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 Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 9:24 am
 Michael Callaway Michael tilted his head thoughtfully. So we know of Ororo, Wilson Fisk, Elektra and you... we know Remy's likely nearby, though it doesn't seem like anyone's found what he's bonded to yet, he thought. "Charles woulda liked ya, kid, both o' ya. Ya think outside the box and strategically, an' that will save yer lives more of'en than not," Logan said dryly, his tone seeming thoughtful but still gruff. I wonder if he's linked to anything, like his wheelchair or something, Michael shot back as he stood, doing the same with his own coffee cup.OOC:
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 9:53 am
 "Here, I'll take that," Rebecca said as she took the cup from Michael. She smiled a little at him before turning back to the sink to wash it. "He's a cute one," Storm said with a small chuckle. "I think the two of you will do well together..." Rebecca snorted a little, unaware that she was doing it and Michael would hear it. Yeah he's cute, but I don't have time for that. I don't need distractions right now. Storm gave a sigh. "Everyone needs a distraction every once in a while honey. Even you."
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 10:08 am
Michael Callaway Michael exhaled, thinking. He noticed Rebecca snorted slightly but ignored it, not really caring why she did so. His gaze shifted out of the window before his ears twitched, catching the distant sound of an alarm bell as if from a bank or firehouse. He heard no sirens nor the grumbling engine of a fire truck, so he discarded the latter idea.OOC:
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 10:22 am
Rebecca finished cleaning up the cups and dried them off before putting them in the cupboard. She always kept her kitchen tidy. She never left dishes in the sink or just sitting on the counter. "Well I don't know about you, but I have some work that I need to start on." Rebecca turned to look at Michael.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 10:30 am
Michael Callaway Michael's eyes narrowed as he kept staring out of the window with a slight frown. "I'm sure I can find something to do," he said quietly, keeping the tension out of his voice as a distant boom as if from a grenade sounded, along with several bursts of gunfire. He concentrated before he caught a distant screech as someone hooked their car in a turn before he heard the crunch and tinkling of breaking glass. OOC:
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 10:49 am
"Thanks again, for the help," Rebecca said with a small smile as she ignored Storm's nagging voice in the back of her mind. Her head tilted to the side slightly as she watched Michael staring out the window intently. "Hey, are you okay?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 11:09 am
Michael Callaway Michael's eyes gaze flicked to Rebecca momentarily. "I can hear something, and it doesn't sound good, whatever it is; I think it may be a bank robbery, but I don't know for sure," he said carefully. Almost the moment he spoke he saw a car, its rear end and right side looking fairly battered, speed past at high speed before three police cars shot after it. OOC:
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 11:22 am
Rebecca was about to ask him where when a car sped past with several cops after it. "Hmm, police already in pursuit." Her gaze flickered over to Michael. "Looks like the good old boys in blue got it under control." She flipped her hair over her shoulder as she moved away from the window.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 11:53 am
Michael Callaway Michael tilted his head thoughtfully, his dark green eyes narrowing slightly, though he turned away and inhaled slowly. "At least the idiot managed to turn the car rather than ram it into the house... doubtless the police would have been the least of his problems if he'd managed to do that," he said idly, teasing Rebecca. He recalled through Logan that Ororo was pleasant, but when something pissed her off... the best thing to do was get the hell out of the way and hope you didn't get caught in it.OOC:
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 11:58 am
Rebecca laughed and nodded as she felt Storm fuming in the back of mind at the thought of the man running the car into the house. "Yeah, there would have been hell to pay for that." She looked around the place. "And not just from me either." Her eyes twinkled as she shook her head. She had thought she had a temper on her, but it was nothing compared to her companion.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 12:23 pm
Michael Callaway Michael shrugged his shoulders, a faint smile flickering over his face. "Damn straight," he said simply. "I got something I want to show you, though the way there is definitely unorthodox," he said with amusement.OOC:
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 12:29 pm
Rebecca cocked her head to the side a little as Michael smiled a little. She didn't think she had ever seen him smile before. When he said that he had something to show her, but getting there was unorthodox, she raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And what is it that you are wanting to show me?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 12:44 pm
Michael Callaway Michael winked at Rebecca, a chuckle escaping him as he half turned towards the door. "That would be telling, aye?" he said with amusement.OOC:
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 12:47 pm
"That it would," Rebecca chuckled as she grabbed her coat from the hook and shrugged it on. She grabbed her house key and exited with Michael, locking the door behind them. "Alright, let's go to this place then."
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 12:52 pm
Michael Callaway Michael chuckled before he pushed off the doorstep, then the railing in a single fluid movement; he knew to most eyes the movement would make it seem as if he wasn't quite human as he landed on the corner of the rooftop before he pushed off in a quick back somersault and landing in a crouch on the next roof over. "Coming?" he said teasingly. The truth was, he often went through the city in very unorthodox ways that rivaled those of say... Cole McGrath.OOC:
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