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Post by Ororo/Leah/James on Oct 2, 2005 15:21:24 GMT -5
The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and Leah didn't care! Currently the young mutant was laying on the couch watching the "We're Not Gonna Take It" video by Twisted Sister on VH1 Classic
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jubilee
New Member
"Time to blow this place!!"
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Post by jubilee on Nov 1, 2005 4:51:13 GMT -5
Jubilee walked in. She had just arrived back at the mansion and was bored stiff. She jumped on the couch and got her mp3 player listening to a song. She moved her head on the beat of the music. She actually wanted some cation, but on the moment things where quiet.
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Post by Imprint/Foxx on Nov 11, 2005 23:45:05 GMT -5
*enter Imprint and Foxx*
Foxx made her way into the living room, her blue hair swishing as she walked.
"So...this is the famous Xavier Institute. I thought it was long gone..." She picked through some papers that were sitting on the desk. There were other people in the room, so Foxx knew it wasn't completely deserted, but still, she was on guard. She felt around for her throwing knives and felt them exactly where they should be, in their holsters on her thighs.
"Just in case..." She murmured.
Imprint was in no way far behind and he soon found himself entranced by this strange girl. Who was she?
"Umm...what are you looking for?" He asked carefully.
"You again? I thought I lost you back in that other room." She said carelessly as she thumbed through a book on Post-Human Economics. Some Fenris freaks had been advertising a New Age form of Stock Market...weirdos.
"Well, I mean, you're new here too, right?" Imprint asked quietly. "I was thinking...can't we...can't we help each other out?"
"Ha." Foxx laughed dryly. "Sure...if you think we have anything in common." She put the book down and gave Imprint a sideways glance. "Well, you and me both have strange eyes. What else can you do?" She asked leaning against a cherry wood desk.
"What do you mean?" Imprint asked, not quiet sure what she had meant.
"You know, what can you do? Like, I can jump really high, and run really fast, and pack a mean punch, not to mention my skin condition and my blue hair."
"Oh...you mean my powers. Well, I can read minds...sometimes and I can control people's minds...sometimes." He sighed. "I'm not really very good at anything, but mostly I can just make people think things and forget things. I can imprint memories."
"Oh, hence the name." Foxx sneered. "You can call me Foxx, but don't even think about using your mind powers on me!" She reached for her knife as if afraid that he would jump her. "Cuz I'll be ready."
"Please, I can hardly even work it. It only happens if I try really hard." He walked closer to Foxx and she flinched. He laughed. "Are you really afraid of me?"
"Afraid of you? Boy, you really are messed up." She relaxed and moved away from him. "How am I suppossed to explore this place with you leeching on to me like some kinda fungus." She started to walk away. This was obviously a lost cause.
"I should have let those guards shoot me..."
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