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Post by Ninmast on Mar 18, 2007 20:49:37 GMT -5
I know, came the response from Star. I saw you when you came in. What's wrong, Chris? she asked, obviously noticing that something was off.
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Post by Veros on Mar 18, 2007 22:43:45 GMT -5
Its just... he then shakes his head, its nothing... he then shifts his weight almost like he was carrying something, but something that really isn't too heavy.
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Post by Ninmast on Mar 18, 2007 22:54:54 GMT -5
Star scowled, now entirely distracted from the discussion with Mary. It's not nothing, Chris. I'm a telepath, remember? Now, what is it?
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Post by Veros on Mar 18, 2007 23:02:27 GMT -5
I know... Its just that... its been such a long time... and you haven't aged a day... he thinks, slowly, as if taking the time to pick the right words to think.
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Post by Ninmast on Mar 18, 2007 23:08:29 GMT -5
This time, she turned to face him, and her glare could be seen even from the distance they were at. You already knew I wouldn't, Chris. That's not what's bothering you.
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Post by Veros on Mar 18, 2007 23:11:01 GMT -5
Chris quickly looks away before shifting his weight a little, Your right... its just how crowed this place is and why Killian thought he needed alarms set up...
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Post by Ninmast on Mar 18, 2007 23:22:34 GMT -5
Star turned back to Mary with a polite smile. "Excuse me, please."
She stepped into a passing crowd, but was suddenly right in front of Chris, speaking verbally. "You know that I know you're not giving me the whole story, Chris. Why are you lying to me?"
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Post by Veros on Mar 18, 2007 23:24:56 GMT -5
He looks off to the side when Star moves to in front of him, before he says, "Its just that I'm not sure if its safe here... at all..."
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Post by Ninmast on Mar 18, 2007 23:29:02 GMT -5
"Talk to me, Chris ..." She made no move to make him, and her telepathic probes remained at their passive epidermal layer. She clearly wasn't going to force him to do so.
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Post by Veros on Mar 19, 2007 6:40:39 GMT -5
In the alleyway, Tif states, "2 minutes..."
"Its just that I know something bad is going to happen... please don't ask how..."
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Post by Ninmast on Mar 19, 2007 10:11:16 GMT -5
"Fine," she agreed, "I won't ask how, but tell me what you know about it, and maybe we can save some lives."
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Post by Veros on Mar 19, 2007 18:28:44 GMT -5
"What I hear Star... is that they will use bullets manufactured to move at a rapid rate and almost completely neutralize a person's ability to heal... By what I've heard, they move almost as fast if not as fast or faster then yourself..." He says, glancing downwards at his right arm, which begins to bleed lightly, like something just cut him. "Ow..."
Mean while, "Not long now..." Tif says to Elizabeth. "Okay... I'll send him a little warning to get out here..." she says right before thinking and activating one of her powers, to cause his arm to bleed...
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Post by Giant Brother on Mar 19, 2007 19:21:51 GMT -5
*Karen* "Alright, if you insist," Jeffery answered as he guided her toward the rink once more. "Do you think I could at least watch?" *Karen* "Okay, I guess." The girl said as she psychically led the pair over the ice. "Though I don't know why you want to watch me seduce, blackmail, manipulate and/or brainwash cannon fodder." She said, not noticing the energy readings fading from her sensor. *Star* Cassandra rushed back up to the pair, a small book clutched tightly in her arms. "Uh, have you seen Glenn?" She asked Star before looking at Chris. She raised an eyebrow. "Is she your....?" She started to ask. *Glenn* Glenn skated past Mary. "Hey, punk. You seen a girl in a red dress, with a red ribbon tied up in a bow on her head? She has brown hair, nice figure.... Bah, what am I asking you for? You look like you wouldn't help someone if they held a gun to your head." He grumbled, moving along.
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Post by Veros on Mar 19, 2007 20:10:01 GMT -5
Chris blushes greatly, before saying, "No, not at all... Its been what, 8 years or so Star, since we last saw each other..." While he was saying that his right arm seeming boils and looks like molten metal where the cut was before sealing over as if it never happened, with out so much as a scar or redness or even discoloration.
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Post by Ninmast on Mar 20, 2007 1:24:45 GMT -5
*Karen*
"For sheer entertainment," Jeffery answered, though his gaze was more focused on his feet as he concentrated on keeping the proper movements. "Why else? I'm always seeming to come in after the fact anymore. I never get to see what you've learned in action."
*Star*
She narrowed her eyes at the talk of such bullets. "Not only is that physically impossible, it's ridiculous. You don't know this, but my healing abilities aren't based on an energy technique. They're from my dunk in ..."
Cassandra came up then and Star looked around. It didn't take her long to pinpoint the omnipotent by picking him out from the crowd. "There he is, over there on the ice. And no, we're not a couple, if that's what you were thinking. I know I don't look it, but I'm probably somewhere around twice his age."
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