𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐒 | 𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗧𝗧 𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗘𝗥𝗦

To any human reading this: 𝗠𝗨𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗦 are your mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters. 𝗠𝗨𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗦 are your friends and neighbors. 𝗠𝗨𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗦 are not a threat to your existence. 𝗠𝗨𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗦 are not your enemy. — ♡ + 𝙍𝙏 …𝙈𝙔 𝗫-𝗠𝗘𝗡 —

“I promised @RebirthFeathers I’d spend the evening with her after I’d finished here but…”

“For all of us…” He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “What’s been troubling you?”

“Then the focus switches to the outcome. Mitigate the risks, build in contingencies, have a strategy in place.”

“Then we analyze our overconfidence in the initial outcome. What caused it? What did we miss? How do we avoid a repeat?”

“It’s possible to commit no mistakes and still lose. That’s not a weakness. That’s life.”

A role model for us all. You will be missed. Rest in Peace.

“What went wrong teaches more than what went right.”

“Against my better judgement, I’m going to try and take it easy today.”

Good morning.

Stark just doesn’t get it. Arrogant bastard.

“I don’t speak for all mutants, only the X-Men; the ones most likely to be approached for this. But I represent mutants when the Avengers’ attitude toward us is concerned. You’re dismissive, negligent. Saved by Earth’s Mightiest Heroes? Ha! Only if you have the right genes.”

He has my respect, earned over many years.

“Realism is knowing who your friends are, and who wants to use you for a marketing opportunity. The Avengers have never been an ally to mutants. Your actions have shown that again and again despite the clever spin you put out to the press. My answers still stands: No.”

Don’t. Threaten. Mutants.

On one hand, I’m constantly being given advice to be less robotic and more expressive. But when I do, I’m told it’s wrong. That says to me I’ve got to find the right balance between the two.

Myself, Ororo.

Not going to happen.