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Post by Storm on Mar 22, 2008 21:51:18 GMT -5
"You ended up on your back in the basement enough fighting me in the Danger Room," she replied, still teasing but with a slight bit of mock challenge in her voice.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Mar 22, 2008 21:58:20 GMT -5
::She was pushing Pietro's pride, and she knew it. Dropping the acorns to the grass, he crossed his arms over his chest.:: "That was because I let you catch me."
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Post by Storm on Mar 22, 2008 21:59:13 GMT -5
"Care to prove that?" she asked, smirking.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Mar 22, 2008 22:02:03 GMT -5
"Is that a challenge?" ::Pietro asked, bouncing on the balls of his feet.::
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Post by Storm on Mar 22, 2008 22:10:17 GMT -5
"If you like," she replied philosophically, her tone leaving him no doubt that it was, although in good fun.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Mar 22, 2008 22:12:11 GMT -5
::Pietro lifted a silver brow at that, but his lips curled into a thin smile.:: "The Danger Room, in an hour?"
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Post by Storm on Mar 22, 2008 22:14:05 GMT -5
She returned his smile with a challenging one of her own. "Absolutely."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Mar 22, 2008 22:16:48 GMT -5
::Pietro nodded slightly, accepting the agreement they had just made. It would be good to train with her again; he had not in ages.:: "We will flip for the setting."
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Post by Storm on Mar 22, 2008 22:24:28 GMT -5
"Fair enough." She nodded, turning and preparing to ride the wind currents the short distance back to the Mansion.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Mar 22, 2008 22:26:26 GMT -5
::Pietro was not yet ready to return to the mansion, although he would before the session to eat some fruit to fuel him. While she moved with the wind currents, an errant thought struck him, and he pushed it away, although the thin smile remained on his lips.::
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