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 Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 10:40 am
“Is this guy serious?” she thought “well, seems like it.”
She didn’t want to have to hurt him, but she thought that this would be an excellent opportunity to show him how powerful she was. So she pointed to a power line, and concentrated upon it…electricity started flowing towards her. She absorbed the large amount of energy, and when she considered it was enough, she concentrated all that power into one powerful electric blast which she pointed directly at him. She watched as he was sent flying about 5 meters away. She looked at him in horror; she didn’t know she had that much juice in her. She ran towards him and falling to the ground beside his fuming body. He wasn’t moving…. She screamed “DEADPOOL! ARE YOU ALRIGHT? DEADPOOL!” She was terrified.....had she killed him?
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:06 pm
-Deadpool blinked a couple times and sat up. Giving a slight cough that sent a small cloud of smoke out of his mask he stood and dusted himself off-
"That was...shocking. Don't worry about me, Storm's hit me with more juice than that before. Of course nothing's gonna taste right for a couple days, but I'll be fine. I think I know someone who may be able to help you."
-he places a hand on her shoulder and teleports to the top of a building-
"This is where I tell you to hang on tight. Unless you know how to fly."
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:28 pm
She had no idea what just happened, all she knew was that she felt very dizzy.
When she realized where she was, she staggered, how did they get on top of that building?.
“What do you mean hang on tight? Where are you taking me?”
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 12:44 pm
"I mean hang on tight, I can't have you falling to your death while we get across the city, and we are going to see a friend of mine...well, not so much friend, he's more of a person who really doesn't like me, but harbors and extreme fondess for psychos. You may know him as Iron Man. He probably has the technology to help you control that lightning."
-Deadpool peers over the edge of the building and across the road to the next, then grabs Luminara in what appears to be a hug-
"Bear hug!!"
-They teleport across the road to the next building then quickly down the rooftops towards the college-
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 1:26 pm
She didn’t understand what he was talking about, but it seemed he knew what he was saying. She trusted him, although they had just met. She felt herself slightly blushing when he hugged her. Then, in the next minute she realized they weren’t on top of that building anymore…..they were in front of NYU.
“What are we doing here? And who is Iron Man? How could he possibly help me?”
She was more confused than ever. But she knew one thing……she hated teleporting.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 2:13 pm
-Deadpool looked at her in slight confusion-
"You don't know who Iron Man is? He's the leader of the Avengers Worldwide! Once Cap America went missing Iron Man took over. As for you, I haven't seen that much green since Spidey asked me to help with Green Goblin. You feelin alright?"
-Deadpool wraps his arms around Luminara and heads up the steps to the school-
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 2:33 pm
She felt her face warm when Deadpool wrapped his arms around her…that didn’t help very much, since she was already feeling pretty nauseous from all the teleporting.
“I never used to follow the super-hero news! I always thought it was kinda annoying….. Some acted like they were freakin’ super stars! So I just ignored them.”
She felt like she was going to puke, she kept it in though.
“So, what about you? You a super hero too?”
She felt so sick, she couldn’t hold it anymore, and she puked all over…including on Deadpool.
"Sorry"
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 2:42 pm
-Deadpool didn't seem to notice he had just been barfed on-
"Some of us do act like pompous windbags, its sad but true. Yes I am a superhero, well, I like to think I am. Don't worry about me wearing your lunch there, it's happened before, it'll happen again."
-he looks down at her face and finally notices her blushing-
"Why is your face so red? Getting a fever?"
-he draws a katana and swipes the vomit off his costume then quickly resheathes the sword-
"C'mon there should be a nurse here."
-Deadpool opens the door and let's Luminara in-
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:02 pm
Behind the door, however, was no nurse, but a classroom full of students, and in front, a tall man, with dark hair and a mustache. He looked very elegant, and had the face of a very intelligent man. She saw him give them a startled look, first looking at Deadpool, then at her.
She didn’t like having so many eyes on her, she looked up at Deadpool, and could swear that he was smiling under the mask.
“I don’t see any nurse here!”
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 3:58 pm
Deadpool! This is an odd surprise. To what do I owe this honor?
-Tony steps to Deadpool hand extended-
"Oh hi Tony! Um...is your metallic friend around? We have a new recruit!"
-Deadpool nudges Luminara forward-
"She packs a wallop with some eledtrifying powers if you get my drift."
-Deadpool leans down next to Luminara-
"Go ahead and say hi, he won't bite...I think."
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 4:07 pm
She looked the man straight in the eye, and said slowly: “Hello! I’m Luminara…sorry for interrupting your class, Deadpool said Iron Man can help me learn to control my powers. Can he?” She looked at him hopefully.
She then looked back at Deadpool, he was also looking at Tony.
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Posted: Sat Feb 03, 2007 4:10 pm
((Is it the same night?))
A gunshot made Traci jump up from her sleep, bumping her head on the top of the tube.
"Ah! ********!" Traci shouted as she put pressure on her forehead and laid back down in the red tube. The gunshot she had heard was distant, and after a few minutes, she could hear the sirens already headed to the scene to investigate.
The bump on the head wasn't going to help Traci go back to sleep, so she decided not to try. She scooted out of the tube and stood up, looking around at the empty playground. Her eyes fell onto a man on the other side, headed in her direction a bit suspiciously.
Great... she thought to herself as she bundled up in her sweater and began to head in the opposite direction.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 8:36 am
Coffee cupped in hand, Storm sipped at its uber warmth and looked around. She'd found herself wandering somewhere by the NYU. She'd seen, whome she thought, would be a familiar face. Only they weren't alone. There was something about this other. Shrugging to herself, she headed into the building casually, occassionally peeking inside the classrooms. Until she found someone inside that she knew would be familiar, with that unidentified girl by his side. Swaying her hips as normal as she walked, she stood in the doorway, raising her eyebrow.
"Is this a party or can I join?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 1:15 pm
Logan was walking the streets of NYC, cigar in his mouth. The battle with the 'oversized punk with a god complex' knocked him down for a bit, but he looks none the worse for wear. As he is wandering the streets of Manhattan, his nose picks up something. Sniff, sniff, sniff. He smelt o-zone and burnt rock, but the sky was clear. Maybe the tin man can help out a little bit, and I know where he is, Logan says to himself. He makes his way towards NYU, searching for the classroom when he spies a woman with white hair. "I never figgre'd you for the bookwormin' type, Storm," he said, walking down the hall. "Been standin' there long or is this an open discussion?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 1:41 pm
Traci glanced back as she walked down the sidewalk, still seeing that the man was following her. She sped up her pace a little, not enough to look suspicious of anything, but enough to try and put a little distance between her and him.
"What do you want..." Traci whispered to herself, but the question was mostly directed toward her follower. She took a few turns on different streets to see if he was going to keep up behind her, and she found that he was indeed trailing her.
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