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"Eeeeeeeh! You know the drill. You yap and yap and yap until the fuuuuck-in' beepity boop. And who knows? If your voice doesn't annoy the shit out of me, I miiiight just call ya back!"
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If Rex knew that Nolan is a conquerer and this kind of ultra violent behavior is planted in his genetics, maybe he would stop teasing him about being a baby or wuss or whatever insult he decides to use. Mark doesnât feel like he should tell Rex that yet though.
Mark kneels also so heâs level with Rex so talking to him is less.. um.. awkward. ]
I wonât tell anyone. Your secret is safe with me.
[ He nibbles on his own lower lip, wanting to say something nice but not wanting to overdo it. ]
Youâre strong. Um. Like in your own way.
[ USHSHDH such an awkward delivery maybe cause he had never thought of it before even if what he says is genuine but anyway. Mark stands up quickly and gives Rex some space. ]
So uh. Food. Then exploring? Rexploring, rather?
[ BOOOOOO YOUR JOKES SUCK ]
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Don't come onto me! You're bad at pick-up lines. And don't even get me started on the one-liners!
[Says him, the man who is always Starting shit...]
But yeah, sounds...
[He doesn't want to say "good" bc he is just rude...]
Oh, fuck it! Yeah, let's just do it.
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[ Wait, or was I? Ugh. No? No. Not going to think about that right now with everything else. ]
Hey, are you sure you wanna go around in clothing that draws a lot of attention? No offense, but youâre really bright for this place.
Since youâve been into town, I guess I should ask if you saw any places that might have actual food before we try.. hunting? What is there to even hunt here?
[ yo he just wants a wendys ]
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Wow. Didn't think you were the kind of guy who was ballsy enough to gut his own grub, but aaah! I'm down. I could use some protein! And, as you've probably guessed by now I can defnitely roast and toast it.
[Rex scrolls through the clothing app.]
Give me a sec. I know I should be blendin' in 'n all? But if I'm stuck wearing a tunic or some shit? I better be lookin' like a fuckin' BAMF.
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Which.. thank God honestly.
[ Mark tips his head as Rex navigates the device. ]
I donât know if you want to play with that thing while youâre wearing it.. it doesnât really give you a choice. Youâre kind of stuck with whatever it changes your clothes into. What if itâs small or doesnât fit right?
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Rex's supersuit vanishes before their very eyes, morphing into something a lot more period appropriate. He pats down his own head, unused to not only walking around without the protection of the helmet and visor combination, but also surprised not to have either in his vicinity at all. What he immediately notes is that this outfit is a lot more intricate, with a heavier centerpiece and far more flammable sleeves. He'll have to be careful.]
...Oops.
Oh gawd, did I just get stuck in a pair of tights? Wait! Where's the river. I need to know how bad my butt looks.
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Why are you assuming it looks.. bad?
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[He actually sounds distressed, and is attempting to crawl out of the tent like he's Scooby Doo.]
I've got more thigh than ass, Invincible! It's all about the glutes right now! Get with the program, Goofy Goober!
[not rex racing to the river to see if he is still hot]
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[ He's just going to follow after him. ]
It doesn't look bad. None of it does. You fit the environment now! I think it's an improvement.
[ is he lowkey dissing Rex's super suit?? um maybe but that is besides the point ]
Have you ever been to a Ren Faire?
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EXCUH-YUSE ME?
[It is probably best that Mark never perturb Rex when he is worried about looking even the slightest bit ugly. That is when he is at his most volatile.]
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... What?
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emperor'snew clothes, his number goes up by 10 or so digits, and he brings a flat hand to his chest while he does pant.He stands beside the river, closing his eyes, as if seriously afraid to look.]
I'm the only one who looks good in that goddamn suit of mine! But I do pull it the fuck off.
[I belong in it.
Or.
He'd like to.]
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Well. Yeah. I never said you didn't. But.. I don't know.. this.. shiny material..
[ Mark reaches out to touch his shoulder and get a feel for the material. Oh, um. Yeah. It's definitely leather. Why does he like that on Rex so much? And also? Why is he thinking about it so much? Mark doesn't even know as a little curl of his lips forms again. ]
It looks nice! And it's.. an improvement for the environment! And the Ren Faire.. it's a festival where people go and dress up like this. I like to go.. so it's kind of cool to see us wearing stuff like this.. so.. I like it?
Is that weird?
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When he was a scraggly, hollow-faced preteen, clad in clothes from various donation bins, ill-fitting and worn down, people treated him differently. His personality is harsh and abrasive. Even when blowing past all of his many insecurities, Rex would still say that despite what anybody else thinks, he is one of the funniest heroes out there, but others don't seem to appreciate that all that much.
It's his looks and his strength, the glitz and the glamor, that makes everybody's heads turn. Well, in a positive way. Most of the time it's his stupid mouth and that raggedy-ass voice of his.]
Holy shit.
You're right.
[Rex examines his reflection in the water, doing a little twirl.]
I look fuckin' amaaaaazee-balls, wow-ee.
I didn't really see myself as much of a brown leather man, but, honestly? The whole Earth tone jam kinda suits my skin tone and the kooky hair color.
[He says "kooky" because he knows that particular reddish-brown mane of his is... A tad uncommon. Also! The leather centerpiece covers his insecurity. Noice.]
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.. Well, I mean. Yeah. That's.. exactly what I've been saying? Anyway.
I'm thinking maybe we should head a little more... that way, maybe?
[ He gestures west. ]
Do you wanna travel on foot or should we fly?
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[Mark has hit on yet another one of Rex's many insecurities. To be fair, it's a long list. He is remarkably sensitive.*
*to the commentary of others, he is not at all, in fact, a kind and/or empathetic person]
Well, it's not gonna work, you floaty-ass motherfucker! Fine. We'll fly.
[He hates this.]
But that means I'm gonna need a boost.
[carry him]
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[ When he gave William a little ride for fun he held him in bridal style, so Mark thinks nothing of it as he closes the space between them and scoops Rex up off his feet. It's a little awkward since they're the same height but Rex is a much bigger frame. He wiggles his hold on him to try and hold him better. ]
Wait, uhhh, hold on. Is this comfortable for you?
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Must you always come for my dignity? Ugggh! Next time? Just straight up punch me in the dick. Thanks.
[HE IS GRUMBLING but at least this isn't arm-pitting.]
Fine.
[He folds his arms in Mark's grasp, pouting like a toddler... ASDKJFLLKJ]
Go.
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[ Mark lifts his feet off of the ground, carrying Rex with ease. He's not going to go too high or too fast, but he's right. It is more effective. The wind whisks past them, producing a soothing sound and feel. Mark simply loves it.
He glances at Rex. ]
.. You act really defensive, you know that?
[ HE'S GOT HIM CORNERED AND AT HIS MERCY TO MENTION THIS.. at this point, he genuinely is just trying to piece things together and figure Rex out. ]
mark just drop him he is SO annoying
Instead, he lies there in Mark's grasp, like a two-hundred and fifteen pound, cybergenetically enhanced supertoddler. To make matters worse, he imitates Mark's voice in a nasally and obviously mocking tone.]
"You act really defensive all the time, you know that?"
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See? You're doing it again. Putting words in my mouth. I didn't say all the time, but you know what? That's kind of true. Even the way you're acting to me calling you defensive is defensive.
Forget it. I'm learning it's impossible to have a conversation with you sometimes.
[ And then other times you won't shut up? ]
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[He snarls once more.]
This shit isn't fun for me.
[If Mark asks, it means he is mostly only comfortable flying with Eve and Robot.]
I miss my real friends.
[so... just robot then and even that relationship is questionable]
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[ KIDS.. YALL WERE DOING SO WELL. ]
Do I have to say again that I'm determined to get along with you? Cause I am. I'm not leaving you and you're not going to leave me either and I think that's important that we stick to it.
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But, before you got superpowers? Which, from the looks of it, seems fairly recently... You've had all the good shit handed to ya.
[It's so frustrating. Rex isn't usually one to be this honest, but it's been bothering him, ad there is no one here who understands him. Samson, for all his strictness, is his teammate- And a good man.
If Rex were to die, he'd feel for him. Robot. Monster Girl, Shrink, and even Kate...
They are his friends. Invincible is a stranger. He doesn't live with them.]
I'm here because I'm lucky I survived.
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[ OH HE USES THE F WORD. Which is usually like.. reserved. His hold tightens on Rex cause although he wants to lose his temper and drop this guy, he is determined not to. To not severely damage whatever progress they have made over the last 48 hours. Viltrumites are super determined.. and violent.. but he's trying his best to bring out the only good features in his kind.
His voice eases considerably, not even noticing he's sped up their flying in a little flounce of aggression. ]
I am also really truly sorry for what you've gone through, but at the same time, I don't know all you've gone through either, but it doesn't give you the right to be an asshole to me just because I was fortunate to have it better than you. It's not my fault that my early life was easier than yours.
[ That's what it sounds like at least. ]
I don't take it for grantedâ my upbringingâ but you need to be patient with me because yes, I'm trying to get adjusted to all of this.
[ He figures they are west enough and into some area that should have some resources so he glides down rather quickly, landing a little roughly but enough to where he can get Rex out of his grasp and distance himself from him. ]
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