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Lonely
Sept 25, 2005 17:25:17 GMT -5
Post by Imprint/Foxx on Sept 25, 2005 17:25:17 GMT -5
*Enter Imprint*
Imprint sat alone on the whispy grass of the Xavier Institute. He sighed to himself and moaned. This was a mistake, he shouldn't be here...
A thought of what he used to call home flashed into his head. That home was gone now, he could never go back. Sad and tired he collapsed into himself, his head resting on his knees. Torn between going in or staying here, on the cool grass, made his head hurt.
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Lonely
Nov 8, 2005 0:25:26 GMT -5
Post by Imprint/Foxx on Nov 8, 2005 0:25:26 GMT -5
]((i know she isn't approved yet, but I really want to play as Foxx, so sorry if I get a warning I get a warning))
Foxx lept over the tall fence and landed with a light thud on the grass below.
"Oh...hi..." she noticed the boy sitting there and she smirked, her lip curling into a half-smile. She hadn't expected anyone to be here...where was she anyway?
"Hi...ummm..." The boy replied. She was obviously a mutant, but was she like him? Was she new here too?
"Listen kid, I don't have all day. What is this place?" Foxx could hear the dogs barking and she knew she wouldn't be safe until she was inside the mansion that was looming over them in the distance. "Nevermind, we'll find out together." Bullets were being fired in the distance and the boy had immediately sprung to attention. She ran forward and reluctantly grabbed his hand.
"Come on!" The dogs hit the fence hard, growling and barking and she knew the men wouldn't be far behind.
"What happened?" The boy asked, but there was no time. Foxx pulled him toward the darkening mansion and the sounds of bullets and dogs soon faded as the girl's thoughts began to harass his mind:
<Got to get away...> <What am I?> <Where am I going?> <What's happening to me?> <He's pretty hot...for a mutant.>
They were her thoughts and Imprint felt bad that he was listening to them...but it couldn't be helped. Soon the institute was right in front of him and the blue-skinned girl pulled the door open and ran inside.
It was dark and cold and the boy thought that no one must be home. He began to look around, his dark eyes easily adjusting to the dim light.
On the other hand, Foxx was eagerly exploring the new setting, her cat-like eyes allowing her to see perfectly in the dark. Not to mention she had super-acute site on her side as well.
"What is this place?" She asked as she gazed at pictures and diplomas that hung on the wall.
"It's supposed to be a school." Imprint said as he too examined some pictures. On was of a bunch of students and a man in a wheel chair. "I came here to get help."
"Help?" Foxx scoffed. "I don't need any help."
"It looked like you could have used some back there..."
Foxx laughed a cold laugh. "You don't even know what you're talking about...I could have beat them." She decided that hanging out with this loser was too much and she turned to walk down a corridor.
"Where are you going?" Imprint yelled after her.
"Away from you," her response echoed back.
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Lonely
Nov 11, 2005 23:33:49 GMT -5
Post by Imprint/Foxx on Nov 11, 2005 23:33:49 GMT -5
*exit Imprint and Foxx*
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