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Post by Calvin Rankin on Aug 8, 2006 0:00:31 GMT -5
"I guess there is the whole learning process that people tend to forget.... but a time ago I mimiced another person's power and they had wings....So I ended up growing wings.... they were fun to say the least.... Took a little geting use to though"
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Post by Demeter Caloon on Aug 8, 2006 0:02:50 GMT -5
"So, what do you do?" she asked. "Are your powers mimicing others? Or is there more?"
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Post by Calvin Rankin on Aug 8, 2006 0:18:33 GMT -5
"It is pretty much mimicing others powers and attributes... the thing about it is that I can mimic several at one time and right now I can store up to 5 different powers and set of mutants powers... If I stay in the prescence of a mutant long enough, I can store their power forever or until I replace it with another..."
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Post by Demeter Caloon on Aug 8, 2006 0:20:01 GMT -5
"Wow." she muttered. "To much for me." She laughed. "I can barely handle what I have, having someone elses powers would drive me crazy."
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Post by Calvin Rankin on Aug 8, 2006 0:23:21 GMT -5
"It did... but if you find the right mix of powers then it isn't too bad.... Well that and I stay away from powers that I don't think I can handle...." He laughed
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Post by Demeter Caloon on Aug 8, 2006 0:25:19 GMT -5
She laughed lightly and nodded. "Wise." she said. She started playing Moonlight sanata once again.
(((my first post has a clip that you can listen to if you want)))
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Post by Calvin Rankin on Aug 8, 2006 0:28:48 GMT -5
"I would say so... I have encountered some powers that I tried to mimic and they have bit me in the butt..." he laughed, "But I also try not to take anyone's power without their permission..."
He started to listen to her play, "that is a nice song... what is it called"
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Post by Demeter Caloon on Aug 8, 2006 0:31:15 GMT -5
She laughed softly and stopped playing. "Sorry." she said calmly. "Its a nervous tick so to say." she grinned, meaning her just randomly playing music. "Its Moonlight Sonata 1st Movement by Beethoven." She shrugged. "Music was the only think that kept me going after I left here." she said.
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Post by Calvin Rankin on Aug 8, 2006 0:33:45 GMT -5
"Oh... you left here too? I left here a while back, but may I ask you why you left or is it something personal?"
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Post by Demeter Caloon on Aug 8, 2006 0:37:24 GMT -5
She looked at the kets for a moment. "I have a long story." She laughed softly. "But to say the least I left to save those I love, but when i came back they hated me for going in the first place." she shrugged. "No one bothered to ask why I left they just know I did and the only person not mad at me is the one I want to forget me." She laughed a little. "Funny how that works huh?"
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Post by Calvin Rankin on Aug 8, 2006 0:39:38 GMT -5
"It is a little funny... I left to take care of some things at home and left someone here. I hope she isn't still mad at me and though she says she isn't I really don't know if I believe her...." He said shaking his head, "so... can I ask why did you leave?"
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Post by Demeter Caloon on Aug 8, 2006 0:43:33 GMT -5
She remained silent for a moment, thinking of how to explain it to him. "When I first came here the only think I knew was my name and I only had 6 months worth of my memory. I stayed here for a while and then I received a package in the mail... it told me who I really was." She said, her voice slowly turning from its normally happy tone to remorse. "I was a nut case who put mutants into the very camps I myself had to escape from." She hit one of the keys and sighed slightly. "I left to find who I was and because I was scared of what might happen to the school if I stayed." She looked at him, wondering if she should continue.
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Post by Calvin Rankin on Aug 8, 2006 0:47:17 GMT -5
"Well we all have our pasts... some might be darker than others, but that is why they are our pasts.... but, what happened after you left.... I mean what did you find? And if I am asking too many questions, then please say so... I don't mean to pry"
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Post by Demeter Caloon on Aug 8, 2006 0:53:15 GMT -5
"Its fine." she said honestly. "I found out that I was married once before to a man named Nickulas Cartlet, hes dead." She said with no remorse, thinking of what he had done to her. "His brother, John, is alive, other then that I dont know about him." She thought for a second then continued. "I found out I was once on the waiting list for the cure and the reason I was put into the camps was because John told Nick I was cheating on him with my friend Victor." she laughed a bit coldly. "My husband and his brother are the reason for my scars." she said rolling up one sleeve to show him her bicep. Thick white whelps covered it. "I have them everywhere." she added absent minded.
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Post by Calvin Rankin on Aug 8, 2006 0:57:58 GMT -5
"Well I am very sorry to hear that... i couldn't even imagine what you had to go through... i am happy to see that you have found your way back here though..." he said shaking his head, "but why didn't you go through with the cure?"
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