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Post by kyle on Jul 9, 2010 17:34:14 GMT -5
*Brittney could see that he thought that she didn't have any reason. But the last time she didn't run, she got caught, happened to kill all three men that were sent after her. She looked back to see those men still fallowing her.*
Those guies are impossible! I thought I broke them.
*She was sure that she broke their feet, but possibly it was something less needed. She wished that she could concentrate on them now, but she was busy running.*
And I have plenty of reason not to trust you! What reason do I have to trust you!?
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Post by zoltin on Jul 9, 2010 17:40:42 GMT -5
Zoltin just sighed. This girl was being impossible. He needed a good reason to convince her, and the biggest one he had he didn’t really want to tell her, but it was looking like he didn’t have much of choice. Zoltin reached out and put his good hand on her should her to stop her.
“This is the reason why you should trust me.” Zoltin then concentrated, and few seconds later about seven miles behind them something blew up making the two guys behind them stop and look behind them to see what happened. “Trust me now?’ He asked her evenly.
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Post by kyle on Jul 9, 2010 17:45:36 GMT -5
*Brittney stipped, not wanting to. But then he showed that he was a mutant. She had not time to respond. The two men walked up to her.*
Ms. Thayne, we need to take you back.
*Brittney turned to then and looked at them. She closed her eyes to concentrate, then looked at both men. They both collapsed, dead.*
No, I wont. I wont trust any one, NEVER!
*As she yelled the last work the surrounding buildings started to crumble, and pieces started to fall.*
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Post by zoltin on Jul 9, 2010 17:52:42 GMT -5
Zoltin was getting really tired of this, but being part of the runaways he was used to this. He gave a heavy sigh before he looked directly at her, his grey eyes turning to steel. “Calm down on your own or I will be forced to take drastic action.” Drastic actions being knock her out and call someone from the runaways to come and pick them up. Well he was going to call someone any way.
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Post by kyle on Jul 10, 2010 0:17:39 GMT -5
*Great, an even bigger reason to not trust this guy. He was now threatening her and she still hasn't herd a good reason to why she should trust him. She had no reason to believe him, except for his work witch screams untrustworthy.*
You're bad at answering questions, I need a good reason to trust you. Not for you to threaten me!
*She had friends back home who would know how to handle this, to handle her. But she wasn't with them, and she never will be again. She wanted to trust him, but there was no reason for it yet.*
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Post by zoltin on Jul 10, 2010 0:28:30 GMT -5
“Yeah well being the second in command of one of the most dangerous group of mutants’ means that I only answer to one person, and I can assure you it isn’t you.” Of course he was referring to Wicked. With Wicked you do what she tells you the first time and within a few seconds or she makes you do it herself.
Zoltin also know he had a good reason, that reason being that he was apparently her half brother. However with her acting like this she would probably think that since he was her brother that he had been sent to find her and bring her back home, which was the opposite of what he was trying to do. “Have I really given you a reason not to trust me?”
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Post by kyle on Jul 10, 2010 0:36:23 GMT -5
*Brittney didn't answer his question, but she did think of what he said. Could she trust him? Is it possible that he actually wasn't trying to take her back? Were there any reasons to for him to lie to her? She was deep in thought, she was safe for now. So she knew that she had time to get away.*
Where are you trying to take me?
*She needed to know things before she even slightly trusted her. If necessary she was sure that she could escape and run again, she would just have to get farther away. How much was she willing to bet she could sneak on a ship heading for Europe? Not much she decided, but she could try.*
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Post by zoltin on Jul 10, 2010 0:41:10 GMT -5
Zoltin relaxed a little bit. At least she was starting to be compromising. Zoltin smiled at her. “The base of a group of mutants called the Runaways.” He took his arm off his shoulder and backed off a couple of feet to give her breathing room. “It’s just what the name suggests. Most if not all of the people of this group are runaways that are afraid that their powers will hurt people.”
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Post by kyle on Jul 10, 2010 0:44:03 GMT -5
*Brittney started to think about it more. It was temptin, but could she trust this guy.*
I guess I could try it, but if I don't like it I'm leaving and no one can stop me.
*She was sure about that, she wasn't sure if she was heading into a trap. So she only said the word "try."*
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Post by zoltin on Jul 10, 2010 0:53:16 GMT -5
Zoltin nodded. “Of course. If you feel you don’t belong there no ones going to stop you from leaving. It’s your choice to be their or not.” Zoltin had to deal with recruiting for ten years when he and Wicked first created the runaways. “Now if you’ll just follow me we’ll head to the road so my friend Xenthron can pick us and take us to the base. He should have told Wicked by now that you would be coming.”
Zoltin pulled out his phone and called Xenthron. After telling him where he would be and that he needed a ride and for him to bring his car he hung up and started walking toward the path that was big enough for his eclipse.
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Post by kyle on Jul 10, 2010 1:03:24 GMT -5
((Playing both Brittney and Xenthron in this one post))
*Luckily it was dark now and Xenthron could go out with out worrying. He grabed the car and drove to the meeting place, Brittney sat in the back of the car and was slightly calmer, enought not to break anything. After the two were in the car Xenthron pulled a sharp U turn and sped back to the hide out.*
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*At the hide out Xenthron was so tired of being out for some reason, he just went straight to his room, with out seeing anyone. Brittney looked around, confused as to why it looked like a house. Well she did guess that people did live there. She knew that she wouldn't be welcomed, who would welcome someone who could bring down the house with one nightmare? While she was thinking about this she stood still, and looked around spotting a woman looking at her...*
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Post by que on Jul 10, 2010 1:13:04 GMT -5
Wicked was waiting.
When Xenthron had given her a heads up, she'd decided to wait outside the building for them, leaning against the wall, arms folded, hands gloved, watching the road intently. And then, they were there. Wicked's gaze first wandered to Zoltin, smiling softly. So he was still out recruiting, huh? And then, she caught sight of this new 'recruit'. She could help it, she laughed. "Oh God. I think we'll need to make her out mascot. She's the only one among us that actually fits the runaway description."
Wicked shrugged away from the wall, slowly stalking towards the girl and circling her, as if examining her. "Sooooo. You are?" Her smile was small, and somewhat warm. The problem? The warmness only made Wicked look even more conniving.
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Post by zoltin on Jul 10, 2010 1:19:11 GMT -5
Zoltin exited the small black car, his left hand hanging uselessly at his side. He just shook his head and smiled, being more then used to Wicked’s antics by now then most of the other runaways. “Yeah, but you have to take that up with her. Not that I’d mind if you did. I’ve given up trying to argue with you.”
Zoltin continued up the path toward Wicked. “Don’t scare the girl to bad Wicked. She is just a newbie after all.” With that he went to stand behind Wicked while she checked out the newest member of the runaways.
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Post by kyle on Jul 10, 2010 1:25:07 GMT -5
*Brittney watched the woman as much as she could. What did she mean mascot? There was no way! As she started to wonder around her Brittney was getting nervous.*
K-kyle
*That smile, it wasn't friendly, it was scary, she wasn't sure how she felt about his woman. AS she was debating how she felt the the car window witch she was still fairly near got two large breaks in it, then shattered completely. Well at least she knew, this woman scared her and she wasn't sure if she wanted to stay now.*
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Post by que on Jul 10, 2010 1:38:26 GMT -5
Wicked grinned, flashing her pearly white teeth and shrugging, returning her full attention to her right hand.... Who seemed to have a lame left hand. She slowly blinked, her smile vanishing. "What did you do to your hand?" After a few minutes, she smiled again. "I don't try to scare them. It just happens. Can't help it.... To much." She snickered.
Finally her attention returned to 'Kyle', her smile a little softer, and friendlier this time. "Okay, Kyle. And what's your real name?" She snickered again. Oh, how Wicked could see through the fake name so quickly. "It's sort of obvious that's not your real name. Most of us go by names we choose, but I still like to know the real name." She paused. "No. You can't know my real name. Zoltin, don't tell her." Zoltin knew Wicked's real name, the name she never went by, but still carried. It was a nuisance of a name, and she didn't want it to be known through the group.
Then, oh dear, the car window just broke. So that was the girl's power? Interesting. "Huh. I don't think breaking Xenthron's car is a smart idea. He's rather protective of his things..." Walking past Kyle, Wicked approached the broken window, leaning forward to examine it. "Hm...." She pulled off her gloves, dropping them to the ground. Quickly she gathered up the glass, the pieces shimmering and molding back together. As if it were a puzzle, she literally put the glass of the window back together, messing with the glass so that it would mold back together. Fixing done, she scooped up her gloves again, slipping them back on with out a second thought.
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