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Post by reject on Aug 12, 2010 1:53:23 GMT -5
Kaitou let out a sigh, half in relief half in exasperation. Shukaku was going to get himself expelled if he kept pulling stuff like this, not that he was going to stop him, but if Heather found out what Shukaku was doing she would put him through a session so tough that he may not survive. He the noticed something odd; Kaitou saw the girl run her finger around where Shukaku said her burns were. “Hey Shukaku..” He trailed off he didn’t exactly what to say.
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Post by shakaku on Aug 12, 2010 1:56:59 GMT -5
*Stopping the burning Shakaku looked up at his friend.*
What? You board too?
*Shakaku sometimes did get board of picking on people. That was probably one of the reasons he wasn't kicked out of the school yet. He was fairly good to keeping it to a minimum.*
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Post by reject on Sept 11, 2010 16:17:00 GMT -5
Kaitou shook his head. He still wasn’t sure what he saw, but he thought it best to point it out to his friend, whatever it was. “No it’s not that it’s, did you see what she did?” He couldn’t explain it very well he just hoped his friend might get what he was trying to say.
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Post by shakaku on Sept 11, 2010 16:19:49 GMT -5
*Shakaku sighed, he knew that what Kaitou said was important, he did see something strange, but he didn't want to think of that Harlot any more.*
You know if we don't talk about her, I may feel better.
*He wasn't in a good mood, and the thought of that girl, and her lips against his was just making it worse.&
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Post by reject on Sept 11, 2010 16:30:32 GMT -5
Kaitou kept his gaze on the girl for a few seconds longer, then closed his eyes and shrugged. “So what do you want to talk about instead? I’m pretty much open to anything.” And indeed he was up to talking about anything that Shukaku found interesting.
As he waited for his friend to take control of the conversation his gaze returned to the girl that got on his friends nerves. He couldn’t help but wonder what it was that she did. He decided that as soon as he was done hanging out with Shukaku he would and find out.
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Post by shakaku on Sept 11, 2010 16:35:08 GMT -5
*Shakaku sighed, he wasn't sure what to talk about. All he could think of was that girl. He couldn't stop.*
Has training been getting harder for you? Since your training to be an X-man.
*Training had been pretty much difficult for Shakaku his entire life, since he was a Paragon. He didn't know how the Jr. X-men trained.*
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Post by reject on Sept 11, 2010 16:51:49 GMT -5
Kaitou turned his dark brown gaze to his friend and shrugged. His training had been getting harder since he was getting closer to becoming an actual X-man. “Yeah, it has. I’ve only got a couple of years left before I become a full x-men, so their amping up everything my age group is doing.”
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Post by shakaku on Sept 11, 2010 16:54:43 GMT -5
Yea I know the feeling, Heather is pushing us harder, since we too will soon be X-men. At least one has moved to higher standings.
*Atleast one Paragon had become an X-man. It was the blind one that he didn't really pay much mind to. He was getting closer to being next.*
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Post by reject on Sept 11, 2010 17:08:50 GMT -5
Kaitou nodded his head. “Yeah, I heard one of you guys graduated. Do you know whose going to be next? I thought that it had to do with someone’s age, but are there other things to?” Since Kaitou wasn’t part of paragon he got all his info about it from Shukaku, although he sometimes had trouble knowing what was fact and what was Shukaku’s opinion.
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Post by shakaku on Sept 11, 2010 17:11:26 GMT -5
*Shakaku shruged, now looking at the sky.*
Not entirely sure, I always zone out when they talk about important stuff, you know me.
*He paused, looking at his friend.*
I think you know me better than even my parents.
*His parents he thought knew him the best.*
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Post by reject on Sept 11, 2010 17:22:35 GMT -5
Kaitou shrugged again. “Wouldn’t be that hard really if you thought about it.” Kaitou said with a voice that could have been mistaken for boredom, but Shukaku would know him well enough that it was anything but. “I mean you live here and I get to see and hang out with you everyday, while your parents only get to see you whenever you go home.”
Kaitou then paused and looked at his friend. “When was the last time either of us went home?”
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Post by shakaku on Sept 11, 2010 17:25:54 GMT -5
*Shakaku sighed*
Or when they bother to call.
*Shakaku would never admit this. But part of his anger was because he felt abandoned by his parents. He visited a few times but they were busy with their life and didn't want to know all that he had prepared to tell him. He knew that they loved him and that life was ruff at home. But he wanted to go more often.*
It has been a while.
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Post by reject on Sept 11, 2010 17:40:25 GMT -5
“That’s true” Kaitou thought about the answer for himself. The only person who really called him was Morgan, and even she had stopped calling as much as she used to. “I think it’s been over a year since I went home.” He then paused and looked forward. “It’s like we live in two completely different worlds. Our families and us.”
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Post by shakaku on Sept 11, 2010 17:44:16 GMT -5
*Shakaku let out a small laugh.*
That's because we do. Our world is filled with all mutants, where we train and use out power every day. But when we go to the world our families live in we have to hide it and conceal our abilities.
*Shakaku would almost admit that he liked it here, but he wouldn't admit that. There were to many rules, and only one person he trusted, Kaitou. He used to think that he could trust others but some now are gone and others betrayed him.*
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Post by reject on Sept 11, 2010 17:52:47 GMT -5
“That’s true too. And it’s not like we could live in both worlds.” He paused for a second. “I guess you could say this entire planet is separated into the two worlds. The mutant world and the human world, and while people would like to live in both, you just can’t.”
Kaitou then paused for another second and then shook his head. “What am I saying? Since when did I become such a philosopher?”
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