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Post by Stella Booth on Aug 11, 2011 2:35:43 GMT -5
When he ran off to the bar Stella put her hand on her hips and glared at Ash he did not just leave her in the middle of the dance floor like that. She weighted tell he sat down his wings sheltering him for the rest of the world before she moved and sat next to him.
She sat there for a wile a sour look on her face her arms crossed and one leg crossed over the other anyone in the room could tell she was mad just by her face. She ordered a drink. But continued to sit there and pissed that he’d just leave her on the dance floor like that.
Once her drink came Stella just stared at it until the drink imploded along with all the other cups on the bar at that moment she didn’t care about the damage that she just caused or if anyone had got in hurt by the glass she wasn’t going to clean it up and there was no way to prove she did it and could you blame her sometimes her powers acted on there own free will and she had been feeling odd lately.
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Post by ashelsolh on Aug 15, 2011 18:01:08 GMT -5
Trying vainly to sober up, Ashel rubbed his eyes and took a swig of beer from his mug. He wanted to take it easy for awhile before he drank anything harder. Running a hand through his choppy black hair, he looked around the bar, trying to locate Stella. Guilt flooded him as he looked on: he had abandoned the girl in the middle of their dance without a word as to why. It was an impulsive move, to be sure, but Ash couldn’t help it: in that instant, his mind was just filled with the overwhelming desire to get some space.
He almost jumped in his seat. Stella was sitting right next to him. She was hunched over slightly, looking irritated with her arms crossed in front of her chest. She was looking pointedly away from him, boring a hole into her drink. The girl was clearly pissed. Ashel weighed her mood against his desire to make amends, and decided to say something to her. He leaned in.
At that exact moment, his mug of beer shattered into a million little pieces, as did the drinks of everyone at the bar. The cold, frothy brew exploded in his face, leaving him drenched and covered in foam. He blinked, taken aback with what had just happened. His soggy wings folded outwards in order to dry out.
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Post by Stella Booth on Aug 18, 2011 0:50:57 GMT -5
Stella felt him lean in but not enogh time for he to cool down any and much to late for all of the drinks to inplod. Well she didn’t make any friends when that happened being that she was the only mutant that no one knew and she looked the most pissed out of anyone she was an easy target for everyone to assume it was her witch they would have been right.
Many drunk, angry boys and girls started moving around her yelling at her that she was going to pay for there drinks “No Ash is hear” She started walking off she was going to find a new party. That was until some very angry guys pulled her to the side and backing her into the coner of the club
“Now you bitch what makes you think you can make a mess of this place and not pay
Stella seemed board “ I thought you all where Xavier’s little babies you wouldn’t hurt a girl”
take that back you don’t know who your dealing with there one of you and way more of us
“And if you take one step closer to me I’m going to do what I did to the glass to your hart” she snaped Stella was not happy and but also she didn’t think any of these people could hurt her she had completely forgotten that she was in a room with mutants and all of them had powers like she did and could do just as much damage to her as she could to them.
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