she shook her head, turning back to Victor.  ”Tha’s jus’…tha’s amazin’.  Prob’ly comes in handy a lot, huh?”  She grinned and flicked her thumb, enveloping the tip of the digit in flame.  ”Guess that means I c’n share, too.”

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He grinned in return, "I guess you can say that."

Within moments he began a little demonstration for her, pressing the palms of his hands nothing was happening. If she was impatient, she may have hurt him for feigning but within seconds he separated them and a light blue electric current ran between them. They were causing a static-y sound and he "turned off" his abilities just like that when it seemed as if people were becoming suspicious of the two strangers inside the alleyway.

Blaze narrowed her eyes at his last words.  Stay on the down-low?  Why would he need to do that, unless he was a mutant like her?  She grabbed him by the shirt front, pulling him into an alley and backing him against the grimy brick wall.  A few bystanders looked on in confusion, but she glared at them until they backed off.

“What d’ya mean by that?” she said in a low voice.  ”Are ya a mutant, then?  Is that what ya mean?”  Her hands were beginning to heat up a bit in excitement, nothing drastic enough that anyone would notice.

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As the pain began to fade away, he looked at Mols and gave her a grin. "I'm alright, don't worry about me." It took him a moment to slowly stand up and place the couch once more in it's proper location. He coughed momentarily before standing tall and as if nothing had happened.

"Sooooo...how about we play a different game?"

at molly: three, two, one, knockout

Molly was glad that she hadn’t hurt Klara, who by no means had a way to repair herself like Vic, but she was still worried and concerned as she watched Vic lay there at an awkward angle. Any normal persona and she would have been screaming for Nico and the others for help, but Vic looked…okay… sort of… She was finally able to relax a little at Victor’s tiny laugh, and she hoped that was a good sign. “Vic?” she crawled over the fallen couch to kneel next to him. She didn’t want to touch him and accidentally hurt him more, so she waited anxiously beside him. 

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He wasn't a mutant, in fact even though he now knew that he was a cyborg, he has learned that his creation is so advanced that he is slowly turning human. Ultron had done some things right, no matter what he may or say about the evil robot, he was thankful for that. It provides Victor a chance to grow and become like everyone else.

"Shame," he said. He was hoping that they were a bit laxed and not full on anti-mutant and pre-Senator Kelly but it seems that he was wrong. Everything was simpler the last they came back into the past, people didn't seem to have violent riots or protests against mutants.

"I guess, I'll have to stay on the downlow." He was going to have to be careful because something as small as static electricity could cause a violent reaction.

Blaze blinked in surprise at the question.  “Mutants?  Why d’ya wanna know ‘bout that all of th’ sudden?”  People who asked questions like that could be one of two ways: friendly to mutants or decidedly anti-mutant.  Best to assume anti-mutant, then, and not give anything that could endanger herself away.  “Well, they ain’t very well liked, I c’n tell ya.  Though I think New York is one of the better places t’ be.  Y’know, if yer like that.  Too many types of people livin’ here to be totally anti-somebody, y’know?”  She shrugged.  “Personally I don’ think they’re all that bad.  But ‘m in the minority.”  She squinted suspiciously up at him.  “Yer not gonna tell me that ya got sent here from th’ future t’, I dunno, get rid of all the mutants in th’ past an’ save the world from th’ apocalypse or somethin’?”

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don't be. it's understandable. i just want to let you know that you will always be my laura ;n;

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.a. i’m sorry sweetie. :(

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Grinning, he nods. "More than a fan, I'm hoping to become one of you guys soon."

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Bruce could see the admiration in the boy’s eyes. He smiled gently. “Well, yes, some of the time. You a fan or something?”

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Victor grinned, "you're the Hulk...right?" The fanboy's eyes were practically glittered with admiration and respect but also intrigue and excitement.

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Hi, pleasure to meet you. I’m Bruce Banner.

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Klara had luckily been alright, she moved herself in time when she noticed the heavy teen flying back towards her. Vic on the other hand didn't realize he had mistakenly stood too close too Molly, something he would be sure never to do again because well, despite being an android, Victor could very well feel his stomach having been crushed by the younger's strength and punch. It had felt as it flew inside his body, crashing into his spine as he had crashed and topped over the couch.

Positioned as strangely as possible, he decided to wait for his nanites to repair himself before deciding to stand up. He was afraid to see what had happened and/or feel the pain she inflicted so he kept silent, breathing as minimally as possible. But once the pain started to cease a slight laugh escaped his lips, purely unintentional.

at molly: three, two, one, knockout

Molly huffed and a deep scowl crossed over her face. She didn’t understand how Victor could be so good, and it was starting to irritate her. And now that they had an audience she was even more determined to win. She was so focused on trying to find an opening in Victor’s defense that as she reared her arm back for a swing it connected with the other teens stomach, sending him flying into the couch behind them, with Klara in it.

It took Molly a moment to realize what she’d done, the sound of Klara’s shriek and the loud skid and thud of the couch as it was pushed back and toppled over finally jarred Molly from the zone she’d put her self in. She spun around and dropped the controller before running over to the couch. She peered over the edge, concern on her face. “Vic- Klara- are you guys okay?” she asked softly.

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Jake T. Austin as Victor Mancha

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Victor eagerly agreed until he recalled that he only had future money, this would end up being a very awkward date unless he could manage to borrow some change from a vending machine on their way. He was trying to recall just how friendly they were to mutants in the '70s in New York but wasn't exactly sure, he knew in general the consensus saw them as being horrible. With Vic's abilities, it would immediately label him as one and well... he wasn't so sure he wanted to take that chance.

Speaking in a hushed tone he looked at her, "what do you think about mutants...here and now?"

“Mm, dunno ‘bout that, t’ be honest,” she admitted, looking up at Victor as they walked.  ”He’s gotta be pretty busy, huh?  Bein’ Director an’ all?  But he kinda seems like th’ kind that hates paperwork, so I bet he skips out an’ leaves t’ go play an’ relax once in a while.  An’ anyway, ya seem an interestin’ type o’ guy, even without this whole time-travel whatchamacallit.”  She grinned cheerfully.  ”If all else fails, I’ll badger ‘im ‘till he agrees t’ meet with ya.  ’Kay?  You c’n buy me some food later in exchange.”

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Molly is the best 12 year old super strong mutant, k?

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Lo siento, what's been keeping you asleep for so long?

Awake finally...

I’m feeling like today should be a lazy one…

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Kill Me Meme: Victor

Anthea peered down at the file on the table between her, Ex, and Alonso, the knots in her stomach getting tighter and tighter. Tonight was the night that they had to complete the mission that Magneto had given to them and the trio was currently going over the plan for the last time before curtains up. 

“Remember,” Ex said, picking up the file and tossing it into the fire, “If all else fails I want you to run as fast, as hard, and as far as you can, Anthea. Alonso, make sure she gets out if I’m not able to, understand?” 

A firm, serious nod from both Anthea and Alonso, then they were off; Anthea and Ex drove in one car to the restaurant they knew their target would be while Alonso took a separate vehicle to his concealed spot a few blocks away. Anthea and Ex were posing as a couple out on a date, sitting on the outdoor patio a few tables away from the young man they had their eyes on and they waited for the right moment to act out their plan. 

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Victor was more than jealous of Blaze but he realized if he doesn't' tone down the jealousy or fanboying he might end up being laughed at when attempting to enter Avengers Tower, so he stood up straight and walked forward acting as if nothing was wrong and it was no big deal.

However, deep down he was more than excited for this opportunity as he was never really given the chance to do so anytime he came to NYC with his fellow Runaways. "So, you think he can meet anyone? Maybe y'know, hangout with them?"

“Eh?  Lucky?”  She ran a hand through her hair thoughtfully; she’d never actively considered herself lucky per se, but she supposed that to someone who seemed to worship heroes, she certainly was.  ”Well, I dunno, I guess.  I s’pose joinin’ the Xavier Institute started everythin’, an’ then somehow I got in with Loki, an’ I started visitin’ Stark Tower a lot more.  An’ cuz of that I met Hawkeye, an’ I s’pose he mentioned me to Fury for some reason an’ th’ ol’ man thought I was interestin’.  But I never really thought about it so much.  I guess I jus’ might have a knack for bein’ in the right place at the right times.”  She laughed nervously.  ”It’s kinda weird when I say it all like that.”

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"Klara, it's been a while."

He thought about what she said for a moment, a dopey expression across his face, "you want to cheat again, huh?" He grinned as his eyes sparked an electric blue and rubbed the palms of his hands together.

"We'll see about that!" Vic teased and pretended to try and shock her.

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“Hello Victor!”

“May we play video games again? I wish to cheat!”

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Superhero and codenames

Molly: I miss our codenames.

Victor: Espera un minuto, you guys used to have codenames?

Molly: Duh, Victor. We started using them instead of the names our parents gave us, after we found out they were villains or whatever. Nico was Sister Grimm, Chase was Talkback, and Gert was Arsenic.

Victor: Oh, so 'Old Lace' is a reference to the 1944 Capra movie! You have to admire Gert's taste, huh, Molly?

Molly: Even when you speak English, I have no idea what you're saying.