::mysterious
music plays in the background:: ~buh
buh BUUUUH~ Ok, ok people, the plot is thickening and getting DAMN good. Just
you wait to see what I got in store for you… ::grins:: =D
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I
laid down on the couch in the TV room. I had just gotten out of the "meeting"
with the rest of the group. And I left with a headache like you wouldn't
imagine. The whole two hours after I returned to the control room, was just two
hours of them questioning me. It was enough to give anyone a headache, even
though I had managed to find a couple of Advil earlier.
I closed my eyes and softly rubbed my temples. This
place, and these people were definitely hazardous to my health, I told myself.
After a few moments I opened my eyes. The mansion was
relatively quiet, except for the few teenagers passing who were laughing as
loud as they possibly could. I groaned as I snapped off a blade growing from my
shoulder when I tried to make another blade grow out of my shin.
I sighed right before I heard footsteps enter the room,
"Hey Sarah, what'cha doin?" Kitty strolled into the room quietly.
I stared at my arm on last time then let it fall by my
side, "Nothin, tryin to get this damn power o' mine under control, ya know
making bones grow, all that fun stuff." I explained in a dull voice.
She was quiet for a while, like something was on her mind.
I thought about asking her, but there were two problems with that. She'd
discover that I might actually care, which could be dangerous, plus teenage
girls always have something on their minds; between boyfriends and crushes and
best friend dilemmas, "Have you ever, like, thought about maybe, making one of
your blades stop growing instead of making a new one grow? Ya know, a
different approach."
"Not a bad idea kid." I thought about it. This girl might
not be as air-headed as she appeared, "Was there summtin you wanted?"
She just stood there in an awkward, almost sheepish
stance, "Uh, yeah there was…"
I glared at her, "And that would be…"
"I…uh, I kinda…"
She paused, then she said in a hurried voice, "I felt like I should, like, warn
you before they come, because its not gonna be pretty and I kinda thought it
was, like, my fault in a way." She took in a deep breath before practically
running out of the room.
And the X-Mansion gets weirder as time goes by, I thought
to myself.
"She's in there!" I heard Scott's voice mumble, with a
distinct tone of fury and irritation.
Logan's voice was low and muffled, but it stood out, "We're talkin' about a hack and slash mission in the mansion. The target; that good-for-nuthin sewer scum Marrow.
