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Post by storm on Mar 31, 2009 14:18:45 GMT -5
*Storm nodded at his question.*
"Yup. Once everyone wakes up...and if Xylia doesn't hide in the forest for the rest of the day."
*She poured herself a cup of milk and took a drink before going on.*
"Ayden and I both think that with some training and help from the professor's journals she might be able to work cerebro. Telepathic power has to be very strong if you can't control it."
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Post by logan on Mar 31, 2009 14:24:25 GMT -5
::he took a cantine that he had brought with him and took a drink from it. He understood Storm's logic with Ayden, but couldn't help wonder about it. He knew that when Jean had tested Cerybro, she almost got brain damage from it. He looked up at Ayden a little concerned::
You sure you'll be up for this?
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Post by aiden on Mar 31, 2009 16:14:52 GMT -5
*Ayden nodded at Logan’s question.* “Yeah, don’t worry about it. I’ll be fine. And besides, the only thing I can hurt is myself and I’m not exactly afraid of. Stormy already warned me about the Jean girl you’re remembering and worrying yourself over for my safety. She was telekenitic with a little bit of telepahtic power. I’m pure telepath, and appearently am a decendent of one of the most powerful mutants that ever lived. I’m sure that with some training I’ll be okay.”
*She scratched Faolan’s ears and she spoke, her eyes wandering around the camp, waiting for someone new to walk out of their tents and shoot her a bewildered look.*
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Post by Head Administrator on Mar 31, 2009 16:26:31 GMT -5
"I wonder why Logan would even worry over your well being. He's always been a 'to bad so sad' type of person, not much for worrying...."
No one had probably noticed Faith come out of the jet. She was completely ready for the day, clothes changed, hair fixed, and make-up done. She glanced to Ororo, speaking to her first.
"I contacted Ceveline and all is well at the school in our absense. The most trouble being just harmless pranks."
Finally she glanced to the girl she didn't recognize, and eyebrow slightly raised.
"I would assume I missed something because I don't remember her coming with us, or remember her period."
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Post by aiden on Mar 31, 2009 16:37:34 GMT -5
*Ayden smirked as Faith joined their little circle around the fire. She watched the pancake batter on the skillet, a firm hand holding Faolan back as he whimpered and attempted to spring forward and lap u the remaining batter in the bowl that storm was holding.*
“I would hope you haven’t seen me before. I’m brand new to your little party. You guys were lucky enough to have run into me before running into my idiotic father. And Logan’s only concerned because he’s afraid that if I try using the cerebro thing you guys are so interested in getting to work again, that maybe I’ll get braindamage or something. However, we haven’t met. I’m Ayden. I’m David Xavier’s daughter…by blood anyway. According to Riney and Stormy Charles Xavier’s granddaughter. I wouldn’t know, however. I never met the guy.”
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Post by Head Administrator on Mar 31, 2009 16:56:44 GMT -5
Faith eyed the girl for a moment, as if deciding what to make of her, then decided it was probably to soon to start making assumptions about her. Only time would tell.
"Well when you've known Logan long enough, you realize he doesn't worry over people trying to kill themselves very much, even when he does know you."
She glanced to Logan, with a questioning sort of look, then glanced back to Ayden.
"Well if you don't believe your the Professor's granddaughter I'm sure Hazel would be kind enough to run a dna test."
She paused once more, and almost sighed, slightly forgetting she hadn't introduced herself, even if it wasn't necessary. This was a decendant of the Professor, the chances of her having the same power as her Grandfather was over half.
"I'm Faith. Faith Stone."
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Post by aiden on Mar 31, 2009 17:19:44 GMT -5
*Ayden just shrugged.*
“If you guys are sure that my father is this Charles’ guy’s son then I don’t have any reason to mistrust you and think that he isn’t because I know for sure who my father is, unfortunately.”
*She was tempted to simply say that she knew and be on with it, but she decided to be…nice to Faith. She seemed perfectly harmless. Well…in a way.*
“It’s nice to meet you, Faith. I wish I could say that I didn’t already know that, but try as I may I can’t keep my head from getting into peoples’ heads.” *She sighed at this.* “It’s really annoying to never have even half a of silence.”
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