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Post by storm on Mar 27, 2009 16:06:24 GMT -5
*She hadn't heard much, just the footsteps of someone heading into the woods. And right when she was falling asleep again too. She growled and slammed her pillow over her head to muffle the noise.* "No one leaves the campsite after dark!" *She yelled at whoever happened to have been on the outside of her tent, not knowing if it was Xylia or Faith or Tiger or whoever it was.*
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Post by logan on Mar 27, 2009 16:12:07 GMT -5
::he rolled his eyes and sighed when he heard Storm yelling. Why can't she just lie down and get some sleep::
It's only me, Storm, get some sleep.
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Post by storm on Mar 27, 2009 16:14:16 GMT -5
*She sighed and rolled her eyes upon hearing Logan. Yet, for somereason, she was a bit happy to hear his voice again.*
"Oh...sorry....and I was trying to before you woke me up."
*Storm sighed and burrowed her head back into the pillow, curling up around her sleeping bag and blankets.*
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Post by logan on Mar 27, 2009 16:18:47 GMT -5
::he had to admit, hearing her voice made him feel a little more safe at the campsite. He didn't know why, but he was glad that she was around. He smiled and stared up at the stars::
Sorry for bothering you.
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Post by storm on Mar 27, 2009 16:23:19 GMT -5
*Storm didn't answer this time. Finally, she had fallen asleep. Logan could have screamed right in her ear and she probably wouldn't have even flinched. She was shivering a bit though, for within the five seconds it took for her to fall asleep half of her arm managed to sneak out from under her covers.*
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Post by logan on Mar 27, 2009 16:28:46 GMT -5
::feeling it was indeed time for him to get some sleep, he went towards his tent. As he passed by, he chanced one last look in at storm. He could see she was sleeping, but also shivering. Being use to the cold weather, he knew that giving her his bag wouldn't be a loss to him. So he walked into his tent and grabbed his sleeping bag, opening it up like a blanket. He quietly snuck into her tent and placed his bag over her for extra warmth. He then stood up and looked down at her::
Goodnight Storm.
::he softly whispered as he snuck out of her tent and closed it up. He headed back into his tent and laid down on the ground. This time he did reach into his jacket and pulled out one of his cigars. He lit a match and then lit the cigar. Putting the match out, he tossed it from his tent and laid back down, smoking the cigar and staring up at the top::
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Post by aiden on Mar 27, 2009 16:34:24 GMT -5
*Ayden smirked from the edge of the forest. She was just glad that the strangers had seen the deer family and brushed it off rather than continuing to search and finding her. She couldn’t deny that she found it very interesting how the Logan man was acting. His mind did confuse her, but she wasn’t blind to the thing that confused him right now. She shifted in the tree and reached out to touch his mind.*
“How are you so confused?” *He voice asked him within the walls of his skull.* “It’s rather quite obvious what’s going on with Miss Munroe, now isn’t it? But…the question is…what’s going to happen next?”
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Post by logan on Mar 27, 2009 16:37:25 GMT -5
::he was taking a walk along the forest when he picked up a strange smell. He began to follow it, knowing it was no animal and no member of their team. He was a few feet away from the camp when the voice inside his head came like it was right next to him. This time his claws came out and he looked around, speaking out loud as he did::
Alright, who are you? How do you know Storm?
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Post by aiden on Mar 27, 2009 16:41:32 GMT -5
*She laughed, the sound not coming from her mouth, but her mind, and weaving straight into his.*
“A tad bit protective of Ororo, now aren’t we Logan? I would highly recommend that you not speak out loud. People are going to think you’re crazy, now aren’t they? Do yourself a favor and relax. I’m not going to hurt you. Don’t get me wrong, I have the ability, but if I wanted to it would already be done. I have a feeling that talking to you will help you a little bit. Clear one of the many roadblocks of your mind.”
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Post by logan on Mar 27, 2009 16:45:14 GMT -5
A reader...great
::he still had his claws out, but knew that she was right. Him talking out loud to himself never really would be seen as sane even for him. He kept his senses open and closed his eyes, relying on his ears and his smell. All he needed to do was listen or smell any movement and he would find her without any trouble. But for now he would work out their little chat, so he only spoke with his thoughts::
So what makes you think I'd want help from you? How do I know you're not part of the brotherhood or whatever else is out there to kill us?
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Post by aiden on Mar 27, 2009 16:49:38 GMT -5
*She smirked at this.* “Well done, Logan. Charles taught you…” *Ayden paused sharply upon finding something peculiar in his mind.* “Why are you looking for David Huller Xavier?” *She snapped suddenly, angered by her father’s name coming into her mind. She truly hated him, for her was nothing more than a monster in her eyes.*
“As far as the weather girl goes, it’s pretty obvious. You like her. As more than just a friend. Crazy, but obvious.”
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Post by logan on Mar 27, 2009 16:52:49 GMT -5
::this time his entire senses were on full alert. Not only had she known about Xavier, but also knew about Xavier's son. He growled a bit at this knowledge, and decided that answers weren't what he was looking to give right now::
No offense, but I don't plan on answering to someone I can't see.
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Post by aiden on Mar 27, 2009 16:57:16 GMT -5
*Ayden snarled and jumped out of the tree behind her, her wolf Faolan jumping out of the shadows of the trees to join her at her side.* “Why are you looking for my father?” *She snapped, aloud this time as she charged over to him, a fearless air surrounding her, despite the fact that he was much larger than herself.* “If you want to find a rat then go into the sewage. He can’t offer you anything that you wouldn’t be able to find there. Tell me why you’re looking for him and you better not lie. I’ll know.”
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Post by logan on Mar 28, 2009 13:18:06 GMT -5
::he turned when he heard a noise behind him. His senses didn't tell him wrong when it felt like she wasn't far from him. But when he saw her, he couldn't help but stare in amazement. He retracted his claws into his skin as he looked at her. She looked almost exactly like Professor Xavier, but it was obvious she wasn't happy about the fact they were looking for David...did she say her father?::
We're after your father because he's our late proffessors son. But if your his daughter that means...you're the granddaughter of charles Xavier?
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Post by aiden on Mar 30, 2009 11:41:55 GMT -5
*Ayden raised a brow at him.* “Wait a minute…professor?” *She went deep in thought. Her father wasn’t nearly as powerful as she was, but he had invested all of his energy into keeping a select few secrets from her, which she didn’t mind nor care about. Could her having a grandpa be one of those things he kept from her?* “I don’t have a grandfather…with the exception of my dad’s mom, but she died a while back and I never really liked her anyway…I still don’t get why though.” *She could have easily gone through his mind and found the answer for herself, but things were easier for her to understand when she heard them aloud, away from the mass of the endless chatter that found its way into her mind.* “What’s so great about my grandpa, if that is infact what he is…well…was.”
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