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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 2:24 pm
Oniongirl "That's it, you're a dead man!"
Damion had finally taken it one step too far. All day Lance had put up with his 'brilliant' little cheap shots, mostly ignoring them in the hopes that he would just go away. Or spontaneously combust. Unfortunantly, (for Damion at least) the flames kept coming which meant that Lance got to take set the boy straight. He had said the wrong thing to the wrong person and now he was going to pay for it.
Before anyone could say or do otherwise, the ground was quaking beneath the pale teen's feet. Soft, almost lazily at first, but then, Lance put the juice on. Right hand outstretched, the elder teen gritted his teeth and concentrated hard on the earth beneath Damion. It quivered even harder before shooting five feet in the air and tilting at a 43 degree angle beneath him. Lance smirked, if that didn't teach the boy to lay off the wise-a** comments, then...well...he hoped everyone was ready to attend a funeral. Julianna could smell the smoke before the fire hit so to speak. Damion seemed to have a serious attitude and respect problem. Lance had serious anger management issues. That combination was as potent as a lit match near a stick of dynamite. She watched in amazement as Lance sent Damion for a nice ride. "Remind me never to get you angry." She said after the ground had stopped shaking.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 5:25 pm
{Moving right along...}
Having finally arrived in the garage, the only question left was which car to take. Raze's eyes immediately shot towards a red convertible, but was soon shot down by Morgan.
"Nooooo way. That's Scott's car. Unless you are completely suicidal, that one is off limits. He WILL take off his shades to you if you touch it. Believe me, you don't want that to happen," Morgan explained.
"Since there's a reasonable group of us, I'd suggest... that one," he said, pointing to the large jeep parked off to the side. "And I know you're there, you two," he said, turning ang giving a sideways glance towards to the two people attempting to sneak along.
"Vell, vat did you expect? You vere going to leave vithout us!" Kurt protested. "Yeah! You know we've got to be there," Kitty chimed in.
"Fine. Victoria, do you have any problems with them coming along?" he asked, turning to the girl whose idea this was.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 5:42 pm
Victoria sighed and looked solemnly at the candy apple red convertible. She was with Raze, taking that sweet-a** car out for a ride would have been her first choice, but sadly, it was out of the question. Apparently, it was owned by Scott who, given his up-tight personality would probably have fit if they just looked at it two hard without his permission. He'd probably kill them all if they borrowed it. And then, hide the bodies.
So, another mode of transportation was chosen. A jeep. Tacky, and not nearly as fly as the convertible, but it didn't matter too much. After all, they were all so cool, it didn't matter if they showed up in a cardboard box.
"Sure, why not." Said Victoria, shrugging in response to Morgan's question. Two more mutants - one's she hadn't met - apparently wanted to tag along for the ride of the century.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 6:45 pm
"Woohooo!!" Kurt exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air. "Oh, I'm Kurt, by the vay. Kurt Vagner," he said, introducing himself to the new people. Then, it was back to party-mode, as he 'ported himself and Kitty into the Jeep. "Alright, everyone in," Morgan said, sliding into the driver's seat. He flicked down the sun visor above the dash, letting the keys fall with a soft clink into his palm.
"So, where to?" he said to Victoria, starting the vehicle and pressing the button on the garage door remote.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 7:03 pm
Victoria hopped into the front seat as everyone else was ordered to file into the into the back of the jeep. The two younger party-goers being the first ones in.
"I'm Victoria," she said, acknowledging the foreign boy with a small wave as she buckled herself into the X-Jeep. "Call me 'Vicky' only if you enjoy cheating death." She followed up the half-serious comment with a small, fiendish smile as she peered at Kurt in the rear-view mirror. Judging by the wide-eyed horror that was in his face, he fully believed it.
"Dunno," said Victoria as the jeep rumbled beneath them. She figured, since this whole 'kids night out' thing was her idea, she got to call the shots, which was fine, except she hardly knew where anything was in the town. Except for the school, that was. "Just start drivin'. I'll know where to stop when I see it."
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 7:20 pm
"Alright, then we're off. Keep your arms, legs, wings, tail, and all other appendages, inside the vehicle at all times. We don't want to have to stich anybody back together," Morgan said, stepping lightly on the gas, and easing the Jeep out of the garage, and onto the long, winding path down to the front gates, which opened at their approach.
Into the downtown area of Bayville the Jeep went, with Morgan being sure to steer clear of the seedier areas. After all, most of the other passengers were under age.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 7:21 pm
Quote: Over the next few hours, the good Doctor Beast preformed various tests in an attempt to solve Kidd's rather troublesome problem. Simple tests first, such as vision and reflexes only to have them followed by more unconventional ones. Vital signs were checked, of course, and Kidd had a clean bill of health. Ignoring the fact that her powers were going hay-wall, that is. It was as if some unknown event triggered this change. Change? Perhaps, all this wasn't a change at all. Maybe, whole thing was simply a release of what that there all along. Like a dam or blockade being suddenly removed, Kidd's potential of power was exploding unexpectedly in front of them. If his thesis was correct, all that that was needed was to replace the blockades until she could handle her true powers. "I'VE GOT IT!!" The blue Doctor stood up, beaming as he made his conclusion. Realizing hat everyone was probably looking at him like he had lost his mind, Dr. McCoy coughed once person speaking in the calm, measured tone he was used to. "Pardon me Miss. Wendon," said Beast putting down his clip board, "but I believe I know how to help you know." He smiled once again before heading toward the door. Assuming he was right in his diagnosis and in the solution, he would need the professors help on this one. Kidd nodded to the doc as she ran out of the room happy then a clam. She lay in her frosted hospital bed. she'd regained some of her awareness but not all. he clothes were now encrusted with ice, and he was exhausted from all of the doc's test and her ordeal. she looked over and smiled at Darius, who was in the chair next to her bed. ((i think, not sure, if thats god modding I'M SOOOO SORRY. PM ME AND I'LL CHANGE THE POST))
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 3:33 am
Damion knew that Lance was unstable buit he did not think that he could possibly be this unstable. He had after all called every other member of the brotherhood an ideot imediately before Damion had called him one. So Knowing the danger of Lance and his powers Damion did the only thing he knew how to do in a battle situation. He shot down into his more battle prown form: A 0 demensional shadow on the ground that Lance was trying to control. With any luck at all he hoped Lance hadn't been expecting that. After all, he was not even sure whether or not Lance had ever seen Damion's powers before.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 7:57 am
Valerie growled slightly, the party was being ruined by two boys, one who couldnt keep his mouth shut! And one who had serious anger problems. Getting up from the ground she walked over to Lance carefully which was hard with the ground shaking beneath
"Lance stop being a moron and just calm down....a higher man would!"
She said in a matter of factly voice, letting herself turn into her water form, it was better safe than staying human and getting hurt. folding her liquid arms over her chest she waited for the two to calm down. She still wasnt scared of Lance's powers but she was slowly learning just how well controlled he was with them, like herself he could weild an element like a spare limb.
"As much as I'd love to see the cocky thing get smushed, I'd rather carry on with this party and not have to arrange a funeral thank you very much!"
she said in a serious tone. Mizu watched her from his seated posistion hoping she wasnt going to waste more energy stopping the two boys from fighting each other over a lame comment.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 9:06 am
When Mori had finaly made peace with herself about staying in the room....
"I wonder if any of the ones I meet has anger management issues..." She smiled at the thought since she had been put in a mentl institute becuse of her lack of controll with her emotions, every one she had meet that knew about her power thought that she would be down to earth, happy and all goddy goddy, well they sure got a shock everytime Mori lost it.
She sighed as she sat down on the floor and started to unpack the final bag which contained her cloths and the picture of her mom and dad togheter, when she had got the cloths out of the way and held to photograpf in her hand sshe smiled alittle and stroke the tip of her finger over her moms smiling face. Mori knew she looked like her mother, same eyes and body structure, same face, the only thing that didnt match her mothers face was the hint of happines and the smile on her mothesr face. When Mori looked in a mirror all she could see was green empty eyes that held no emotions what so ever and she hardly never smiled unless she feelt that she had to...
"I wish I had been able to get to know you better or if you were still alive, maybe then... dad wouldnt hate me so much..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 1:42 pm
After meeting the new girl Mori it was time to go to the garrage. Kevin would of liked to go in Scott's car too, but he thought it of been a little cramped in it with five people the five people going: him, Victoria, Raze, Morgan, and Aaron. But it would be especially cramped now with two more people, Kurt and Kitty. The jeep was probably the best vehicle to take he thought, and that's what they decided to take. Kurt amd Kitty were the first to go in. It appered that Morgan was driving like he said. Kevin then went into the car.
As Morgan started the car car and started to drive, Kevin wasn't sure where they were going. They were in Bayville now he guessed. He didn't really see the town and he didn't know where anything was. Not any partys, clubs, the school. Not even a 7-11. He had only quickly passed through on the way to the institute.
Kevin decided to introduce himself to the Kurt and Kitty. Then he sasid to them "Hi, I'm Kevin. Looks like we have the same first intial."
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 6:49 pm
Only after a few moments away from the Kidd and the infirmary, Dr. McCoy had returned with Professor Xavier who he had already briefed on the situation at hand. The process was simple, really. All the professor had to do was enter Kidd's mind, mentally of course, in an attempt to stifle the bulk of Kidd's overbearing powers.
"Hello, Miss. Wendon," said the Professor, wheeling up to the girl's frostbitten form and smiling reassuringly. She seemed tired, he noticed, both physically and mental as a result of trying to remain in control of her powers.
"Everything will be fine," he continued, wanting to make sure the girl knew what was going on, "what I'm going to do is put a mental block, or rather, barricade on your powers. Don't worry, I won't be blocking them completely, they'll just, with any luck, return to more manageable levels. And I promise you, the process should be quick and completely harmless, so, whenever you think you're ready..."
Xavier let the end of his sentence linger. Though, he was true in saying the process was simple, it wasn't something that should be rushed into. After all, any doubts or tension on Kidd's part could possibly end in disaster.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:24 pm
Somehow, Narcissa found herself alone in the kitchen, everyone else seeming to have wandered out to attend the 'all-ages' club. Having spent a heaping helping of her life in Los Angeles, she knew all to well the fun that clubs could be. For some reason though, she didn't exactly feel like going. It was exhausting to her, meeting so many people at once, taking in the aspects of her knew home...
That, and she felt a little ill... It was getting late. She could feel it in her blood, something tugging on her insides, almost painful. Slightly tanned skin began to pale, as golden blonde hair seemed to lose pigment. The sun was going down. Narcissa always felt it, when the great orb of light began to leave the sky. Spaced out at the kitchen table as her hand held tightly to the glass she'd filled with soda, she suddenly became aware of the virtual silence of the kitchen. It unnerved her... Suddenly she wished that she had gone with the others to the club.
Pale cheeks kept their rosy hue as she rose from the table, loose flaxen hair swinging gracefully with her as she moved. Narcissa felt her face get warm as her body gradually began to get used to the slow transition between day and night.. Stepping carefully, quietly, she wandered outside, the refreshing breeze making her sway... It felt like she was burning up, despite the chill in the air. She made her way out into the yard and sat down with her forehead to her knees, back against a tree.
Sometimes, her mutation really sucked.
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 8:47 pm
Kidd sat up ad smiled at the Prof as he walked into the room. "hello," she said sleepaly. he explained the Doc's way to help her with her powers. he was a liitle skidish about it. she'd heard some nasty stories about psycics and then enetering your mind. but she figures a mutant like the prof could have easly just don't it with out her permission she she firgured it was ok. "Its safe you say?.... I still don'know... Darius... what do you think?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2006 9:05 pm
Carlos got a little too comfortable and started to doze off to dreamland. It started off nice, like a dream should be. The good times with is sister mother parents and even mentor. Then it took a turn for the worst in the form of his power, his dream self was soon becoming overcome by the familiar yet alien darkmatter that his power forged from a source no known to him. The dream got worst the blackness consumed him and all that was left were his eyes which glowed red and menacing turning him into a wraithy demon. His friends and family then turned on him and he had to run away. He jumped into a shadow only to fall eternal screaming for someone to help him.
Unknown to him what happened in a dream was mimiced by life. His bodyt laying there had been covered by the shadowy darkness and he had sunk into his own shadow and dissapeared. When he woke up he was only screaming in the void of the alternate dimension wence his powers were forged. He had to think fast and hard, as the chills he had grew. He was awake meaning his nightmare would subside but only for as long as he could supress them. His thoughts carried to the nearest exit he could think of a tree. He wanted out and soon got his wish appearing from a lower branch in the darkness and hitting the ground face first his power dispersing as he pushed it down. He groaned lightly as he pushed himself up on his hands and checked his nose to see if it was broken. Glad that it wasn't he rubbed the back of his head and leaned back only to find something softer and not a tree at all then he jumped rolling forward and whirling around to see Narcissa...
He turned beat red and stuttered for an excuse" s..s..sorry.... Didn't meant to... I just... just.." He struggled to finish, his pride not wanting to suffer being laughed at for losing control for the umphteenth time.
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