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 Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 12:35 pm
Caligudla gave the Gifted a smile. "I don't fear the bites of ants." She rubbed her chin. "And it is more like shoving a garden hose into a ant hill. An explosion would kill a few before they can bite. I didn't come all the way over here to get some talking dog. I want one of the telepaths. The one that is keeping them hidden. The dog was an idiot. The only purpose he served was to confirm their presence."
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 2:26 pm
Emily breathed first a sigh of relief, then a gasp of horror.
"Fitz! They're going to burn us! Everyone's going to die if we don't stop them!"
She signalled to Marcie and John and they ran over.
"They're going to kill us. There's probably no way to get everyone out without blowing everyone's cover. We act normal. We'll try dealing with the assassin people and you keep everyone calm."
By 'we', she meant her and Fitz. There wasn't any question of agreement.
((Oh and I should have explained earlier. Over here we use the word toilet instead of bathroom. A bathroom has a bath in it. A toilet is a toilet. However there are taps so you can get a drink. And we use the to let signs over here. It's just so tempting, you know. One mark and you completely change the meaning. They just put them so damn high up!))
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 3:48 pm
"Okay... Maybe I am misunderstanding our goal.Are we trying to kill them, or just capture them?"He asked her.'I tried guys, but I can't risk my own neck.'He thought in case a telepath was in there.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 7:25 pm
Calidgula smiled to herself. "My goal is to either capture or destroy all Gifted in existence." Of course the whole thing was a ploy, but she was careful to hide that part of her mind. She was smoking them out.
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 7:41 pm
Fitz glared up at Emily. "What do you mean we?" He was still in his mutt form. The cat was forgotten. Soon a mouse was scurrying for the nearest hole in the wall. Fitz didn't have the heart of a wolf.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 10:46 am
Emily scowled in the direction Fitz had scutled off in.
"Fine! Run off then! Coward! You have to help!" she hissed
...i tried guys, but I can't risk my own neck... came a small voice in the back of her head.
Magus. It had to be. The guy Marcie was talking to.
Well, that was at least a warning. But that also meant they were in danger. From inside, there was practically nothing Emily could do. There was only one thing for it. She was going to have to go outside. Confront them. Fight, if necessary. She remembered the way she'd blown up the head of a Government scientist by accident. She had power. Power was... power.
She took a gulp of water from the fountain, straightened up her jacket, and walked out of the cafe doors.
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Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2008 2:11 pm
A mouse nose poked out of the hole. "Actually I'm going out the back. A six foot tall grizzly bear wouldn't fit in here."
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 7:01 am
"Whatever." Emily said just before she stepped out. "Just don't run off on me."
Emily walked out the rest of the way, and began to walk towards the two Agents. She didn't want to have to hurt them. She was going to try talking first. There were people walking around nearby, and she didn't want to look too suspicious. She put on the persona of a cafe worker.
"Hello. I'm sorry, but are you going to stand out here much longer? Do you want me to bring out some chairs?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 7:06 am
Callie sniffed her and scrunched up her nose. The perfume was overpowering, but it was there. That smell. A Gifted...Was it their leader, or just a peace offering? She shrugged and gave the girl a false smile. "I prefer to stand thank you."
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 1:49 pm
Emily took this in, both said and unsaid comments.
"How about you, sir?" she said, trying to keep a straight face. She was going to pester them and try and find out as much as possible from thir thoughts. She wasn't sure how this was going to work, but she was going to try as hard as possible to make it work.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 8:53 pm
"bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored bored"
How long has it been? 2, 3 days? Perhaps only 5 minutes. Sean couldn't tell, the window was too high up and so tiny he couldn't see the sun. No clocks adorned the room they had relocated him too either. All padded and child safe. He was feeling weird too, a little off kilter if you will.
Right now the only thing keeping Sean from snapping was the sound of his own voice. Something would happen...it had too happen. Stopping his slow chant of boredom he relocated to the center of the room, staring at the small space of light that was his window.
Ink peeked from the top of his back as he sat cross legged. The scrubs that they had given him hung loosely on his shoulders. He wasn't scrawny, they just gave him an XXL. Clasping his hands, Sean took a deep breathe and prayed. What else could he do until something happened?
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 6:43 pm
A loud bump was heard form one of the other sides of Sean's room. As if someone had run into the wall. The door was opened. It was Xanthe.He rubbed his head and walked in, not realizing it was a cell. "Cali-- Oh..I'm sorry..wrong room.." He looked embarrassed. He stopped from turning and smirked. "I suppose while I'm in here I should check on your mental state. Even if you were turned into here for no medical reason, staying in here can toy with a man's mind.." He sat infront of the man and took out his contacts. Once again revealing the beautiful red color beneath the gray plastic.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 6:57 pm
Sean stopped his prayer in mid sentence. The words hung in the air, ringing like a church bell before echoing into the silence of the room. Sean stared contemptly at Xanthe, not angry at the man but angry at his own position.
"Fit as a fiddle, says I. The room's quite a shaker, but me mind is where its supposed to be."
Sean's face flickered quizzically when Xanthe removed his contacts. For some reason there was an odd aura about them.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 7:27 pm
"No thank you."He said and smiled.'Should have sent the owner out they should have only let us speak with vanilla's...gotten sloppy'He thought.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 1:32 pm
"Well, if you're going to just stand there then I'll have to ask you to leave. It's a rough area round here, and we can't risk the reputation of our establishment by allowing you to get up to any fishy business on the premises. So if you aren't planning on ordering, please can you find somewhere else to stand." said Emily, now in full haughty waitress mode.
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