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The whole building a tree house thing was pretty time-consuming and sort of slow-going. Eventually Rictor decided to take another break from it and after a shower, he went back to reading really, really old issues of comics. Between the House of M stuff and the Civil War stuff and the other X-Factor stuff, he couldn't really read too much from the current timeline of events if he wanted to relax.
Besides, the little Vision and Scarlet Witch mini-series was sort of sweet. And some of the other 6-parters were just fun or entertaining. No one died and no one lost their powers.
Somehow the newest issue of his own title had found its way into the pile. Julio's comic book self wasn't any more or less cheerful than before, but for once his bitter resentment of virtually everything seemed to have solved the problem. Sort of amusing if you considered the fact that everyone else had been trying to get Tony Stark to show up.
"Go figure," he muttered before turning the page. "Moonknight twenty. Werewolf by night? What the heck is this?"
Besides, the little Vision and Scarlet Witch mini-series was sort of sweet. And some of the other 6-parters were just fun or entertaining. No one died and no one lost their powers.
Somehow the newest issue of his own title had found its way into the pile. Julio's comic book self wasn't any more or less cheerful than before, but for once his bitter resentment of virtually everything seemed to have solved the problem. Sort of amusing if you considered the fact that everyone else had been trying to get Tony Stark to show up.
"Go figure," he muttered before turning the page. "Moonknight twenty. Werewolf by night? What the heck is this?"