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 Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 7:35 pm
He nods, smiling slightly, taking the card. "It sounds great, if it's the same show that all my students are talking about, then I better keep this quiet." Nodding again, he half turns, before a thought strikes him. "and speaking of students and bastards, I will see your manager and raise you about 40 little shits that need alot of sense drumed into them" He gives another smile, a little fuller. "Be sure to take care of yourself, if my students find out anything abou what happened, I won't be able to teach." He turns, walking a little, before turning and waving. "Chears," He calls, before turning and heading for his car.
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 8:30 pm
"You win" she says as she rolls up her window. Her limmo rolls out of view.
She sits tring to figure out what that girls problem was, who she was...She decides she will wait and see if anything happenes at her show. Now that she new this girl could generat the strong force to go along her loud and shrewd voice. Next time she will raise the intency of the light and make a concussive force herslef.
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Posted: Tue Oct 04, 2005 9:13 pm
He had returned home, made himself a nice dinner, and researched the woman he had met, for althought he pretended to about her, he had no idea. Now that he did, he leans back, staring at the ceiling. He'd gotten the phone-number of an international celebrity. "...." Thinking about how life was full of surpises, he memorizes the number before reaching for 'Republic,' and burrying himself in it.
After a while, he goes to bed, thinking about the events that had transpiered that day. "....." Ther were two options, A) It was two flash bombs, one for sound, the other noise. B) Something else, not an explosion happened, that caused it, but what? The word mutant flitters into his head, and he notes it. Never rule out anything unless it's impossible, and even then, remember it. "..." Closing his eyes, he drifts off the sleep, enjyoing the idea of how he has something so many his students want, and purely by accident.
What a wonderful world. ((Gtg, night.))
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2005 11:46 am
Todat had been a good day for him, his students had participated nicely and done what they had been told to do, giving him much less work. Now at home, he trains. Doing a handstand, he does body push-ups, bringing his nose close to the ground, the farther away, repeating this many times.
Durring each 'up' part. his wallet becomes looser and loser from his back pocket, until it plops down beside him, the card he had been give sticking out. "....." He might as well, so why not? Pushing up with his arms, he backflip to the standing position, reaching for his cell phone.
As he dials, he wonders what he can say that won't be increadibly dull or uninteresting. Perhaps just listening would be his best bet. He would have fewer chances to say something stupid.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2005 6:58 pm
Multiplier, hearing sounds of a commotion in the kitchen, leaves the hallway and enter the kitchen, to find himself in the middle of something, he wasn't very sure of. He had arrived recently, and didn't know everyone. "....." Uncharacteristily, he doesn't go with his first idea, to interupt. Insead, he settles on leaning against the door frame, providing silent muscle to a stituation that might not want, and or need to.
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2005 7:02 pm
((.... Writes on little pad. Note to self, don't post so much and make yourself look creepy and have no life....))
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2005 9:27 pm
"uhh.. umm ok?" Confused he walked to the door way. "Now would be a good time since I just got here. Im not one to settle down time" He smiled with a hidden truth behind it. He wanted to get to know the building. Door ways, exits, ways he could get out, where most of the other's spent there time.
"Do you know how many students are currently going to the institute. Any one I should pay particular attention to?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 05, 2005 9:31 pm
Sneaking through the darkness, onc emore, the women heads towards a large class case. Inside is crown adorned with diamonds, rubies, and other precious jewls. As she gets clser, she begins to humm softly, causing the cameras to pick up nothig but static.
She then intisifies it softly, allowing her to since the infared sensors. Sh floats into teh air, and begins to acrobatically move inbetween open air, finally face to face with teh crown. She lets out a short High pitched scream. The pitch is high, human ears unable to pick it up. The glass casing falls to fine peices, never leaving the pedistol.
She reaches her gloved hand over and grabs the crown She lefts it up, and the lack of wait sounds an alarm. The room isflushed with red. The women flies higer into the air. She heres the feet of the gaurds. She knows they will have a headach the moment they walk in, as she sets a humm of the same pitch as before.
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 3:36 pm
Markus slouched in the parlor of his new appartment and decided he needed a hobby. He would have stayed at the brotherhood manor, but the presance of several large rats in the basement and the contence of the refrigerator turned him off to that idea. So he had spent the last few days securing an apartment in a quiet section of town to crash at. He left them a note telling them to call him if they needed him for anything. He decided that he needed some entertainment, heading outside he watched as police cars went speeding by. "Wonder where they're off to in such a hurry."
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 5:01 pm
Kyocho "uhh.. umm ok?" Confused he walked to the door way. "Now would be a good time since I just got here. Im not one to settle down time" He smiled with a hidden truth behind it. He wanted to get to know the building. Door ways, exits, ways he could get out, where most of the other's spent there time. "Do you know how many students are currently going to the institute. Any one I should pay particular attention to?" "That's no problem..." She glanced at Rose and gave her a quick hug before she left. ((Sorry for taking so long on that.)) "Take care!" She turned back to him. "At least a dozen more or less, the numbers change as people come and go...and the people to listen to are the older students and coucelers...that and Professer Xavier..." "And me...I'm...." scream "WILL YOU CAN IT ALREADY!!!!" She sighed. "Sorry bout that..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 6:04 pm
Raze had since returned from the mall, his wallet quite a bit lighter than it was when he left. He had several bags clutched in his hands, and with some difficulty, dragged them to his room. Fortunately, it had been cleared out by now, and so he was able to use it. Dropping the bags off in his room, he headed back downstairs to the kitchen, to get something to eat. Mall food courts were great, but it was much better for you to eat something that wasn't deep-fried.
Humming "Don't Stop Me Now" by Queen, he set about making the greatest sandwich ever made. Placing the ingredients on the bread like he was creating a work of art, his meal was slowly assembled. Lettuce, turkey, roast beef, ham, salami, swiss cheese, pickles, and a sprinkling of salt and pepper, all on rye bread. It as truly a god among sandwiches. And that sandwich god was completely gone in about three and a half minutes.
"I need to film this one day. Make a step by step video for the perfect sandwich," he chuckled to himself, as he cleaned up his "work space".
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 9:26 pm
Cloudkicker Hey, thanks for doing what you did back there, I... I appreciate it. Do you have a name, or do I call you 'my savior?'"John chuckled. "John. John's the name. But people call me Pyro. Either one will do. Seeing as you aren't surprised about the fact that I set most of the guys on fire, I take it your a mutant also. Well if it's true then I've got a couple of options for you. The first one is to join up with the people I hang out with. We call ourselves The Brotherhood of Mutants. I'll give you a warning, the house isn't in top condition, one of the things I'll be taking care of this week, but to live in it we have only one thing we care about. How you feel about your powers, and humans." "Now you don't have to be as crazy as I am, and go around killing everyone, but you do have to be able to attack someone if need be. If you are willing to show you powers with pride and able to fight against humans who try to put you down, then we're the group to be with. But if you're under the impression, that they deserve sympathy, then I'll need to take you somewhere else." "If you do want to live with us then I'll take you there after I finish my business I can take you there, but if you don't want to do it then you're free to go your own way. It's all up to you." John turned around and faced her. "So what would you like to do. We can go our seprate ways, or we can hang and I'll show the place I live at." Kate thought for a moment before answering the questions. "Yes, I am a mutant, my father was known as 'Angel', or something like that here in the States. Although I'm not sure about attacking anyone outright, humans shouldn't get away without punishment. It's too bad stupidity isn't a crime, they would be proven guilty in any court of law." She smiled, thinking about this opportunity. "I'm not ashamed to show my powers, but I'll give you a warning of my own. I'm extremely shy sometimes, so don't get offended if I don't say anything for a few days." Kate wasn't sure about this still. "I'll go with you, but a few questions first. Who else lives where you do? Is it truely safe? I mean, I'm from England, but even I've heard of the Brotherhood. They don't seem to be well favoured in opinions."
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 10:24 pm
"It's ok. Well can we go on that tour now" He began to sound more desperate and anxious. He was practically pushing her out the door. He darted out his room and down the stairs.
"Come on lets go" He yelled up the stairs. He gazed around down the halls, around the room. "Hmm....Well this place aint to bad. But I wonder what that girls problem is butting into our conversation" Ran through his mind.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 8:41 am
The gaurds walk in, and at first they only seem somewhat effected, shking their heads her and their. But soon they where on the ground, or running out the door. Being in her dark colors, against the dark background of the roof, she was never seen. She turns and screams a small beam that cuts throught he roof allowing her to accend to the air.
The roof peice falls to teh ground. It hits and shatteres, bathing the gaurds on teh gorund in plaster.
Ali was at her hotel, in one of the presidental suits. She was out looking the view of the town. The flashing lights of the local bars and pups, luminate teh night sky. She is wearong a translucent silken robe, with a slip underneath it. The fuzzled trim of the arm are crossed over each other, as the wind bellow the opened robe.
A bird flies by chirping, but the sound is rather abosorbed into Alis body for later use. She turns from the platue like structure and shut the doors leading their. She lays on her bead, her gaurds scattered allready the hotel. She closes her eyes, as her cellphone rings.
She stays in plce but only opens her eyes. She hates the ring of the phone. The ring begins to lluminate into many brilliant flashes as she walks to the phone. She flips open her flip phone and puts it against her ear. "Hello..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 6:20 pm
"Man, it's soooo boring here!" Raze mumbled to himself as he lay stretched out on one of the couches, his head hanging upside down off of it. Righting himself again, he wandered off to his room to unpack and put away the stuff he had bought earlier. Quickly changing into his new black shirt, he slipped on the new vest he bought, and secured his gloves on his hands. The rest of the items were quickly stashed in their respective drawers, and Raze was soon back down the hallway.
"I'm going out. Don't know where, but I just need to get out of here," he mumbled, as he stepped out the front door. Putting his headphones in his ears, he tapped the "Play" button on the mini-computer clipped to his belt, and hopped on his skateboard.
Within about fifteen minutes, he skidded to a stop outside a rather run-down looking mansion. He could tell from it that at one point it had been a rather expensive and lavish home, but years of negligence had caused it to fall into disrepair. Flipping his board up into his arms, he walked up to the door, and rapped the knocker on the slightly rotting wood.
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