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Post by Michael Kenyon on Nov 19, 2009 21:38:23 GMT -5
"Yeah, well, sending the electricity out is easy, pulling it back in is a little more complicated," His voice was full of bitterness. "So what can you do?"
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Post by Everyone Else on Nov 23, 2009 22:18:18 GMT -5
::Frank all but rolled his eyes at the young man's blunt question. He lifted one hand, twitched his lip, and his hand and forearm transformed into the barrel of a gun. Fortunately, they were far from the entrance, such that his trick was not noticed by anyone other than he and Michael.:: "That, among other things."
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Post by Michael Kenyon on Nov 26, 2009 15:03:28 GMT -5
Micheal gave a half smile at the man's power. "Guess you'd win in a shoot out uh?" He leaned closer to whisper. "Tell me, what do you use for bullets or do you have to buy ammo every time you want to use your power?" Michael was being a sarcastic jerk.
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Post by Everyone Else on Nov 27, 2009 20:26:13 GMT -5
::Frank smiled the patient smile of someone who knew that were they not in public, he could easily wipe the floor with the young man before him. As it was, he was tempted, given Michael's attitude. His arm morphed back into flesh.:: "I'll leave it to your imagination, should you wish to test me later."
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Post by Michael Kenyon on Dec 4, 2009 22:10:24 GMT -5
"Sounds like fun" He said intrigued now on who would win in a fight. His powers were just raring to go, but the logical part in his brain was telling him to back off.
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 5, 2009 19:49:55 GMT -5
"It would be for me," ::Frank spoke in a confident, matter-of-fact tone, with an accompanying half-smirk. He had military training and had possessed his powers for many years. The young man was cocky, and with training, his power would be impressive, but at the moment, he was asking to be used to wipe the floor.::
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Post by Michael Kenyon on Dec 7, 2009 0:04:35 GMT -5
A few years ago Michael would never consider fighting, but it was just so much fun using his power against someone. "I can be pretty resourceful when put to the test" Part of him knew he wouldn't win but the other over confident side of him wanted to see what would happen. See if he could actually take another mutant.
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 7, 2009 8:32:47 GMT -5
"So can I," ::Frank told him. Resourcefulness had earned him more than one medal.:: "We can fight later."
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Post by Michael Kenyon on Dec 7, 2009 10:47:50 GMT -5
"Alright" His mind and body was just buzzing now with anticipation. He ran his hand through his hair pushing it back, before placing his forearms on the table. "So what do we do now?"
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 7, 2009 13:13:08 GMT -5
"That depends on what you want to do with yourself," ::Frank replied, watching the young man closely.:: "Are you angry? Are you driven? You're trigger-happy; I can see that."
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Post by Michael Kenyon on Dec 7, 2009 17:36:03 GMT -5
Michael thought about it and then answered, "how bout D, all the above," He readjusted himself in his seat. "That work for ya?" His fingers started to spark as his adrenaline began to increase.
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 7, 2009 18:46:15 GMT -5
"In that case, I'll help you work off some energy and teach you a bit, and I have the names of a few people who share that blood lust," ::Frank replied in a matter-of-fact tone. He had to keep his hands relatively clean, but he had passed on more than one person to less than reputable places.::
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Post by Michael Kenyon on Dec 7, 2009 21:16:15 GMT -5
"Sounds like a plan" Michael body couldn't wait to let out some steam. All the anger and frustration he was feeling was begging to come out. He was starting to feel like he was playing hot potato and he was the potato. Every time he turned around someone was passing him along to someone else. "Who are these people?"
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Post by Everyone Else on Dec 7, 2009 22:21:50 GMT -5
"Acquaintances," ::Frank replied, because that was true. Most of his contacts were semi-anonymous, because he did not want to know, and certainly did not want to get close to them.:: "People who look out for other mutants, with different ideas about what might be best for us."
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Post by Michael Kenyon on Dec 11, 2009 20:07:40 GMT -5
Michael resisted the urge to shake his head at the man. Everyone thought they knew best. The truth was no one knew, not even him. This power lust was beginning to take control of him and he was having a harder time controlling his anger. He let out an irritated sigh. "Okay"
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