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Post by Dr. Kevin Sidney on Jul 31, 2006 23:23:03 GMT -5
Morph had since gotten back into his old room. Surprisingly it hadn't been taken by one of Charles's influx of students. Back when he was their age, the student population was at least a third of what it is now. After a quick shower, he slipped on a black t-shirt along with a pair of blue jean cargo shorts and then headed to the rec room. He was in his human form, his short brown hair still wet from the shower. After all, he wanted to make a good first impression in front of the new students and faculty that had arrived in his six years absence. With a sigh, he plopped down in a recliner, a yo-yo appearing in his hands.
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Post by Rogue on Aug 1, 2006 0:01:34 GMT -5
Rogue walked downstairs,having changed into a t-shirt and a pair of low rise jeans. She was wearing the same pair of gloves as before. But she felt better now,her headache long gone since she took her shower. Though,you couldn't tell that she'd taken one; she was completely dry. As she walked into the living room,she stopped in the doorway,seeing the guy from earlier. Smiling,she leaned against the doorway.
"Yo' certainly clean up nicely..."
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Post by Dr. Kevin Sidney on Aug 1, 2006 17:40:53 GMT -5
He turned his head to look in the direction of the voice. "It's easy to clean up when there's really nothing to clean." Idly, Morph yo-yo'ed the, well, yo-yo, the base spinning towards the ground. It was of note that it was in the shape of a triangle, yet it spun like a wheel. "Don't you have class or somethin', kid?" He threw the yo-yo at the table, the white string flying freely from his finger. It wrapped around the television remote, defying the laws of physics as it did so, and then was pulled back to Morph's hand.
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Post by Rogue on Aug 1, 2006 18:12:54 GMT -5
((She's 24...read the bio))
Rogue watched as he played with the yo-yo. He was better at it than she was,definitely. She laughed,and shook her head. "Nah...ah stopped takin' classes over three years ago." she replied,tilting her head a bit,surprised by the movements of his yo-yo.
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Post by Dr. Kevin Sidney on Aug 1, 2006 18:58:23 GMT -5
( In the movieverse, which this takes place in, I thought she was around 20. )
"Uh-huh." The girl was creeping him out a bit. All of the new people creeped him out, but her in particular. He liked the status quo, and he really wanted to see his old classmates. Maybe she creeped him out was because she was the only person he'd seen and she always seemed to be where he was.
"So, like, are you stalkin' me or something?" Suddenly he was dressed in a rain poncho, the hood up on his head. "It really seems like it. Wherever I go, BAM--" He became a perfect imitation of Emeril Lagasse as he spoke it, complete with a silly looking chef hat. "--there you are." He returned to his human form, a brown eyebrow raised.
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