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Post by NobleSlug on Jun 25, 2009 19:11:19 GMT -5
Rogue nodded, walking forwards. It all seemed normal and nice, a sure sign it wasn't, she thought for the 5th time. She realized she was waiting for something to go off, explode, ect.
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Post by galenty on Jun 26, 2009 10:41:34 GMT -5
ooc: FYI, I am moving to a new house on the 30th. Ugh...hate moving. Once I'm in, it's fine, but it means I'm in the middle of ground zero with packing, making arrangements, all the while finishing up a term at grad school and full-time work. So, until the 2nd-3rd, I'll be scarce. After that, I should be able to post 1/day+ for a while.
IC:
Xavier watched as they warily entered the room. It was one thing he couldn't simulate; the surprise of an event. Everyone going in knew something was going to happen. Still, it was the best he could do...this side of ethics.
The crowds were behaving oddly. While many were still going about their business, enjoying themselves, a large knot of people were at the far end, their backs to Gambit and Rogue as they all looked towards a tent.
Just behind, the flash and sweep of police lights could be seen.
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Post by NobleSlug on Jun 26, 2009 10:58:37 GMT -5
Rogue saw a flash out of the corner of her eyes, and she tapped Gambit. "Ah believe we have found our 'incident'." She began to move towards the crowd and the flashes.
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Post by hughissuper on Jun 29, 2009 9:00:00 GMT -5
"Take it slow, cher. Les see what dis about fore we do somethin." He also moved towards the crowd, but managed to make it appear nonchalant. Beneath the facade, his senses were intensely focused on the crowd.
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Post by galenty on Jun 29, 2009 11:00:45 GMT -5
ooc: man, I can barely move. And moving day is tomorrow. LOL, I am sooo out of shape.
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The area the two approached was behind a row of tents and the more...administrative parts of the carnival. The tents muted the sounds and music of the carnival.
Those surrounding the small clearing were clearly mostly the workers. Most looked nervous, some looked angry, all were worried.
As the two approached, they could see a few men standing against the side of one of the few permanent buildings in the area. On the inside, the other side of the wall, came the grunts, trumpets, and yips of the lions, elephants and wolves that made up the main attractions.
The men that were surrounded were keeping the police and carnival workers at me, by virtue of a few guns and one shotgun pointed at the heads of two children. The children looked unharmed, aside from the boy whose right side bore the red tell-tale sign of recently being slapped. The boy and girl were frightened.
The four men wore generic clothing. One had brilliant orange hair and was reed-thin. Another had an odd, almost simian cast to his features. The last had a strange shimmer on his skin.
The crowd shifted. Gambit and Rogue could hear the sullen mutter, "Mutants..."
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Post by NobleSlug on Jul 1, 2009 20:35:46 GMT -5
Rogue's lips formed a thin line as she saw the scene in front of them. She regarded the men, and the different features they each had. "What do you think?" she asked Gambit, still watching the other mutants.
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Post by hughissuper on Jul 2, 2009 19:55:35 GMT -5
((Life sucks right now))
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Post by NobleSlug on Jul 2, 2009 20:35:45 GMT -5
<<What happened?>>
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Post by hughissuper on Jul 3, 2009 20:22:30 GMT -5
((Just feels like everything is falling apart. I'm acting badly because I feel insecure. It's only making things worse because I'm driving people away. I got a post from Bagels.))
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Jul 3, 2009 22:13:28 GMT -5
A Hotel in Paris, France
Scott Summers awoke to the quiet sound of cars driving by stories below. He groaned and looked above groggily and saw only black. What time was it? He flopped his hand to the sleep mask over his eyes. Fumbling for his glasses with his other hand, he found them and held them over his face. Carefully removing the mask, keeping his eyes tightly shut, he put the glasses on his face.
Scott blinked slowly as his eyes adjusted. It had to be at least mid-morning. He looked over at his new bride, curled up under his left arm, her hand and face resting on his chest. He lay there naked under the clean white sheets in the enormous bed, playing with Jean's red hair slightly, taking care not to wake her. He almost wanted to slide out from under her and order some room service, but decided against it. He was going to savor this moment. He looked around in the bright Parisian sun. It wasn't so red to him nowadays, it seemed his brain had learned to compensate for the red filter; he could differentiate between colors rather well.
There he went again--over analyzing things! He laughed quietly at himself and closed his eyes, listening to Jean breathe softly. Slowly, he drifted back to sleep...
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Post by hughissuper on Jul 4, 2009 10:17:41 GMT -5
Gambit lips hardened into a tight line when he observed the captive children. The men holding them did appear to be mutants. In fact, the striking strangeness of their features made it rather obvious. When he heard one of the crowd mutter, "Mutants," he realized his own red on black eyes would give him away and probably make diplomacy impossible. A grim smile tilted his lips as he responded belatedly to Rogue' s question, "Gambit tink dis could get ugly. Get dose kids." He pulled a pack of cards from his coat pocket and held it in preparation. Dropping his shoulders and appearing relaxed, Gambit sauntered into the crowd, "So dis the main attraction, eh?"
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Post by NobleSlug on Jul 4, 2009 12:53:36 GMT -5
<<I feel for you.>>
Rogue nodded in agreement, walking around the crowd as Gambit walked into it, waiting for a chance to get the children away from the other mutants.
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Post by hughissuper on Jul 4, 2009 19:15:36 GMT -5
((Thanks, I think I'm better now. I had to give myself some tough love. It's just not easy with Bagels gone. He's my everything.))
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Post by NobleSlug on Jul 4, 2009 23:16:06 GMT -5
<<how long will he be gone for?>>
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Post by hughissuper on Jul 5, 2009 9:18:57 GMT -5
((I get to see him on the 24th, but then he'll be gone for another 14 weeks.))
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