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 Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:19 am
 Rebecca snorted as she walked over to where Michael was and looked down at him. "Well you wouldn't have gotten hit over the head with a bat if you had been more careful where you were going." She chuckled as she held her hand out to him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:29 am
 Michael Callaway Michael rolled his eyes. "How was I to know about that? I was just walking around looking for a place to fish," he said wryly, faintly amused as he shifted to slide the two inch long, half inch wide blade out of the base of the gator's skull from where it protruded from the underside of his wrist. He grimaced as it retracted, leaving a narrow slit in the skin before it healed over. "Now ya know what I go through every time I let 'em out," Logan grumbled in the back of his mind. "Walk a mile in the other man's shoes... damn if this don't fit," he thought back. He heard Remy's laugh as Logan chuckled in his mind.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:36 am
Rebecca chuckled and was about to respond when her phone rang. "Ah, sorry," she said with a small smile. She recognized the ringtone. Her mother was calling her. She pulled out the phone and pressed a button, putting it to her here. "Hey Mom, what's up?" She turned her back on the others as she waited for her mother to respond. "Mom? Mom please what's wrong? Stop crying..please..." Rebecca frowned as she tried to decipher what her mother was saying. And finally it hit her. Rebecca's eyes widened as she gasped and fell to her knees, cradling the phone against her ear. "No..no..no. Please tell me...no.." She shook her head back and forth. The phone dropped from her hand and fell to the ground where they could hear her mother crying on the other end.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 10:00 am
Michael Callaway Michael frowned as he felt his eyes widen, the irises shifting between emerald green, brilliant silver, and a deep golden orange rapidly. Unconsciously, Logan's claws slid from the backs of his hands as he heard the crying as he exhaled slowly, the claws slowly retracting as he forced back the near-demonic protective instinct that had surged through him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 10:06 am
Rebecca's face was hidden by her hair as she just at there, but small tear drops could be seen hitting the ground. She stood up slowly, not looking at any of them. "I have to go...Dad...Dad's dead...." She wrapped her arms around herself as she began to slowly walk away in a daze. She had always been extremely close to her father, so just hearing that he was dead sent her into a state of shock. She hadn't even bothered to pick up her phone.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 10:17 am
Michael Callaway Michael sighed as he picked up the bike with one hand. "Get on; you'll have to direct me there," he said as he walked the bike next to Rebecca. He caught an odd scent an instant before he grabbed Rebecca by the hips and shoulders and pushed off, leaping easily fourteen feet in the air though the quick movement narrowly saved them from several shuriken that hit the motorcycle, which immediately detonated in a fireball as the gas hit the still warm engine. He grunted as something slammed into his back before he noticed something silver sticking out; he realized almost immediately it was the tailpipe of his bike, impaled through his back and out of his upper abdomen on the left side.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 10:23 am
Kaosujin Ryu lol I added a new character...thought he could be the one with bullseye's belt..like he would be the one to have killed Rebecca's father Rebecca gasped and held onto Michael tightly as they shot up into the air. She hadn't been expecting him to do that, and for a second she was scared. This was the first time in a long time she had felt so vulnerable. It was then that she noticed the tailpipe of Michael's bike had impaled him through his back and was sticking out from his upper left abdomen. She shook her head, clearing the fog. It was then that she heard Storm yelling at her, telling her that now was not the time to shut down. "Michael, we have to take care of that." Rebecca said softly. "I'm okay...promise..let's take care of you."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 10:37 am
Michael Callaway Michael spoke through gritted teeth, his voice a deep rumbling one with clear gruffness to it, making it obvious who was in control at the moment. "Kid's out cold; regardless, this ain't pleasant for any o' us," he grumbled.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 10:41 am
"Well then get us back to the ground, Logan," Storm finally broke free. "The girl is only hanging on by a thread as it is." She shook her head and Rebecca sighed. "We need to get it out," she said. "The faster the better I would say."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 10:51 am
Michael Callaway Logan nodded before they started dropping before landing several feet away from the now blazing pile of debris with a booming crunch. "Gotta admit, the kid's instinctive skill is impressive, considerin' had he not noticed the scent of whoever attacked an instant before he grabbed ya and leaped to avoid it... the attack could have been fatal... or at the very least incapacitatin'," he said gruffly to Rebecca, not even showing much sign he had noticed Storm's words; he was, however, concerned for both Michael and Rebecca; it seemed to him that there were forces very interested in either taking them out or capturing them, and the emotional/physical stress wasn't helping at all.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 10:58 am
Once they had come back to the ground, Rebecca untangled her arms from around his neck and set her feet firmly on the ground. She took a deep breath and shook her head, burying the grief for now. There would be plenty of time for that later. She looked up at Logan. "Here, turn around and let me try to get this out."
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 11:24 am
Michael Callaway Logan-Michael turned around as he took several deep breaths. The muscles in his body relaxed subtly, ensuring the removal of the tailpipe wouldn't cause more damage before his healing factor kicked in.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 11:31 am
Rebecca looked at the tailpipe and took a deep breath. This was not going to be painless. She knew that he had advanced healing, but this was going to hurt like a b***h. Rebecca reached forward and grasped the object in her hand. "Okay, here we go." She pulled back her arm sharply, yanking out the piece of metal.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 11:47 am
Michael Callaway Logan-Michael made a sound between a grunt and a growl as the wound wept finger thick streams of blood before the wound started healing. "That felt like dealin' with a certain clawed furball all over 'gain," he muttered through gritted teeth, referring to Sabretooth.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2013 11:56 am
Rebecca let the piece of metal drop to the ground. She watched as his wound began to heal. "Well it's a good thing you heal so fast. Otherwise that would have been very bad indeed." She pushed her hair behind her ear. She seemed calm on the outside, but there was pain in her eyes.
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