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X-Prime: "I hope.. that wasn't too scary"

Nerva: "OK, whut th' FOOK are these SPECTRALIZIN' IMAGES o' You that |\|UDE PIG-PILED ME? Where the FUCK is THIS? & IF SO why?"

X-Prime: "Yes, there is now time to explain"

Nerva: "Oh, yeah- 'Prime' is 'time'...are we IN the FUTURE or something?"

X-Prime: "No- "

X-Prime: "As far as I know, Time Travel is, if not utterly impossible,"

X-Prime: "...is IMPRACTICAL to the point of RIDICULOUSNESS, within the scope of one planet or place."

X-Prime: "If I stand 'here' and go a MONTH into the future... WHOOPS! Earth has rotated about 1

12th further around the sun. 'Here' is space. Or if I try to be smart and go EXACTLY 365.2519etetc DAYS into the FUTURE- Well- Earth & the SOLAR SYSTEM are X-billion miles further from GALACTIC CENTRAL POINT- Space again-"

Nerva: "Y'got a POINT amongst all that JIBBA-JABBAR?"

X-Prime: "PLEASE, Don't sit on the bed."

Nerva: "Uh, sorry-"

X-Prime: "It is relatively safe here, just stay off the bed, and forgive my 'Jibba-Jabber.'"

X-Prime: "I often come here to THINK,"

X-Prime: "So, I guess I may be a little LONG-WINDED here."