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 Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 10:25 pm
Ooo...good choice. And, darling, I don't need to get off-campus to give you a big date.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 10:34 pm
" If you say so... I don't know what you're planning so I guess I'll find out.."
Puts in the dvd and cuddles up to Chris.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 10:40 pm
Yes...just listen to the squad when they come to your door...
*wraps his arms around Cassie and settles in*
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 10:47 pm
The squad? But I thought we were going to have a romantic date? Just the two of us?
Cassie was thinking something like a picnic under the stars ... not a public specticule... she didn't know what Chris was thinking..
(( gotta go- night))
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 10:53 pm
It will be. Don't worry and trust me.
*Cassie had no clue what he was up to. PERFECT.*
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 9:32 am
Dani dims the lights as the move starts. She whispers to Wally,
"Haven't seen this in a while."
Sits next to him
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:29 am
*Chris had gotten a few hours of sleep before getting up and practicing the with the guitar again. Wally had kicked Chris out into the common area so he could finish sleeping. After the sun and come up and Wally had stumbled from bed, Chris went back to the privacy of his room with the guitar. He would practice until the cheerleaders had taken Cassie out to lunch at the cafeteria.
Across campus, the squad was doing just that. Almost every single one of them were at Cassie's door clamoring for her to come to lunch.*
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:38 am
Eddie Brock was the one who broke the story -
"Midvale Museum Robbed"
Saturday Morning- Last night, the Midvale Museum was robbed. Despite a state of the art security system, the perpetrator (or perpetrators) were able to infiltrate the museum and made off with several artifacts from a traveling exhibit on Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart that had been in town for the last two months.
Among the missing items were Mozart's quill pen, several sheets of composition, and a portrait of the musician...
How Eddie got the story so fast, nobody could tell, but he was being commended for it by everyone in the lunchroom on Saturday afternoon.
"Good job, Eddie! Amazing scoop!"
"Well, you know me, I have a nose for news."
Eddie ate his manwitch with a flair as people patted him on the back and complimented his reporter's acumen.
Eddie knew he was a good reporter. And knowing that, he also knew that good reporters don't necesserily put ALL of the facts in their stories. They hold a little back.
Like how each of the security guards from the museum were found doing the Thriller dance in perfect coordination outside in the parking lot.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:56 am
*Peter was having a good day. It was Saturday, he was enjpoying all of "his" new abilities. The mystery at the museum sounded like something he should investigate, but . . .it could wait, couldn't it?*
*The thing was . . . with the new blac k suit, he would OCCASIONALLY undergo some weirdness. Like on rare occassions, he'd black out. Never in the middle of actually DOING anything. Just . . . when there were lulls in activity, he'd space out, and then find himself back at the dorm.*
*What was MORE disconcerting, though, was when the opposite happened. When he'd gone to sleep in his bed, but wake up mid-sling. It was a source of concern, but not something he thought was serious.*
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 11:11 am
*The plan he had in mind was to make the costume change into his normal clothing, and he'd have lunch. Then he saw Brock. And . . . there was some batween the two. Peter wasn't exactly sure what he'd done to Eddie, but every time he tried to join the schhol paper, Brock's response was always "Not while I'm in charge. Where he got to be in charge in the first place, Peter didn't grasp. He had a strong suspiscion that it had something to do with Gargan being Eddie's best friend and "body guard."*
*Peter was mulling this over when he blanked again. The costume sent him swinging in and spraying Brock with . . . well, it SEEMED to be webbing, but it was very different from any other web he'd ever spun. More like the matter that made up the costume he wore.*
*Spiderboy (Or Spiderpuppet, maybe?) squeaked at Brock and carried him off, covered in the viscous fluid.*
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 11:34 am
Raven
Raven took a deep breath before stepping into the doors of Principal Emma Frost's office.
"Hello, My name is Raven. I need to apply to your school." She said in a monotone voice that seemed to be bored. "Right now."
Emma arched a brow from paper work glancing up at the young goth girl.
"I'm sorry dear, we simply don't just accept young girls who just walks into my office from the streets demanding the "need' to join."
"You see, darling, this school only accepts the finest students form all over the world. The Crem del Crem. The Special Ones."
Raven's eyes glowed a dark violet as a dark energy engulfed Emma's large oak desk lifting it from the ground and hurled it back down to the floor smashing in to pieces.
Emma looked a bit shocked but still unimpressed. "Hrmph! Another telekinetic." Emma tapped her own temple getting a read on the young girl. "I'm also sensing a strong empathic ability in you as well. A strong demonstration aside, dear, you could have just said so."
Delicately stepping over the pieces of her desk Emma showed the young girl the way out. "Go down the hall and to the left to the Administration office. They will help you with what you need to enroll."
Raven walked out.
"Oh! And Raven?"
Raven turns slightly
"Welcome to Hero High."
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 4:17 pm
Dani had been napping in her dorm when Raven teleported in, since using verbal methods didn't seem to work. Raven decides on a less practical method.
Hovering above the floor Raven sat with her legs folded concentrating on Dani's mind.
Soon enough she was in her dream-scape, and an interesting one at that.
It was another witchblade user fighting against an army of men. And Danielle watched from a safe distance up top a hill.
"What are you doing here Raven? This is my dream. You can't be here."
"There are a lot of things people don't expect form me. And as you can see I very well can." She waves a hand to the battle field, "This dream isn't yours, It's your weapons dream. even in your deep subconscious it controls you."
"I've had dreams like this since before the Witchbade even came into my life." *Sigh* "What do you want form me?"
"To save you from yourself."
"If that means stop entering my dreams. Then fine. Now can we please wake up?" Looks down at herself with wichblade barley covering her naked flesh, "Because even if this is a dream. It's really embarrassing."
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 6:05 pm
Cassie was trying to study but that wasn't going to happen with the entire cheerleading squad at her door. Cassie sighed..
"Okay okay guys I'm coming.."
Cassie walked out the dorms with the cheerleading squad.
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 6:18 pm
::Wally slams down his pencil::
"Chris. If you don't stop tuning that guitar, you're going to blink and find yourself in Poland."
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 6:20 pm
*BLINK*
She's gone.
*Chris looked up from his guitar. He gathered what he needed for his plans.*
Thanks for helping me, Clarice.
I'm doing it for, Cassie, not you.
Okay...I get it. You don't like me for some reason. What did I do to you?
You're just not my cup of tea is all. Let's go.
*Clarice blinks over to Cassie's room and they start rearranging things to open an area in the middle of the room.*
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