Aliens to your right...mutants to your left....what's a guy to do?
Adam was getting pretty used to driving along the back roads into the little towns all through North America, including discovering his fondness for something called a 'chili dog'. It was interesting certainly, and got him to understand humans a bit more than ever he had before.....but it didn't really help him out on his quest. Finding yourself was one of the 'biggies' on most people's lists but never in such a concrete way as Adam was. Frankly he was getting disheartened. He was starting to wonder if this 'Milbury' was just someone rakk-ing with him and he ought to just drop it. But what else could he do? Get a job and be a regular human? Rakk that.
As familiar as he was getting with Anywhere, USA, he had a better luck of finding things in bigger cities. Like New York which was for some reason also referred to as the Big Apple. ....kay. Tugging his ballcap lower over his decorated eyes, he frowned thoughtfully as he picked up the sound of a television broadcasting what sounded like the news.
"--Trish Tilby live from the United Nations where a woman claiming to work for the infamous mutant, Magneto has just issued a statement that he intends to take back the island nation of Genosha."
Curious, he approached the window display where he wasn't the only gawker.
"I'll make this simple and brief. Mutants everywhere need a safe sanctuary, a home all of their own. That was to be Genosha but for some reason, mutants having a safe haven where they can live without the fear of being rounded up, is frowned upon by most people in this world. Magneto is going to rectify that. Genosha will be retaken for the benefit of others.....Magneto is taking volunteers. It's not enough to be trained on how to control your powers. Anyone can do that. Magneto believes that mutants should be taught to reach their full potential. Anyone that wishes to join this cause will receive that training."
Glancing at the other people, he noted a mostly frightened or angry reaction from the humans, clearly uncomfortable with the idea....whether it was because Magneto was going about it in this manner or just the thought of mutants getting together...he wasn't sure. And he wasn't sure how he felt about it. Granted he was a mutant- but frankly if you asked him, Adam saw himself first as Shi'ar and then everything else. But if he'd had any luck with people on this planet it had been with mutants themselves.
"Looks like things are about to get interesting..." he muttered, turning away to continue along the sidewalk, hands shoved in his pockets.
As familiar as he was getting with Anywhere, USA, he had a better luck of finding things in bigger cities. Like New York which was for some reason also referred to as the Big Apple. ....kay. Tugging his ballcap lower over his decorated eyes, he frowned thoughtfully as he picked up the sound of a television broadcasting what sounded like the news.
"--Trish Tilby live from the United Nations where a woman claiming to work for the infamous mutant, Magneto has just issued a statement that he intends to take back the island nation of Genosha."
Curious, he approached the window display where he wasn't the only gawker.
"I'll make this simple and brief. Mutants everywhere need a safe sanctuary, a home all of their own. That was to be Genosha but for some reason, mutants having a safe haven where they can live without the fear of being rounded up, is frowned upon by most people in this world. Magneto is going to rectify that. Genosha will be retaken for the benefit of others.....Magneto is taking volunteers. It's not enough to be trained on how to control your powers. Anyone can do that. Magneto believes that mutants should be taught to reach their full potential. Anyone that wishes to join this cause will receive that training."
Glancing at the other people, he noted a mostly frightened or angry reaction from the humans, clearly uncomfortable with the idea....whether it was because Magneto was going about it in this manner or just the thought of mutants getting together...he wasn't sure. And he wasn't sure how he felt about it. Granted he was a mutant- but frankly if you asked him, Adam saw himself first as Shi'ar and then everything else. But if he'd had any luck with people on this planet it had been with mutants themselves.
"Looks like things are about to get interesting..." he muttered, turning away to continue along the sidewalk, hands shoved in his pockets.