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Post by Amy Murdock on Sept 29, 2007 18:23:22 GMT -5
Amy walked out of the club and started down the back street. The night air nipped at her bronze cheeks and made her hair stand on end. It could also be an effect of her searing anger she felt at that point. She let out an angry groan and shoke her head.
She suddenly heard the footsteps behind her and her eyes grew wider. She had just fought off the drunken idiot at the bar. Did he actually dare follow her into the dark where she would have advantage? Surely he must know that no one would hear his screams.
She smirked then dodged around a corner awaiting him. Just before he turned into the street she grabbed his hand out with the swiftness of a cat and threw her followed against the wall her eyes black as he power seized control over her mind. She raised her leg pushing it against her followers throat holding her fists out in a fighters stance before actually seeing if it was the drunken from the bar.
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Post by reaper on Sept 29, 2007 18:34:01 GMT -5
Reaper watched from the shadows, as a young woman stalked past him. Sensing something different about her, he followed her behind a drunken man, that had been following her before he had. Standing some distance away from her he watched as she easily pinned him there. Laughter esacped him, as he realised that she would be a perfect addition to the school. He walked into the moonlight clapping. "That was very neatly done miss."
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Post by Amy Murdock on Sept 29, 2007 18:47:32 GMT -5
Her head shot up at him her eyes empty. She opened her hands up readying her weapons if bad came to worse. Her lips parted as she watched the other stranger applaud her.
"Sir please... I don't want to die....I ha-" The human begged...untill she pushed her foot deeper into his throat. He instinctively gripped at her leg and she grimanced at him in disgust. She slashed at his hands. "Didn't I just tell you not to touch me... Thats the problem with me." She pulled her leg back and the man screamed out in pain and sank to the floor. "Hey!" She screamed glaring down at him. He grew silent whimpering. She placed a clawed finger over her lips then finally turned her attention on the stranger. "Come to help your friend or will you run away now too?" She hissed with a slight lisp as a result of her fangs.
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Post by reaper on Sept 29, 2007 19:50:34 GMT -5
Reaper smiled as he realised what he was. Perfect. He held up his hands in defense showing that he didn't want to fight.b "he is no friend of mine. Why would i care about a human?" He stepped closer so that she could see the cybernetic body parts that were displayed from underneath his shirt. "No, I just came because i have a praposal for you." He hoped that she would listen
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Post by Amy Murdock on Sept 29, 2007 20:18:02 GMT -5
Amy's eyes widened at his blatant confession of being a mutant. Amy Narrowed her eyes at him. "What makes you think I'd want to listen?" She smirked and dropped her gaze on the man that was now huddled in a ball like a child. The wind whipped through her hair for a moment and made her head turn to him. "I don't need any propasals from any one...I'm just fine on my own." She kicked softly at the mans foot and he whimpered and shoke. "Coward... " She hissed then started towards the mutant. She smirked at him as she passed him...
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Post by reaper on Sept 30, 2007 1:00:46 GMT -5
As she passed him, Reaper looked back to the man on the ground. He thought about showing her what he could do but shrugged his shoulders instead. the human had been taught his lesson. Following her, he reached his arms up in the air and cracked his neck. He darted infront of her. "Can I get a Name?"
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Post by Amy Murdock on Sept 30, 2007 5:06:27 GMT -5
Her eyes traveled up to his. She gave him a y smile then leaned closer to him to whisper in his ear. "Get your own... Your not getting mine." She pulled back looked into his eyes once again. "Now say goodbye and get out of my way..." She said with a level voice her father would have been proud of.
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Post by Torch/Desert on Oct 3, 2007 17:46:44 GMT -5
Derrick Johnson walked along the sidewalk with his hands behind his head. He loved to be out at this time of the night to chill. The wind gently blew his red t-shirt to the side as he strolled around looking for something to do. As he was walking he stumbled upon a man on a sidewalk curled up in a ball. He smiled to himself and walked over next to him to see what was going on. "A yo, what the hell's a grown man doing curled up in a ball crying?" he asked. The man just glanced at him then looked away. Derrick looked further down the street and saw a man and a woman. He narrowed his eyes to see them more clearly. Upon doing so he notice the man was familiar looking. His eyes widened as he realized who it was. "That's Reaper." he said.
Derrick then smiled and looked down at the man. He thought that maybe Reaper had something to do with this man's fear. The man looked up at him still shaking. Derrick's right hand began to smoke then shortly burst into green flames. He raised his hand, grabbing his wrist and began screaming at the sight of the fire. The man screamed as well as he watched Derrick's hand seemingly burn. Derrick looked back and forth at his hand and the other guy while screaming. He then started laughing at the man's fear. "Hahahaha! Wow man you, humans sure are stupid." Derrick then reached down and grabbed him by his shirt then slammed him against a wall. "That's why I hate you pitiful b**tardss."
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Post by reaper on Oct 4, 2007 22:37:05 GMT -5
Reaper looked back towards the man and frowned slightly. That was the new member, Derrick. Torch. He watched as a green glow errupted from the spot where the man had been and he shrugged his shouder. His cybernetic one. Whatever he was only human. He turned back to Amy. "Oh.. I see... Your one of those. Well..." He rubbed his chin with a finger. "This is going to be harder than i thought." reaper smiled.
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Post by Torch/Desert on Oct 5, 2007 8:46:35 GMT -5
With his ignited hand, Derrick punched the human in is gut with great force. The man kneeled over in pain and held his stomach. At that moment a knee came crashing with his face. He flew backwards hitting his head on the wall. Derrick laughed as he watched the unconscious man slide down the wall. He shook his head and said, "Pathetic." Derrick casually placed his hands in his pockets and began walking towards Reaper and the mystery woman. He stopped once he was closo enough to them and leaned against a street sign. "This the new recruit?" he asked.
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Post by Amy Murdock on Oct 5, 2007 15:13:52 GMT -5
Amy shot a glance over her shoulder at the new stranger. Her fangs grew with her tension. Her eyes grilled into Reapers then they fell on his cypernetic arm. She opened her mouth then decided to be quiet when The other stranger stopped close by. She yerked her head to him tension filling her eyes. Two mutants... How was she going to defend herself against two. She gulped and shifted so her eyes could flick between the two men. "I'm no ones recruit. " She hissed. Her heart started to race and she gulped down the fear. "Get out of my way." She said a slight desperation in her voice.
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Post by Torch/Desert on Oct 5, 2007 15:30:16 GMT -5
Derrick shifted his and chuckled a little. "Could ya ask a little nicer, sweet cheeks?" He looked at her taking notice of her claws and fangs. It was obvious that she was not a human. Derrick looked to Reaper to see if everything was cool with him then turned his attention back to the woman. He could sense that she was uncomfortable and on edge.
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Post by Amy Murdock on Oct 5, 2007 15:48:15 GMT -5
Amy glared at him her eyes blackened instantly and a blackmist started to grow around her high heeled shoes. She opened her mouth and glared straight at him. "This is a private party so run home to mommy now little one... Go on Scoot. " She said in a playfull sarcastic tone of voice. "No ones called me sweet cheeks and survived..." She hissed once again. She toke a step back. The black mist started to raise op to her knees...
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Post by Torch/Desert on Oct 5, 2007 16:18:05 GMT -5
Upon hearing her little comment, Derrick began laughing. Little, he hated it when people called him little. He looked at the woman as she snarled at him, black mist forming around her. His eyebrow raised in interest as he watched her. "So that's how it's gonna be huh? Okay." Derrick stood up from leaning on the pole. He took his hands from his pockets and looked at them. Moments later they ignited with green fire. Derrick smiled at her. "Make a move, sweet cheeks."
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Post by reaper on Oct 5, 2007 19:29:10 GMT -5
Reaper decided to make a move. He knew a little about Derrick and he knew about how he liked to fight alot. Moving, he placed himself in Derrick's way. "Torch, I think need a time out." His real hand moved and laid an inch away from derrick's chest. "I'll do it for you." If he touched Derrick, all the cells that muscle group would seize up and paralyze him until Reaper moved away. Looking back and forth between him and the girl, he made a dangerous look in his eye. "Let's all just calm down, and have a conversation."
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