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 Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 6:38 pm
“My name is Rebecca, or Becca for short,” she said extending her hand to grasp his, a mild static shock snapping both hands. She quickly jerked her hand back, expression a mingle of embarrassment and apologetic.
“I’m sorry,” she said quickly. “I didn’t mean to.” A short pause. “That’s why I’m here.”
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 9:02 pm
"Sleeping beauty has awoken," Morgan remarked sarcastically as Lizz strolled in to the kitchen. "Hmm, maybe we should switch tissue brands. From the looks of it, these are going to grate your nose off," he added, glancing at the poor girl's nose. She was still getting over a cold, it seemed. Not everyone's immune system was as strong as Morgan's.
"Oh, hey Laura," he said as the girl entered the kitchen as well. "You two want some lunch? I'll make some soup if you want, Lizz. You look like you could use a bowl or two of chicken noodle," Morgan asked looking between the two of them.
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"Did someone say soup?!" David announced as he poked his head in through the doorway. He had grown quite accustomed to living with an actual roof over his head over the past few months, and he had also upgraded his wardrobe slightly, meaning that his clothing was no longer ripped and worn. Well, except for his coat, which was something he couldn't bear to part with. He was actually wearing it right now, despite the fact that he was inside. Another one of his little eccentricities, alongside his mild psychosis.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 12:38 am
Sarah looked at Roque. "Oh hia." She said bouncing still eager to get out while the snow was still fresh. "Going outside and was asking Victoria here if she wanted to..." She watched as Victoria shushed her. "...Go." She said in a quieter tone. "Okay." She wispered and once Victoria was at the to of the stairs. "Wanna come?" She asked Rogue.
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Lizz grunted in responce to Laura's hello and Morgan's comment about her nose and her tissue. "I use the ones with aloe in it." She said as she almost colapsed into a chair with a groan. "Stupid cold weather...." She said supressing a shiver. "Stupid cold." She added. "Soup? That's fine." She said. "Morning David..." She paused remembering Morgan mentioning lunch. "Or good afternoon." She ammended a moment later.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 1:00 pm
Rogue's eyebrows furrowed slightly when Victoria shushed Sara, wondering why they needed to be quiet, but complied as she answered Sara's question. "Sounds like fun," she whispered, nodding her head to show she'd like to go along. Perfect snowy landscapes always bored Rogue. She found them much more interesting when there were tracks or snowmen, especially when the disturbances had been of her making. She had taken her jacket off in her room, so she motioned back up the stairs and said, "I need my coat though. Be right back."
With that she turned and headed back up to her room. She shoved open her door, snatched her coat off the floor, and pulled it on as she went back to meet the others.
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Laura filled her glass with water and turned back towards the other two as Morgan asked about lunch. "Lunch sounds nice. Do we have sandwich stuff? I'm a bit too hot for soup," she answered him before draining her glass with one long swig.
Oddly enough, she and Morgan got along relatively well, despite their first meeting in the mansion. Laura wasn't the overly friendly type by any means, and it had taken her the first couple of months to get used to having so many people around her all the time. Over time, she'd become a bit more open, and was no longer as reserved as she'd been when she'd first arrived. Compared to normal people, she was still rather stand-offish, but as far as she went, she'd come a long ways towards being more social.
Just then, David poked his head into the kitchen, and inquired about the soup. Laura sent a nod his direction with a short "Hey David" attached as she set her glass in the sink.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 1:24 pm
"I think there's some ham in the fridge," Morgan replied, answering Laura's question about sandwiches.
"Yes, David, I mentioned making some soup. Lizz is still under the weather, and chicken soup is just the thing for it," he said, moving over to the pantry where the canned soup was. He set the can down on the counter next to the stove, and fished a pot out of one of the cupboards. It took him a while to find the can opener, but he got his hands on that too, and within moments, he had set the soup on to simmer.
"Should be ready in about ten minutes, for whoever is hungry," Morgan explained to anyone present.
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"Ooh, soup is always good. Hey, everybody," David said, replying to everyone at once. "Er, it's not exactly morning right now, Lizz. Though I suppose it could be morning somewhere... Maybe in Japan it's morning or something. Hmm, I wonder what they're having for breakfast. Maybe some..." David said, going off on tangent after tangent, and wandering off into the rest of the house for as he rambled to himself.
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"He's got to do something about that," Morgan remarked, as he watched David stroll out of the kitchen.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 1:43 pm
Flashing a quick smile at Rouge as she passed her on the staircase, Victoria quickly and silently tramped upstairs to retrieve her coat. Entering her room, she plucked it from when she had left it on the back of her chair and left, but only after picking a hat and set of gloves from various other parts of her room. Backing out of the room again and balancing everything between both of her hands, she started to pull on her coat and walked to join the other two on the staircase.
"Ready?" she whispered and peaked over her shoulder, out of habit, as she started to button her coat closed. Seeing that Kitty was not in the vicinity, Victoria held her gloves between her knees while she adjusted her hair slightly and tugged on her hat. She than slipped on her gloves, though she realized they may not be entirely necessary.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 2:30 pm
Laura found David's behavior and Morgan's comment rather amusing, and if she'd let herself she might have even laughed, but of course she never smiled, let alone laughed, and if she had, the other's might have thought she'd lost it. She hadn't done either since she'd been with her cousin a year ago, and didn't plan on changing things anytime soon.
Morgan's mentioning of ham sounded excellent, so she went to the fridge to check. Sure enough, there was plenty of ham, and she pulled it out along with the mayo and mustard. She set all three on the counter and proceeded to grab the bread and a knife. Soon the sandwich was complete, and Laura put everything back, before sitting down at the table to eat.
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Rogue waited with Sara for Victoria to return, and not a minute later, Victoria had joined them. She nodded in response to Victoria's question, still curious as to the soft volume of the conversation, but she decided to wait until they were outside to ask.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 2:43 pm
Sarah off course went full steam ahead once everyone was ready. Pulling her gloves on after stuffing her hair into her hat she opened the door and was outside. She looked around for the innitial what to do first. A mischeivious grin appeared on her lips and fast as she could formed up two snowballs while she was waiting for Victoria and Rogue to come out. As as soon as they emerge she pelted the both of them. "Gotcha!" She laughed.
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Lizz watched David walk out and looked at Morgan. "I agree with you on that point..." She said and sniffed again before reaching into her pocket and pulling out a wad of tissues. A moment later she moved into the hallway and blew her nose. "Ooooowwwwww....." She growned silently.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 2:57 pm
Though cold weather was never a favorite for her, Victoria had to admit that the snow on the sprawling lawns did look pretty. Stepping out the door a few paces after Sara, she winced immediately and hunched her shoulders as she gawked at the all the snow that had gathered. There was about six inches so far, but it was still snowing at a decent rate, so there would be a foot of it before long. It was the good, packing snow too and Victoria knew this because Sarah had wasted no time in pelting her with a snowball.
"I had a feeling you would do that," scoffed Victoria honestly and she tore her arms from around herself long enough to swipe the snow off her middle.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 3:51 pm
Conner flexed his hand to dispel the quick flash of pain from the static shock.
"Don't worry about it hen." He answered her apology, and then added. "That's why we all came here, to learn control." Conner nodded behind him to the front door. "I'll take you to the professor so you two can get acquainted." He turned and beckoned to her to follow him. "Come on." He didn't wait for her to reply and just began to walk back into the house, he figured if she wanted something she would say something.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 5:58 pm
"Thanks," she murmured, quick to follow him, her bag sliding off her shoulder in her haste.
"This professor, he's in charge of this place?" she questioned. If so, he would be the one to speak to about removing her power, if such were possible.
Suddenly, the thought dawned on her. "So you're one of them too?" she blurted the thought before she received an answer to her first question.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 8:36 pm
"One of who?" Conner asked. "The X-men? Nah, I just work here." He started getting the feeling that they were at opposite ends of different conversations. He walked through the lobby and down the hall towards Xavier's office.
"As for the prof, yeah, he's in charge. He built this place up to be a place for mutants to live in peace while learning to control their abilities." Conner realized he sounded like a tour guide. "It's a good place to live, the kids are easy to get along with, well as long as you don't get between Kitty, Victoria and the cable tv in the mornings." He added with a smile as he remembered back to being forced to watch that stupid musical. Conner stopped walking and gestured to the door. "And here's the prof's office. I'll be in the kitchen if you need anything, it's just down that hall and to the left then follow the smell of burnt food." He said.
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 11:15 pm
Shandra walked down the main staircase of the place, trying to remember exactly where the kitchen was. She hadn't been in the Institute long, just maybe a week, and the place sometimes overwhelmed her. It was sad, she reflected as she walked around, it should have been easier to memorize by doing it over and over again but for some reason she got a better idea of things when combining experience with reading or seeing a picture.
Without any more qualms, other than the natural one about the cold, in her mind she made her way into the place that would hold her meal. She opened the fridge, figuring that she was probably "invisible" right now as the others in the room hadn't noticed her yet, and pulled out a package of strawberries. She walked over to the blender and dumped them in with some ice and milk as well, making herself a natural styled smoothie.
She didn't keep a hold of the blender so the noise was free to be received by anyone's ears. Shandra wondered if they'd notice, or if they were too far into their own little world to really care.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 1:48 pm
X-men? What?
Becca shifted slightly, wondering if there were some sort of requirement, such as being male, to being here. Before she could ask what he did here, he went on, leading her to a door.
“Thank you, Conner,” she said with a smile. This mutant wasn’t so bad, perhaps this professor guy wouldn’t be too bad either.
Becca turned, knocking on the door as apprehension began to seep into her. She grasped the knob with a slightly sweaty hand, pushing it open.
“Hello?” she said, peeking in.
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2008 4:57 am
Marcus groaned and got up out of bed. He hated winter...mostly because of the cold. He moved stiffly out of his cool room and into the hall. "Oh man...." He groaned. The one problem with having his body composition was that if it got to cold his body actually started to solidify and freeze. He didn't freeze solid but it was a damn uncomfortable experience and left him stranded in whatever form he happened to be in at the given time. As he walked by the bathroom he shut the door so the heat would build up Markus would give it ten minutes before going in to soak up the head and loosen up all the way. "Good afternoon." He said with a half wave to the people in the brotherhood kitchen as he rotated his shoulders a bit to help loosen them up.
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