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 Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 1:32 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 5:45 am
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 Vincent Michaels - Chaos
Vincent cocked an eyebrow slightly when Sam smiled and waved at him, nodding in return. A faint smile flickered over his face before he heard David's low growl. His right hand clenched into a fist, seeing a flicker of reddish brown hair, his eyes narrowing. "Here's my class," he said carefully; he was wary that his first clas was with this Sumina.
He had been training to control his emotions and other talents; his telekinesis was still somewhat out of control, but he could now use it to manipulate objects without destroying them, which had usually happened before. He turned into the room, knowing he was a new student since he'd spent the week before training with both Jean and Wolverine with his powers. He could now summon the blades from his forearms without letting Bloodlust out too much. The only sign he used those talents was that his irises shifted to a deep gold and the pupils shifted shape into slits. As it was at that moment, slight wisps of bluish white mist seeped from his palms, trickling through his fingers. It was the only sign he was wary of anything since he was, at that moment, deliberately supressing his other talents.
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Kaosujin Ryu  James 'Logan' Howlette - Wolverine Logan growled low in his throat. "Someone apparently kidnapped Laura; noticed she was missing a couple of hours after she didn't show up after that little incident at the school. They've beaten her, and from what I smell, likely drugged her to boot... something 'bout the girl bugged me when I first saw her, but I don' know what it is... but somethin' ain't right," he thought. He knew Jean knew he'd spent a good deal of the previous week out of the Institute and away from the school, looking for Laura. Unfortunately, he hadn't found anything at all about the stranger who had made the attack at the school nor any sign of Laura. He had found her scent outside the gym, then it was simply gone. He frowned slightly at that thought, not liking the implications. He doubted it was likely, but it seemed possible that the mutant had the talent to copy himself and likely teleport as well. "I have a bad feelin' that somethin' is seriously off," he muttered.
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 6:31 am
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 Laura went from being in that dark room to back in her apartment. Crawling out of bed hearing the sounds of her parents. Groaning she headed down the hall and into the living room but when she got there she was alone. "What?" She mumbled looking around in confusion. Turning her head just in time to gasp in horror to see her parents, they stood infront of her covered in blood "Don't you hate us?" They spoke there eyes no longer theres. "We lied to you, we couldn't have a baby so we adopted you, why did you have to become such a freak," They spoke as one. Closing her eyes in fear fell to the ground humming an old tune her mother use to play to help her sleep when she was a young child.
Everything went quiet just then, Laura opened her eyes to see they where gone, she was at the institute now. But it was as if she was a ghost watching everything happen. There stood herself talking to Vincent and Logan. She watched the feeling Laura had gotten when looking at Logan and how he shrugged it off as nothing. "Why? Why couldn't you have told me the truth!" She screamed running at him but only falling through him. Falling now in darkness that mystery voice started speaking to her again saying those words over and over again "They lied to you....These are your parents...Your real parents," And as the voice spoke the images of the files flew around her with the pictures.
Stuck in this nightmare of a dream Laura still laid limp in Logan's arms, laying there she unconsciously began to mumble while still in the nightmare of a dream she was having. "Why?" She groaned still sleeping. "Why did you have to lie?" She groaned again. Silent only for a moment she began again "Why couldn't you have told me," She began "Why not tell me you adopted me...that...it was all a lie," She mumbled in small whispers between gasps.
"Never...meet...my...real...mother," Laura began to mumble in broken sentences lost in her dark dreams. "She...is...dead...why?" She mumbled again. "But....my...father..." She stopped speaking her breathing stopped only for a moment till she gasped as if being drowned in water. "Professor...Logan.." Was all she said before her unconscious mumbling stopped and she was limp again. |
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 3:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 5:27 pm
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Masika Yejide ~Tempest
Masika had taken a roundabout way to get to school, so she hadn't seen David, Sam, and Vincent on her way there. She was disappointed to see David hadn't gotten there yet when she walked into her English class and took her normal seat in the back of the room. Unfortunately, Jake was there early, and he'd seen her come in. "Hey, Stormy," he said, leaning over her desk. She kept her head down and focused on taking her textbook and notebook from her backpack. "Thought about my offer?" Masika took in a deep breath to keep herself calm and looked up at him, her clear blue eyes catching his gaze and holding it. "Yes, I have thought about your offer, Jake, and I refuse," she said, loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. Her accent was less thick after a week of practicing speaking in English with Professor Grey and Sam and David. But it was still noticeable. |
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 9:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 11:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2012 11:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 12:10 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 12:18 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 12:39 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 12:51 am
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 ◦▹❊*◦▹❊*◦▹Sam Summerfall▹◦*❊▹◦*❊▹◦
aka Redemption
▹◦*❊▹◦*❊▹◦
Sing to me of lovely things. Of butterflies and angel wings. . .
"Sing to me of lovely things, of butterflies and angel wings
willow wisps and fuzzy cattails, leaves that drift on forest trails
singing birds that float on air, rainbows and little hares
Then grab my hand and hold me close, save me from this earthly dose
I dare not ask another knight, to carry me through this plight
to you I trust, to you I plea, kill me now and set me free"
Sam looked over her shoulder as she heard she had an audience, her lips pursed in surprised embarrassment. It was only David, but she rarely sang when anyone was around. With her face alight at seeing him there, she thanked him with a bashful nod.
"It's not as big as some that I've been too, but it has a nice selection." Letting her free hand slide down the shelf to fall to her side and a thick hardbound text in the other, she went back to her table to pull out her lunch. Since being at the Institute she was able to obtain a bit more sustenance than before. She carefully pulled out a thick meat and cheese sandwich, a juice pouch and her usual apple. With a beckoning gesture, Sam asked,
"So how'd it go?"
. . . Then grab my hand and hold me close. Save me from this earthly dose.
(sorry, had inspiration to finish the poem. hope you like ^'^) |
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 1:10 am
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Sumina heard David's thoughts go from dark to pitch black. She smiled then frowned as she saw the Sam girl that was mid reading proof. She pushed off the wall and headed into the class room catching the end of Jake and Masika's conversation.
