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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 4:03 pm
Penance licked her lips and thought a moment about Jacen's behavior. They held back nothing especially when asked. Whatever he was keeping secret was either something he was afraid to share or something he was forbidden to share. The latter was her assumption seeing his behavior and his company. Penance poked her head back into the kitchen.
"Ladies and Porter, meet us in the garage around eight if you really want to go. Don't worry, I think I was younger than the both of you the first time I got to go," Penance winked and headed off to get changed herself. She was definately not in going out clothes.
Not really caring about what was going on in the Institute at the moment, she ignored most of the conversation and comotion going on. SHe did hear the word baby a few times... and thought to herself We don't have enough craziness around this joint... and now there's a baby? She wondered for a second who's it was and then wondered if Scott finally knocked up Jean. It wasn't her business so she went on her way.
Before going to her room, she peeked her head into Jacen's after he had gotten out of the shower, "You really should lock the door."
"Well, most people knock," He said and put his shirt on.
Penance shook her head in agreement, "I just wanted to say one thing and then I'm getting changed."
"What's that?"
"I won't askyou about whatever it is you're doing again. Just promise whatever you're doing you come back alive from it and I don't have to go rescue your a**," She smiled innocently and left his room to go get herself ready.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 6:43 pm
"Well, you can certainly count me in." Teagan said, grinning broadly as she jumped off the counter again. She ran a hand through her hair before walking out of the kitchen, waving her hand in the air as a sign of "goodbye" to everyone who was still in there.
She walked slowly up the stairs, thinking of what'd she could wear. She wasn't in what she considered going out clothes. She'd probably just grab some boots, pants and a halter top, but she considered that better than a baggy t-shirt and faded old jeans. She shrugged slightly, walking down the hall to her room.
She let out a long, exaggerated sigh as she flopped down on her bed and looked out the window. She shook her hair out of her face. "That's it. Haircut. Tomorrow." She growled to herself before starting to get ready for the night ahead.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 6:49 pm
Wanda ignored Sasha's plea but not without feeling her heart squeezed a little. She saw people going after her. Quickly she turned on herself, raised a hand and the corridor was blocked by a wall that suddenly grew out of the ground. She didn't have time to play around so without any hesistation, she used her powers to create a quick and safe escape route out of the mansion. Within seconds, she was already outside and flew away, toward the coast.
Sorry Freya but this new fly trick you taught me will serve me well.
Her plan wasn't to act like her father. She didn't want to strip her niece from her family. All she wanted, no matter how selfish she knew she was, was to hurt Pietro. She never believed his excuses because she never thought he could be serious.
Since she just learned how to use her powers to make her fly, she couldn't fly very high. Just enough to cover her tracks and not be fish bait. Plus, she didn't want to take any risk with her niece in her arms.
"Before they catch on me, I need to tell you something, Anastasia," she started with a kind voice. "Never believe your father. He is too much like your grandfather. Love him but give him a hard time for me. Don't let him do things you don't want to do. He's a bit insane. Just like me I guess."
She paused, feeling strangely sad.
"After what I just did...I thought we'll see each other again. But that's ok. I know your mother will protect you and take good care of you. Always obey her. She has more common sense than your father. As for me... You can make up your own opinion. I won't hate you no matter what you decide."
Feeling she was starting to lose control, she landed on a deserted frozen beach about 15 miles from the mansion. Worried the baby might catch a cold, Wanda removed her coat and wrapped Anastasia in it.
"It's only a question of time now..."
Freya looked without any emotion the Wanda's pursuers crash into the metal wall she created. Then she felt a big hand on her shoulder that forced her to turn around. It was Beast and he didn't seem very happy. He was yelling at her but she wasn't listening. After he finished, she put back her happy-go-lucky mask.
"Don't worry," she said with a wink. "The baby is quite safe in her hands. If you think Wanda is going to hurt Anastasia then you are a complete fool," she said with a dangerous angry look. "Don't you see?" she said to Pietro and Sasha. "She did it to hurt her twin brother the only way she thought it would REALLY hurt him. Not physically but by doing what Magneto has done: take her away from her family. I bet she's curious to see what your reaction will be, Pietro. It will all depend on you now. Your decision will make her see if you are worthy of her forgiveness or not. I think the choice is quite easy but can you do it right?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 6:58 pm
Gen smiled a bit back at him. "I like that name. Tetsuo... Very japanese... I think my roots are somewhere in Russia, but I can't really be sure."
She saw Teagan head back to their room and wondered just what was going on. She looked back to Tetsuo and held herself steady. She desperately wanted to just run but at the same time talk to him. "So where are you from, originally? Florida..." she said, almost shyly.
Regina watched Penny head out, wondering just what was going on between her and jacen. "Would you mind terribly if I tailed Penny and did a little bit of catch up with her?"
"Not at all. I know you and her need to talk." Porter replied, squeezing her hand. "I'll go talk to Scott about living arrangments for you now that you're an employed person here."
"Thanks." giving him a quick kiss on the cheek, she headed after Penny and flopped on the mess of clothes on the bed, that seemed to have exploded from the closet. "Lord... you don't waste any time do you?" she teased.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:04 pm
"That b***h....." Cathy's colorful vocabulary came out as she got up. she was livid and swore for a good minute without repeating herself. "I don't care what he does...if I get both of my hands on her I'm going to strangle her!!" She snarled. "She better hope to hell that I never catch her alone somewere..." Despite how angry she was now....her threats were empty....she was just venting steam.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:37 pm
Kidd saw this blue scaley boy talking to a girl. she desperately wanted to talk to him. but all of her approaches of other students hadn't gone so well. they all ended up with the students awkwardly leaving. kidd saw the boy, Teagan the girl call him, hold out a prostatic arm. it was made of metal. should I start an attempt at a conversation? why not nothing better to do. kidd ,moved to join the boy and girl, but stopped maybe after he'd ending him conversation with the girl if she intruded now it might seem rude.
((sorry I'm trying))
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 7:56 pm
(Tetsuo still hasn't moved...and he isnt furry...he is a "raptor-boy"...go look at the picture link in his bio...>.<)
Tetsuo smiled slightly when she mention that his name sounded Japanese. "Well...I was named after a character in a movie that my step-father loved...Ironic that that character had a metal arm too." He said with a slight laugh, looking at the false arm. He noticed that she seemed to want to leave. "I'm sorry, am I keeping you from something?" He asked, leaning his head slightly to one side.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 8:14 pm
Pietro turned an icy look toward Freya. "If I found out you knew about this before it happened, you're going to want to stay VERY far away from me." He then reached over, and touched Sasha's cheek. "Dont' worry," he said, "I'll get her back."
Pietro casually walked over to the wall that Wanda had erected, and lacking his usual cockiness, revealed that his powers were back. His steel-reinforced artificial arm punched the wall several thousand times in a second, the force of the impact causing it to collapse as if it were aluminum foil. He then raced outside, following the warped architecture of the mansion indicating Wanda's escape. From there, it had seemed as though she'd somehow taken to flight. However, Pietro had been trained in how to approach almost every single form of mutant, one fo the few things he could thank his father for. Most flyers were quite undetectable, as almost all of them used natural abilities or natural phenomenon to take to the skies. Wanda, however, flew by distorting reality. As such, her path was marked by small, but very out of place things. A tree whose truck seemed to be twisted like a corkscrew. A patch of grass that had turned pink. Dice growing out of stems like flowers. It took a careful eye, but it left a definite trail.
After a few minutes, Pietro had finally managed to follow one "clue" after another. He heard the crashing waves, and felt the frigid shoreline winds cut into his skin. And there, standing in the center, was Wanda. She was wearing her trademark red goth wear, though her dark red cloak was wrapped around the baby. She was holding the child solemnly, waiting. Pietro swallowed hard, and approached... not quite sure yet what he was going to say...
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 8:17 pm
((Sighs. Looks likes things are going well, so much for Kris meeting everyone plesantly..Ponders. Wait, he hasn't interacted with anyone yet. Sob. gonk )) His arms resting on his legs, his body slouched, Kris stares down at the couch cussion between his legs. He'd managed to avoid more conflict with Emma, and had headed for the Rec. room for a nap. Sleep had come easily, giving him dreams of his childhood daily life, filled with school, his parrents and martial arts training. It was with the training that his dream had darkened. He remembered his last sword spar with his teacher. He'd been sirring, the pillow he'd been sleeping on had been bunched up. THe dreams ended in a spray of blood, Kris waking up. Now, here he is, sorting himself out. Looking down at the couch, he groans, then stands, looking at his handywork. To call the couch a couch wouldn't be right. It wasn't much of a couch now. Walking around it to get the full extend of the damage, he swears quietly. The couch was now full of holes; not small little holes of ware and tear, but two inch round holes in it's back, bottom, sides and cussions. Sighing, he sits on the couch again, which creeks dangerously.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 8:38 pm
Gen shook her head quickly. "Oh no it's not that. I just wondered what my roommate was running off so quickly for. I haven't got anything to do today, at least not that I know of. What about you? Maybe want a tour of this huge school and mansion?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 8:54 pm
Freya rolled her eyes and watched Pietro go. "If I could get a dollar for every person who throws their anger on me because of my knowledge, I would be the richest person of the planet." She looked at Sasha and sighed. "I guess we'll have to go after they settle their differences aside huh?"
"Stop it right there," Wanda told him as she held out her hand. Pietro stopped and both twins stared at each other in silence. Wanda finally broke that silence. "So...you have found the courage to save your child, to face me but you never had the GUTS to go againts our own father." She was keeping Anastasia jealously in her arms. The little girl was still giggling, no really aware of the crisis at hand.
"My opinion about you was already right. You never cared about me. Just like father. But you care enough about a stranger. What's the difference between me and her? None. We are both linked to you by blood. And still, you rather risk your neck for her than for me."
No explosion. No earthquake. Wanda was saying all this in complete control of herself. She was serene and calm. Maybe too much...
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 8:55 pm
"Well...I don't even have my own room yet...." He said, turning and looking down the hall behind him. "That sounds like a good idea..."
(wow...short and craptastic....)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 4:56 am
OOC: Jenn, feel free to bring Gen too. Arpeguis, most people usually ifind a room that needs an occupant and claims it as their own. Feel free smile Okay, caught up I think.
IC:
"Me, waste time?" Penance said and laughed pulling something out of her closet. She turned back to Regina, "I'm sorry I haven't been around much today."
"No, I understand."
Penance attempted to change into one of her corset like tops but couldn't quite reach the last hook. Regina shook her head and fixed it for her in a laugh. Penance looked over her shoulder, "How are things with you and Mr. Porter? I assume well enough."
"I was going to ask you the same, actually."
Penance decided not to mention that Jacen was hiding something. It nagged at her a bit, but it wouldn't soon enough. She wasn't one to dwell on things and she was trying very hard not to at the moment, "Better than I anticipated. There are small moments of weirdness... but that's to be expected. It has been a year... for me, it seems like yesterday. But even still, Jacen has ensured that nothing's changed... which is good because all of this is hard enough to deal with."
She put on her finishing touches and waited for Regina, "So where did Jonothan disappear to for the past year?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 6:37 am
Rachael was also getting changed. Her task was a bit tougher. "Come were did I put the stupid thing..." She groweled as she rifled through her desk looking for that hacked ID that Cathy had made for her when they had gone out for her birthday. Sadly that trip got interupted so she never got to use it....but she'd get to try it out tonight. "HA!" She said producing it with a smile.
"In other words you knew this was going to happen." Cathy said looking at her. "And perhaps if you weren't quiet so....smuggly superior with your attitude then you might not get as much flack from people as you do. Most of us don't have access to the information that you do...the least you could do for us is not rub that into our faces." She said in a dry tone. "Just answer me one thing...." "The baby will be fine" Freya said before Cathy could even ask that question. "Will you let me ask my questions first please?" Cathy said in a pained tone. "I know you already knew it was coming but could you at least humor me?" Then true to form. "I need a drink...." She looked at freya. "...And you're coming with me...." For no apparent reason she wanted to drag Freya along. "If Pietros' derranged sister wants in on this than all the more power to her....I'm buying...." Inconsistancy at its best.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 6:59 am
Regina and Penance continued their conversation out the door. She slipped her only peices of plastic she needed in her pants pocket. Penance poked her head into Rachael's room, "Don't worry too much about that. Harry's cool as long as we don't cause a problem. Feel free to bring anybody else who wants to come. Porter and I will be driving."
"Emma would be jealous of the wardrobe," Regina poked Penance in the side.
She shrugged, "Do you know how long it's been since this body wasn't covered in head to toe black garb? I need to let my skin breathe." Not that her gear was out of her usual gamut of clothing. Hip hugging black pants, boots, and some top that showed more skin that one should. Truely, she didn't do it because she knew she had a body for it. She did it because of her mutant abilities. More skin showing had more senses for her and she could keep up on her environment. Xavier never could convince her to cover up more for battle and she hated when she had to wear armor. Penance couldn't help but be a strategic thinker at all times.
Grabbing her keys off a key rack in the kitchen, she waited to see who would show up for a ride to the bar, "Maybe we should invite Jamie and Morgan? The old Alpha team reunites."
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