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Post by Flame on Sept 8, 2011 21:18:53 GMT -6
   Mal drove carefully. After all he had a very beautiful car. It was actually his only one. His mom had bought half of it for him, but he’d done the hard part, and no you didn’t want to know where the money came from. Charles Xaiver may be one of the light, but Malcolm Xaiver was gray. He thought his middle name fit him well. He was neither a good guy nor a bad. And personally he liked it that way, though the day before had disturbed him. That was to dark. That was Magneto worthy. His dark eyes watched everything around him carefully, as he drove, including the woman in the other seat. Laura. A smirk came to his lips as he thought about the night before. He had no doubt that he smelt like her.
He slowed as they came to the gate. The man sighed as he eyed the blond inside, and glanced at the card Mal was waving. ”She’s taken leave.” was all the man said before he opened the gate and let the car through. Mal drove easily to his spot and slipped in, careful to not scratch anything. ”Well let’s go see what everyone is doing.” he didn’t show his nerviousness about the fact that Logan was sure to find them. And quickly. He stepped out of his car, glancing around him. He could see the training field from here, but there was nothing to worry about. His blue eyes held hers for a second before he motioned towards the big silvery building. ”Ready?” [/blockquote]  [/center] Word Count: Dun care…
Notes: This is ONE DAY after Mal and Jae go crazy on Damien Crane. Tori’s taken leave and is sleeping. At least for now. *drool*(click)
Attire: To lazy
Status: Complete
Muse: wrapped in your arms Fireflight
Pic By: Google, Alex Pettyfer
Lyrics By: 30 Seconds to Mars A Beautiful Lie
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Post by Laura 'X-23' Kinney on Sept 9, 2011 2:49:06 GMT -6
   Window down, Laura's arm rested on the door of the car, her fingers playing with the air as it rushed by. She was trying to relax, but hadn't managed very well. A contrast to this morning, she knew she was bleeding over her nerves - she didn't hide them, but she took comfort in the fact that Malcolm was with her. He had promised to see her thru this. She trusted him to keep to his word.
Turning her head on the headrest, she looked over at his as he drove. He seemed focused on the room, giving her a little time to just watch him. She would rather just drive - down to the beach, to the desert, any place. Just to keep going... but she knew that they had to do this.
They pulled up to the gate, Mal talking with the Security Guard as Laura undid her seatbelt. Leaning a little forward against the dashboard, she peered up at the building as the man let them in. Laura took deep breaths, taking in ever smell she could as Malcolm parked the car. As the engine died, she glanced over at him.
With a nod, she slipped out of the car and closed the door gently behind her, stepping around to the rear of it to meet Mal. She left her jacket in the car - or one of Malcolm's, since hers was in the wash. Hooking her thumbs in back pockets of her jeans, see looked at the building, then back to Mal. He was waiting, catching her green eyes with his for a moment before stepping off toward the doors.
Was she ready? "Not really, but dodgin' it will only make it worse." She pivoted, falling into step next to him as the icy ball started to knot in her stomach. She hadn't seen Logan in.... what? A year at least - probably longer. "Think he's here? And am I even allowed to be here?"
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STATUS! complete
TAGS! Flame, Feral
NOTES! --
INSPIRATION! Lady Antebellum
CREDITS! Template By arro @ Caution!
Pic By MARVEL
LYRICS! "If You Can't Live Without Me,
Why Aren't You Dead Yet?" by Mayday Parade
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Post by wolverine on Sept 10, 2011 6:19:35 GMT -6
Logan caught the scent of who had arrived long before he saw the pair of walking into the complex. He snarled softly, the initial responce to her scent, but he beat it back. She was on neutral ground, and he was not all that bad off with her. His beastie just did not like having compition on his turf...not like this was his turf anyway...
Logan had spent all night laying with Tori. Her panic had subsided in the early morning and when she was fast asleep, he had slipped out of her room. He needed to move and stretch his legs, as well as get a message out to Storm that he was required to stay here a while. He felt he needed to keep near Tori for the next few days, help her regain her balance after that horrible exsperience. He was glad that he did not have to see what was left of Damien Crane, but he hoped that whatever the pair of telepaths had done was justice for his Tori.
Now that he thought about it, he had not seen Jae at all since he took Tori to her room last night. He had not smelled a wiff of her scent anywhere and it was odd that she was not at Tori's side. It was hard to seperate the pair normally (Because Jae was too clingy to do things on her own), so this was new...He walked up to wards Laura and Mal, stoping to lean against the door frame. Her glacial eyes fixed on Laura first, assessing, before moving to Mal. Good, to see you, Laura...Mal. Have you seen Jae or senced her anywhere. She up and disappeared last night. I don't want Tori to throw a fit if she finds out I lost her little kitty."
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Muse:alright
Other:none really
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Post by Flame on Sept 11, 2011 17:01:45 GMT -6
The physic didn’t need to use his powers to see the hostility. He was not happy about that situation. But it didn’t matter. He eyed the smaller man. That was bad. He didn’t like the words were bothering him, but he refused to use his powers. Not right now. He tried to not react to Laura, but he was having a hard time. Of the three minds in close proximity, he heard his, and hers. Her’s was almost… normal to hear. Which was odd, all other minds had felt weird. He glanced at her.
He did find himself chuckling slightly, though it was an angry, or dark chuckle. ”I don’t feel her anywhere. Not that I’d try right now. And that’s all you can say to her? Hi? I know for a fact that she’s tried to kill you more than once, and she get’s a hi. Geeze, Tori really must have tamed you.” he said, feeling annoyed [/blockquote] [/center] Word Count: Dun care…
Notes: Blah.
Attire: To lazy
Status: Complete
Muse: wrapped in your arms Fireflight
Pic By: Google, Alex Pettyfer
Lyrics By: 30 Seconds to Mars A Beautiful Lie
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Post by Laura 'X-23' Kinney on Sept 12, 2011 10:41:11 GMT -6
They had barely crossed the threshold into the building, already she could smell him. Wolverine's scent was... distinct. Nearly Unique in a place like this, but Laura knew he was there the moment she came into the building - just as she was sure he knew she was there. She dropped back a step, letting Malcolm take the lead. She stopped short, head coming up as the man neared; green eyes locking onto Logan's blue-ice gaze without fear. Wary, not fear, in her eyes as the two seemed to have a little face off before Wolverine spoke.
His instant dismissal of her didn't surprise her; she wished she could have said it didn't bother her, but at least she managed not to show it. She continued to simply look at him, her eyes scanning his face - he looked, older, if that was possible. Stress maybe? Last time she had run into him, he'd been with the X-men; why here now? She managed a sarcastic smile. "Same to you, Wolverine. You are looking well, given."
Mal's instant defense of her did break her mask. She dropped her defensive, 'face-off' stance with her 'father'. "Mal, its okay - I told you he wasn't going to be happy to see me." She kept her voice as calm as she could as she scanned Malcolm's features. She was a little surprised he took Wolverine's reactions so... personal. She didn't LIKE Mal upset; and knowing that even a little she was causing him this bugged her on a level she didn't want to acknowledge.
With a little sigh, Laura shook her head, flaring dark hair in a sheet across her shoulders and back." Coming here was a horrible idea. I shouldn't have... If its all the same to you, Mal - I think I'll wait in the car for you to do whatever you needed here. I'm not into causing more problems."
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STATUS! complete
TAGS! Flame, Feral
NOTES! --
INSPIRATION! Lady Antebellum
CREDITS! Template By arro @ Caution!
Pic By MARVEL
LYRICS! "If You Can't Live Without Me,
Why Aren't You Dead Yet?" by Mayday Parade
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Post by wolverine on Sept 12, 2011 14:21:09 GMT -6
Mal's harsh words invoked yet another snarl for him, this time the beast joining the human in mutual irritation. His glacier-eyes bore down on Mal and his voice has a razor quality to it. "Victoria can not tame what I am, as I can not time the flames in her. This is how it should be." He glanced back over at Laura as he felt her gaze look him over. He turned his face back to the tall man and his voice changed back to more of his normal gruff speech, "As for Laura, She has tried to kill me, but I have thought over the occurances and desided to let them stand. I may not seem like it, but I am forgiving when I want to be, especially with someone who can be an eternal enemy to me. I would rather keep her neutral... or maybe work towards a friend."
He straightened up from how he was leaning on the doorframe and took a pace forwards. He locked eyes with Laura again, and exstened a hand to her. It was a neutral handshake, a signal of a meeting between equals. He had age and exsperience over the girl, to be sure, but she had her own talents... And she was family. He knew it was not a true family thing, but he could see (and smell) a bit of himself in the girl, so the beastie viewed her as family. His voice might of held a hint of warmth as he said, "I did not mean to brush you off, Laura. I'm...alright..with seeing you. I just don't want Tori setting me on fire cause I lost her insane tiger. What brings you here anyway?"
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Muse:Good
Other:Tag!
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Post by Flame on Sept 13, 2011 21:46:45 GMT -6
Oddly enough Mal didn’t react. At all. He glanced at Laura. ”Please stay. I’m a consultant, and you are my guest.” his voice changed subtly. They sounded quite a bit like they had the day before. Though before he’d gone home. His blue eyes turned to lock on Logans. ”Except you do as you wish, until she steps up next to you. It’s weird. Well for you. Human. Very human. It’s well known that men, at least in the beginning of a situation act as perfect as possible around their chosen… well mate is the best word there. Prize sounds to… animal like. But up until the second she steps out and gets notice, he acts like… well himself. In yourcase, an animal. Hence the glaring, growling, and posturing. For you. Me? I’m a little different.” Mal was quiet, his voice was... off. Still.
He kept his gaze on Logan. ”She’s your clone. Perfectly. Well ok, female, green eyes, and a few other things. That makes her YOUR responsibility, or like all father’s, she’s your daughter. She’s not fully yours, you can’t have a female without one chromosome, and obviously she’s got one of them. She'd have to have two to be a clone of you. Green eyes give it away. So that means she’s got a mother. So. I’d think something a bit more than… neutral or a friend would be appropriate. Which reminds me… Does Tori know?” the man asked, keeping still. He didn’t notice as his sent seemed to disappear. Mixing with the rest of the sents around him, though he was still there.
”The insane Tiger, isn’t as insane as you think. She’s a big girl now. She can take care of herself. And I’ll tell Tori that when I see her.” [/blockquote] [/center] Word Count: Dun care…
Notes: Blah.
Attire: To lazy
Status: Complete
Muse: wrapped in your arms Fireflight
Pic By: Google, Alex Pettyfer
Lyrics By: 30 Seconds to Mars A Beautiful Lie
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