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 Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 7:08 am
 Michael Callaway Michael twisted in the air so he was facing the building before he inhaled slowly, concentrating though almost immediately Logan snarled into his thoughts. "Why didn' ya tell me what had been done to ya?" he barked. "Because you didn't ned to know, and frankly... what I am... well, it's similar to you, but more destructive than Cain Marko if I don't remain fully in control of it," he shot back. He sensed rather than heard Logan cocking his head, seeming contemplative rather than pissed off, which was rare for him considering his personality. He felt the slightly cold itch as what seemed to be liquid metal seeped out of the pores of his skin, starting halfway up his forearms though it almost immediately hardened into scales that looked like those of a snake's. His fingers seemed mostly normal other than being silver, save for the razor sharp eighth of an inch long claws on the tips.OOC:
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:29 am
 "What in the world," Rebecca muttered as she saw something silvery began to leak from the pores of Michael's body. She frowned a little as she got a little closer to him. He didn't seem to be in pain...and even if he was there was probably nothing she could do to help. "Ah, seems like there is more to your boyfriend than having two others in his head," Storm said thoughtfully. Rebecca snarled a little at her. "Not my boyfriend." The only response she got was Storm's laughter echoing in her head.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 8:37 am
Michael Callaway Michael caught the edge of a ledge as he dropped past it, the claws digging into the concrete before he pushed off of the wall beneath it, deliberately letting go. Almost the instant he did, he deliberately curled into a tight ball as he arced before uncurling and lading with a skidding crunch on a four story building's roof, the gauntlets seeping back into his skin, though the tips of his nails remained silver, the only outward sign he wasn't quite what he appeared to be. "Those experiments did have one advantage... they made me much stronger, and not for the trauma they caused," he thought grimly. A low growl was heard from Logan, while Remy remained silent save for the sound of shuffling cards in his mind.OOC:
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 11:28 am
Rebecca carefully alighted on the roof next to Michael. She stared at him for a moment before speaking. "Soo not trying to pry or anything, but what was that all about?" Everything seemed back to normal aside from the silver color of Michael's nails. She brushed her hair back, head tilted to the side. She was glad Storm had stopped speaking for the moment. The whole way down she had been saying some very, ah, interesting things. She had never heard the woman speak like that before!
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 11:37 am
Michael Callaway Michael tilted his head slightly. He took a deep breath. "Simply put, what that guy did awakened something within me... I'm stronger and faster than average, though I found an odd side effect of what had happened... when I take major injuries and heal from it, I get stronger. I don't know how to fly, or if I can... so I prefer using Parkour to get around... my uncle worked black ops in the military and wanted to test my strength and speed.... though he didn't tell me that some of the supposed blood tests were in fact something else. They injected me with what they claimed were 'intelligence enhancers' though I didn't really need them. They later came out and admitted it was some kind of advanced nanite 'virus' that is able to take any iron I ingest and turn it into what they claimed was 'vibranium'... whether it is or not, I have no clue," he said quietly. He had never told a living soul about what had happened to him.OOC:
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 11:47 am
Rebecca listened quietly to Michael's story, waiting for him to finish. "So they used you as an expirement." She sighed softly and shook her head. They didn't tell him the truth about what they were doing, and that was wrong of them. "It is human nature sweetheart," Storm said softly. "They either lie to people or pick ones that are desperate for revenge so they can try their expirements. That is why I warn you to keep your intent for revenge to yourself. Someone will find you and make you so many promises...I don't want you to lose yourself." Rebecca couldn't help but smile a little. "Why would I need their help when I have you?" Rebecca turned her gaze back to Michael, realizing she had been having a bit of a lengthy conversation with Storm. She grinned and shrugged a little. "She decided to start in on one of her lectures."
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 12:12 pm
Michael Callaway Michael tilted his head slightly, shrugging his shoulders when she mentioned Ororo. "You know, it's too bad there's no known way to... well.... see them in person," he said quietly, thoughtful. "In my experience, revenge is a double edged sword. Really, even if the person got what they wanted... they'd realize that when they really took a hard look at themselves that they wouldn't be able to recognize themselves," he sighed as he shifted his weight. He grinned after a moment, though. "Fortunately, it isn't far to my ride," he said as he half turned away before he pushed off suddenly, clearing the rest of the rooftop before doing a tumbling handspring into the alley on the other side. He landed next to a deep silvery blue bike with scarlet flames on the tank and fenders.OOC:
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 2:51 pm
Rebecca had often thought the same thing. What it would be like to see her in person. She smiled a little at the thought. Well it would definitely be interesting indeed. She watched as Michael leaped off the roof. She looked over the edge and saw him land to a nice bike. With a shake of her head she followed after him, not being quite as dramatic in her landing. "Hmm, this is a nice bike," she said with a smile.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 3:02 pm
Michael Callaway Michael shrugged. "A lot like Logan, I tend to drift from job to job; I've done everything from logging to hunting gators... playing football to delivering mail," he said with a shrug. "Took me six months with Shelby and Troy to gather the money to get this thing and customize it," he said with amusement. His hand shifted onto the throttle of the bike as he flicked a leg over it and straddled it. "Knowing Troy, he's probably out with Jacob right now," he said with a shrug.OOC: I'm sure you can figure out who he's referring to; both are actual people in Louisiana and both shows are on the History Channel.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 3:14 pm
Kaosujin Ryu .... names sound familiar...Rebecca walked around the bike, looking it over. She didn't know much about motorcycles, but this one was a real beauty. "Must have been a lot to customize it." She smiled a little at him. "So where are we supposed to meet this friend of yours?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 3:24 pm
Michael Callaway Michael shrugged his shoulders. "His place, actually. I wouldn't be too surprised to find gator and catfish jambalaya when we get there," he said with a half smile. He tilted his head slightly towards the rear seat. "There's a helmet underneath if ya wanna put it on," he said with a half smile.OOC: Shelby Troy
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 3:29 pm
Kaosujin Ryu .... ah yes..haven't seen the first one with Shelby..but I have seen a couple of episodes of the one with Troy."Hmm, sounds good." Rebecca said as she got out the helmet and strapped it on. She sat behind Michael on the bike and slowly wrapped her arms around his waist, ready for him to start the bike and go. "You're sure he won't mind if I come with you? I really don't want to intrude." She couldn't believe they had already spent this much time together. All the other encounters they had were brief.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 3:40 pm
Michael Callaway Michael snorted, holding back a laugh as his foot flicked downward, the bike starting with a growling grumble. "Please... he'd probably be insulted if I didn't bring a friend; Jacob's been claiming I made up an 'attractive redhead with ocean blue eyes', his words, not mine," he said sheepishly as he pulled away and onto the road. He carefully didn't say that his own words had been more along the lines of 'auburn haired goddess with the temper of a storm and the eyes of the seas'.OOC:
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 3:50 pm
Rebecca chuckled as Michael started up the bike and they got out onto the road. "Well then I will be glad to prove that you aren't a story teller." She rested her head against his back, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the air moving around them. After a moment she lifted her head back up so she could see the view as Michael drove.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2013 4:00 pm
Michael Callaway Michael accelerated as they got out of the city and into the tighter roads of the bayou. His green-on-black eyes flickered around, his black hair tucked beneath the collar of his jacket as he'd tucked it underneath when he'd somersaulted to land by his bike.OOC:
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