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Post by chris on Feb 14, 2011 23:00:13 GMT -5
*Chris was in one of the more casual of the family rooms that the main building had. The television was on her favorite show and a bowl of pre-sliced pickles on her lap. She was half laying down on a longer couch with some pillows propping her up on the arm rest. She whore a black t-shirt with dark red roses on it. With dark wash skinny jeans. Black UGG's were at the foot of the couch that she lay on. Her hair had been straightened and put in a pony tail.*
*It was mid day and the clouds were covering the sun entirely. She hated these days. Wicked got mad at her when she went out. Because she is weaker when the sun wasn't out.*
*Her favorite show turned to a commercial as she pulled up a bottle of bear and took a swig. Most of the members would scold her for drinking when she was only seventeen. But she was actually twenty one. But she didn't like telling people this, so she would just live with their scoldings. She placed the open bottle back on the ground as she herd someone entering the room. She placed a sliced pickle in her mouth and focused on the television.*
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Post by mitch on Feb 15, 2011 1:40:06 GMT -5
Michal had been walking around all day why there was no real reason just the fact that it was outside and something to do, far better then sitting around all day yea the weather was not the best it could be but for this time of year it was to be expected yea Mich was not as strong out in this weather but as long as there was some light then it hurt him to be out.
But after the weather hadn’t cleared up, Michal let out a small sigh as he went back inside there no use walking in weather that wasn’t going to improve anytime soon maybe tomorrow the weather would clear up a bit. Mich thought about sitting down and watching t.v. So he walked in to the family room to find that someone was already watching T.V.
Well he didn’t have any show in mind to watch anyway, so he might as well just sit down and watch. The girl who was watching was one that he had seen before but had never gotten to know real well, she looked younger then him in her late teens maybe...
Mich gave a small smile to her, Kinda feeling a little bad that he did not know her name at the moment
“hey do you mind if I join you”
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Post by chris on Feb 15, 2011 1:49:34 GMT -5
*Chris smiled and finished what was in her mouth before she nodded.* Go right a head. *She then picked up her beer again and took another swig. She didn't usually drink, but there was nothing else good in the fridge today. One drink wouldn't effect her majorly and she was planning on taking a nap after the show.*
*The boy did look fairly familiar. She was sure she had seen him around, but there were lots of runaways around here.* I'm Chrysanthemum, or Chris for short. *To tell the truth her real name was shorter than any of her alias' but she hated it and preferred Chris. But for some reason she thought it would be good to give the full name. Many of the Runaways went by alias' so it wasn't strange to meet some one with an odd name. Even their leader went by an alias. Not many people called her by her real name, and any one who did....well would suffer greatly. She wondered if the boy would mention her drink selection. He seemed like a nice guy, so he might not, out of curtasy or something like that. But she was of age... technically.
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Post by mitch on Feb 15, 2011 2:20:47 GMT -5
“Thanks, so what you watching” Mich sat on the couch next to her, steaching his legs out in-front of him getting comparable. He could of really cared less for what she was watching well as long as it wasn’t some really cheesy shop opera and even if it was he wouldn’t say much about it.
When she interdused her self Michal smiled, Chrysanthemum was a very lovely name and it matched the fact hat she had a rose on her shirt they where booth flowers booth lovely. He nodded keeping the name in his head in case they where to run in each other again.
“My names Michal, or Mich, Chrysanthemum that’s a lovely name it matches you very well”
When she had token a drink Mich didn’t say anything for one, in Canada the legal drinking age was between 18-19 depending on where you are and looking over Chris if you pushed it she could be 18 barely. Also most young teens wanted to drink every once in a wile that was kinda what being a teen was about goofing up and screwing up now and then he didn’t know that many kids that hadn’t had there frist beer before the legal age. And if Wicked was to come in and yell at him for watching her drink then he just state he didn’t know and really they shouldn’t be keeping stuff like that in the fridge if they didn’t want people getting drunk.
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Post by chris on Feb 15, 2011 2:41:29 GMT -5
*Chris smiled and answered what show she was watching. It was some popular teen show. She smiled at his name and his response to her name.* Thank you. Your either a shameless flirt, or a really nice guy. *It was half way meant as a joke. But either one could be true. Either way, she didn't care.*
*There was little chance of Wicked yelling at Mich for just watching her drink. If there was any yelling, it would be at Chris. But she doubted that Wicked would yell. She was one of the few that knew Chris' true age.*
*Chris watched the show as teen's did stupid things and Chris sighed. Teenagers were so stupid. And kids looked up to them to do great things. And adults thought they were at that stage where they did stupid things and shouldn't be trusted.* Teenagers are so stupid. They don't realize that their actions punish those around them too. *Taking another drink she realized that she spoke as if she was twenty one, not seventeen. But she had herd normal teenagers speaking down on the age group too. Hopefully he wouldn't notice her little slip up, or just think it was her way of excluding herself from the category. Even if she was drinking underage.*
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Post by mitch on Feb 15, 2011 10:45:18 GMT -5
He blinked a few times when she called him shameless flirt. “Eh can’t a guy say anything nice with out being accused of flirting” he joked back with her, he was a flirt at times but he didn’t think he was a super nice guy either just an avenge guy.
Michal watched the show with her, it was stupid the things that the teenagers in the show where doing if Mich was with a few friends watching this he would of said something by now but he didn’t want to offend Chris about the idiot things the people where doing on T.V , When she gave a sigh and commented on how idiotic teenagers where he rasied a brow and almost wanted to give a small chuckle, did she realize how odd it was to hear that come out of her mouth, she had to still be a teen.
“you can’t be to much older then them, what are they six-teen, seven-teen years old and your….what eight-teen, you got to give them some slack, and come on we all did stupid things in a teen years, heck that’s why there’s so many T.V shows about the idiotic things teens do.”
He smiled at her, most people around hear were odd, so saying something like this wasn’t to odd but it was still an odd thing to say that your own age group where all idiots it was like calling your self and idiot.
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Post by chris on Feb 15, 2011 12:10:45 GMT -5
*Chris was happy to have someone to talk to. Good he realized her joke. He would be a good friend if they had more of a chance to get to know each other.*
*She stopped at his comment. That was a big oops.* True. But I'll let you in on a secret. *She sat up and moved close to Mich's face.* I'm not really seventeen. But my body is. I'm really twenty one. *That would probably come as a shock to him. she looked in her teens, and he looked like he was in his early twenties, maybe nineteen. But she doubted it by his comment.* I know I don't look for it but that's the fault of my mutant ability.
*She then went back to her comfortable spot and watched the snow until another commercial. Drinking from the beer bottle and eating her pickles. It was an odd tasting combination, but it wasn't disgusting. He would probably be confused as to how to treat her. Most people would be, that was one reason why she didn't usually tell most people.*
Don't worry about anything, You don't need to know how to treat me. I'm used to being treated like I'm seventeen. *She smile as if this was no big deal about her being younger than her real age. But that was who she was. She did want to be let down by anything.*
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Post by mitch on Feb 15, 2011 14:13:29 GMT -5
When she sat up and got real close, Michal gave a blank look, secret? Why would see tell him a secret when they had just met, but that didn’t matter to him right now. When she said that she was twenty-one the first thought that went threw his head was what this girl is older how come she looks so young.
“What your twenty-one” he let out a small laugh man she must of got sick of explaining that to people “You know how many women your age would kill for a younger looking body” He was shocked that she was that old he would of never guessed but when she said it was a fault in her power that made cents powers can do some real messed up things to your body sometimes not like Michal knew him self but he’d seen it.
As she sat back down to watched her show, Mich looked back at the T.v, not really paying attsion to what was going on the screen his mind off somewhere else. He looked towards her when she spoke again.
He gave he an odd look when she said not to worry about how to treat her the idea had come across his mind slightly but “ Chris, Why would anyone treat you any different if you where seven-teen, twenty-one, or even thirty there isn’t a huge age difference between seven-teen and twenty-one and your still a person yea I guess there is legal stuff that different then someone who is seven-teen compared to someone who is twenty-one but who cares…well besides law informant”
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Post by chris on Feb 15, 2011 18:18:09 GMT -5
I'm sure, but it's not all that it's cracked up to be. But what ever. *Chris gave him one of her "live life" smiles. She didn't let things get her down for too long.*
*Mich was putting to much thought into this. People treated teenagers differently. Not by much, but my small things. They didn't really catch it because they weren't in Chris' shoes. But it was worse when she was younger. Dealing with school and all.* It happens. Not all that much but it does. You don't have to worry about it. I'm sure you have your own problems. Seeing that your here. *Everyone in he runaways had problems. Wicked couldn't have skin contact. Nelly couldn't have strong emotions, and Chris couldn't grow normally. That was only some examples too.*
*Chris watched as the show came to a fairly suspenseful end. But only for those who were into the show. Chris then finished off her bottle of beer. Tossing it into the trash can she smiled and let out a small "woo" noise. She rarely made the 'basket' with that sort of things. She then finished offer her pickles and looked at him.* So are you board, not aloud outside or something else?
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Post by mitch on Feb 16, 2011 1:06:45 GMT -5
When she had said that she was sure he had his own problems he nodded his may not be as bad as others but his power was hard to control when he used it and when he absorbed to much it was tradictorphic for anyone near him, not for himself but he’d hurt people before why losing control it was better to be hear where mentally you can keep your self in check in stead of running around with people where if he did lose it no one could try to protected them self’s
The ending for the show was well for Michal who had never watched the show, he didn’t care so much be he could see if someone cared about the charters in the show how it might matter but at the same time, it was a bit cheesy.
He gave a small smile as she made the small ‘woo’ sound it was kind of funny, or cute he couldn’t pick witch well more entertaining then the show.
“good shot”
Yea he was board kind of why he walked in her in the first place cause he was board and was trying to find something to do.
“Yea I guess you could say a little”
He arched a brow when she said she wasn’t aloud out side, he figured it had to do something with her power like she said everyone had a negative to there power hear.
“Why aren’t you aloud out side?”
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Post by chris on Feb 16, 2011 1:17:36 GMT -5
*Chris was happy she met Mich, he was fun.* Thanks I guess I'm pretty lucky right now...or it's because your here. *There was no harm in a little flirting. They were...technically, close in age, and he wasn't that bad looking.*
*She was right. Most people just wondered around when they were board. Or did something stupid and lame that they would do just because they were board. She was an open person, so she had no problem telling him. And she loved to talk to people*
*Looking around the room she spotted a tall plant in one of the corners. She pointed to it and looked back at Mich.* I'm like a plant. I guess that's the best way to put it. But I grow in the sun, and am strongest in the sun. I'm weaker with out it, so Wicked doesn't like me wondering around lots. I took a walk to a town thirty miles away and back and she almost yelled. It was because it was getting dark. But I love walks. *She could rant some times and knew that it was sometimes trouble some for the person. So she stopped to let him give some input*
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Post by mitch on Feb 16, 2011 1:54:18 GMT -5
He gave a big goofy smile when she said that she might of only made the shot cause he was there that would have been way to sweet if it where true.
“well if that is the case maybe we should hang around more often….maybe I’m a good luck charm or something for you” ok that was flirting from his part he could tell and once he said it he wanted to hit him self in the head. How much of a creep could you sound like but maybe she wouldn’t catch it.
As she explained her power he nodded, so she was a plant…sort of that was easy enough to under stand but she may have been using layman’s terms on his so he could understand. But it was nice to meet someone who was so open about there powers.
He smiled when talked about wicked, that was something wicked would do she was a lot like a mother figure for the runaways… a messed up mother figure but the runaways where just one big disfunsial family as far as he saw it. It was good that Wicked didn’t want her out when it was dark, but the sky know yea it was over case but it wasn’t too bad there would be a ray of sun light shine threw every now and then.
“O I see, so like a plant you use light to grow….hey does that mean you can just sit out in the sun and not have to eat for days just living on sunlight” he joked with her she did say she was like a plant but how much like a plant he didn’t know.
When Chris said how she loved walking Mich gave another one of his goofy smiles, that was his favorite past times.
“hey why don’t we go out and walk a little bit I think I can fix that little sunlight problem of yours”
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Post by chris on Feb 16, 2011 12:42:55 GMT -5
*Chris caught his "creep" thing. But she thought it was more like flirting...majorly on his part. then she wondered what he really felt for her. Was he just playing along or did he really thing she was cute?* I wouldn't mind hanging out more. *She loved to have friends. And she wouldn't mind hanging out with him more. He was fairly cute.*
Not quite. I still need food. It just makes my body grow or not. No nourishment. And I have quite a green thumb too. *That was quite literal too. She had always loved gardening but now...it was more exciting.*
*She was surprised when he mentioned that they could go on a walk together. And that he could fix her "problem." But she didn't really need it, especially if it would hurt him. But she smiled* Alright lets go. But just as long as you can help protect me if anything happens, then I think everything should be fine.
*She then got up from her comfortable position and slipped on her UGG boots and stood up, ready to go. Well almost. She still needed to drop by the kitchen to drop off the bowl she was using and stop by her room to get a nice warm jacket.*
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Post by mitch on Feb 16, 2011 14:20:11 GMT -5
“cool, so I take it you do lots of gardening then when the weather is nicer”
Mich wanted Spring to come he was getting sick of the snow and the cold weather, Spring was full of so much life the grass was green the sun shined therew more…yes he was more likely to lose control during the summer and spring but he knew how much he had to take in before he hurt anyone so he had gotten better at it over the years
“don’t worry, I wont let anything happen to you….If I did Wicked would have my head” Mich only added that last part because he didn’t want to come across as to flirty, he had no idea what her feeling where yea she was flirting but that didn’t mean anything girls flirt all the time, Size why would someone like her like him.
He wouldn’t of let anything happen to her anyway, not just because she was a runaway, or that she was a girl but he didn’t like it when anything hurt anyone weather he knew them or not so she could be for sure as long as he had a say Chris would never gave to protected her self.
“hey let me take this” he said grabbing the bowl for her “I’ll meet you at the front door, you can go get a jacket or something”
He walked to the kitchen and dropped off her dish, and then stood neck to the front door. Weighting for her come back with her jacket.
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Post by chris on Feb 16, 2011 15:25:48 GMT -5
*Chris smiled.* Yea, and it's not just in the spring. My room is pretty much a garden. *That was an understatement. She had many rare and exotic plants in her room, that was one reason why her room was quite warm.*
Thank you so much *She let him take the bowl then as soon as he was gone she rushed to her room, quite excited. She was so happy to be able to go out on a nice long walk. And not to mention she found a walking partner, who wasn't that bad looking and was really nice. It took her a while to find a jacket that fit her out fit and made her look good, but still warm. She finally decided on on and headed to the front door.*
*Once there, with the same excited smile on her face she looked up at Mich.* Lets go. *She didn't care where they were going or how long they would be gone, she had her phone and anyone who needed to get a hold of her knew her number. She opened the door and they started their walk.*
*Once out of the hide out area they started on a long stretch of road going nowhere in paticular.*
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