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 Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 2:05 pm
ArpegiusWolf A soft hiss of a snarl was given as he backed away from the group. Tail lashed about behind him like a whip, claws clicking on the floor. He tried to stand up straight, but he encountered a very sharp pain that caused him to make a very inhuman roar-like sound. He had definately landed on it wierd, nothing his body couldn't heal, but for now it hurt like hell. "Hey....calm down...." She said holding both her hands where he could see them. "No one is going to hurt you here.....just relax..." Could he even understand her? Those hisses didn't make much for speach.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 6:02 pm
Gen blinked at the new mutant. She wasn't really threatened by him, maybe fascinated was more like it. Feeling bad for him, as she sensed him in some kind of pain, she stayed her distance but spoke to the other as calmly as possible.
"We're not going to hurt you, but it looks like you need some help." she stated. "I'm not a healer, but those in that room are. We can get you some help if you want."
Regina watched Penny go and wished she could do something. She knew that Penny was feeling off about the whole situation... but the thought of Porter back interrupted those thoughts. Changing into a new set of clothes, slightly musty by the passage of the last year, she made her way to his door. Nervous didn't begin to describe her feelings as of yet, but she'd face it. Knocking softly she waited his response, if any.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 6:32 pm
Porter smiled knowing who was at the door. No other students knew he was back nor did the teachers. He was sure a telepath or two picked it up, but he wasn't up for meetings until tomorrow.
"Regina," He opened the door and ushered her in shutting it behind her, "It's been too long, and I really have to apologize to you. I shouldn't have been so out of touch. How have you been?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 6:36 pm
Kris's life had been going to hell. That one good dead had lead to a staggering amount of bad karma. He'd been laid off, but that was ok, he hated his job and he had enough money to survive on for most of his life. He would however, be living on the streets. He'd recieved multiple letters from the appartment commitee asking for him to leave.
Now, sitting on a cliff overlooking the ocean, the same cliff, that a half-mile away, the Xaiver mansion rests on. Lying on his back, he stares up at the darkening sky. He'd never done anything bad, but all these people hated his DNA, not him, just what he is, and it's hard not to take that personally.
Pulling out his pack of cigarette, removing one, placing it in his mouth and flicking the lighter, he wonders what he should do. He could go back home and start again as best he can. Or...sitting up, he looks at the small Xaiver mansion. "...." If he became their soldier, would it be better? He would change, be fed information, become a different person. The wouldn't change him, but the effects would be the same. And if he does join, what if they go the way of forge and magneto? who would he side with?
As he lights his cigarette, he lies bakc against the stone, hands behind his head. Could he even live that kind of life, helping people but having to live in a sanctuary, kept seperate from the humans that hate, but he would have to help?
Their lifestyle didn't make much sense to him, and he didn't really feel motivated to aid them. Why risk your life for tohers and the future generation that he doesn't know? Why save those you don't know. "But what about your sister,"a small voice asks. If he was a mutant, his sister might be one too. Sitting up, he sighs, it looks like he had a reason.
Standing and brushing himself off, he smiles slightly. While walking back to his SUV to drive to the Xaiver mansion, he hums. The tune? 'Talking 'bout my generation.'
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 7:05 pm
Regina smiled a bit at him. "I've... been better, but been worse.... where did you go for so long anyway? Guess I have some explaining to do myself though...."
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 7:19 pm
Porter sat down in one of his office chairs. Where had he really been? Nowhere important, his search came of nothing.
"I've been all over the country... I had a lead on finding my family. I used to tell myself I never wanted to meet them after they pretty much sold me off to the government. I didn't want to take you with me because I couldn't garauntee it would be safe..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 8:58 pm
"Nope. I've been here for 'bout a year. You looked kind of lost, so I figured that I should be the one to greet you. What's your, by the way? I'm Raze. You want a quick tour?" he said, extending his hand to the lost-looking girl. Why did she keep glancing at her feet? Eh, probably something to do with her powers, he thought to himself. "What are you powers, if you don't mind my asking"
Kidd was, again, so happy to see welcoming people here. she took his hand
"Oh I'm Karly, but you can call me Kidd. an yes, I'd love a tour. I've got no idea were anything is." she smiled at her ignorance and boy smiled too. Raze lead her down the hall, asking about her powers. she turned a little pink. she'd never told anyone what her power was. she'd alway been run out of a town before any bothered to ask.
"my power?" she thought for a moment. how could she say this right?' oh I've got it" she held out her hand and created a ball of ice in her palm. the boy stared at it
"wow: he said
"ya and I can do lots more, but I don't want to ruin the house" she smiled sweetly "oh! and I can swim like a fish, actually I used to live in the ocean." she bit her tung, had she gone to far? I mean would he think living with fish was wired? she let her blue hair droop over her white face. she tried to see raze's face but she could quite see it.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 9:13 pm
"Now that's stupid... With all that we, as a group, have been through, that shouldn't have been aproblem." Regina said, watching him. "I'm not hurt mind you, I just wish we'd been able to keep in touch better. So I guess I'm sorry too because it's part my fault."
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 10:24 pm
Freya threw herself on the couch of the living room. No one seemed to dare to talk her or Wanda. She could sense fear coming out of the few who crossed her gaze. She shrugged and took a random magazine on the coffee table and started reading it when she heard a snort behind her. She raised her eyes and saw Logan glaring at her. None of them said a word but after a few seconds, Freya darted out of the room, with a half-berserk Wolverine on her trail.
Rolling her eyes at the sight of this scene, Wanda crashed where Freya was sitting and caught the magazine the blond threw in the air before escaping and took a look at it. Or tried to anyway. All her thoughts were to Pietro and Sasha.
I don't know what's worst: Pietro finding a girlfriend or the girlfriend wishing to keep Pietro's kid. You have to be out of her mind to even consider to give that guy a descendance. He can't stand on his own two feet, has a poor self-esteem that he hides behind that narcissic mask of his, only thinks about himself and is the most stupidest man of the planet. Unless she raped her, I don't see HOW that girl can be in the present situation.
She was turning the pages to angrily that her hex powers slipped a bit and the whole magazine exploded into tiny pieces that rained down the floor of the living room. Frowning, she stood up and went to look for either Sasha or Pietro.
If that b*****d even dare to ask me to help him to get rid of the kid, I'll kill him on the spot.
"Sorry! Pardon me! Ooops! I didn't mean that!" That's all Freya could say to the students she pushed out of her way to escape Logan. She actually forgot that the immortal x-man warned her to never come back on school grounds no matter the reason. She thought it was an empty threat so she didn't bother to remember it. But when she glanced time to time behind her and saw the light of the corridors reflect on the adamantium claws, she started to wonder if she should have keep that little detail in mind.
"Don't think you can escape me this time, ghost girl! I'll ask Emma to make you think that you're a cat for the rest of your life!"
"You can't be serious! How can you trust a woman like her? Unless she scored with her?"
"YOU ARE DEAD!"
I need to control that fast mouth of mine...
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 10:27 pm
Thoes sharp yellow eyes gazed out at them, realizing they thought he was one of thoes savage, animal-like mutants. Slit shaped puples dialated slightly, making thoes eyes look more human. He tried to stand up straight, but he encountered that pain again. This time he simply forced himself to stand up straight, a very loud crack-pop sound coming from his back. He gave a very deep, rumbling growl at the pain.
Looking at them, he then spoke, "I am...sorry for...barging in. I need a place to stay, to get away from all the hatred...I am Tetsuo, Tetsuo Ryuu." He said, extending his right hand. His hand, though shaped like a normal hand, was made of steel. Finely shaped metal pieces covered very complicated inner workings. It was well made, acting like a real hand, the only thing it lacked was the sense of feeling. Not only was his right hand robotic, but his entire right arm, up to his shoulder, was mechanized. A prothstetic, replacing the limb a hatefull human robbed him of.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 5:48 am
Gen looked at the offered hand, curious as to the story behind that but not going to ask. Shaking his hand, she nodded. "We all come here for refuge. You're among kin, in a way. So don't worry. "
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 7:02 am
"Yea, I suppose you're right, Reg... I just didn't want you to possibly get into the middle of something that could be dangerous... I couldn't live with that, "He laughed, "But I guess that logic makes no sense... look where we keep our company. Why don't we find out what's going on around this place. I have a list of new students that normally wouldn't be part of the Institute."
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So, this place wasn't strange enough to begin with. Now Wolverine was about ready to flay Freya alive... on school grounds with students around. That was something that never would have happened a year ago. Penance wanted to escape more than anything. This was getting to be too much to handle.
"Are you serious?" Penance sighed, "Mr. Logan, can I have a word with you in the kitchen?"
She huffed into the empty kitchen and found something to eat. At least this room was the same. It was bad enough she felt Jacen was avoiding her (not that she entirely blamed him for that... she did take a disappearnce for a year and when she returned she was a psychopathic killer) and Regina couldn't possibly understand what she's going through... now her mentor was trying to kill people on school grounds.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 1:15 pm
((Sorry for the posting delay...))
Rycil nodded as he felt his strength slowly return. He heard the girl explain her name and he spoke with a voice that had almost no emotion in it.
"Thank you, Tiffany, you can leave me at the park, my strength should return by then."
He didn't seem to care about the girl's bruises, it could be for a number of reasons. He may bnot have seen them, he may just be a cold person, but it is most probable that he didn't think they were a big deal. His own body, was battered far worse, and he felt perfectly fine. This was just the way he lived, and that was fine by him.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 1:49 pm
He took back his hand, lowering his hood. For the most part, his facial features were very human...apart from his long pointed ears. He was actualy quite a hansome young man, once you got past the light-blue skin and claws. His eyes were kind, yet had that sharp calculating gaze, like a hawk. He smiled, Scratching the back of his head with his left hand. His hair was spiked on top, leaning slightly to one side, and pulled into a ponytail in the back. (Tetsuo technicly has a mullet....but he'll deny it untill he dies...). "Uhh...Technicly, I'm not like you...I wasn't born this way...I was created." He said quite simply, looking slightly embarrased about it. Long, elf-like ears drooped slightly, the various golden earings and studs reflecting the light. If he was a normal human, one would think he was some sort of punk-skater...(XD)
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