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Post by Torpor on Feb 16, 2005 0:05:53 GMT -5
Shouting back to her as he runs through the falling droplets he cant help but grin. "Like I said babe, its like the first time all over again. Its hard not to revell in it."
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Post by Delphi~Gabriella on Feb 16, 2005 0:14:13 GMT -5
You go ahead and revel away, the Doc Prof will kill me if I get sick. I'll see you around ok? *Del says waving and dissapearing into the mansion.*
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Post by Torpor on Feb 16, 2005 0:20:19 GMT -5
Waving back at her he smiles as she walks away, then sinks down to the ground, feeling water from the wet grass soak into his pants, laying on his back he watches as rain drops fall on all sides, blinking away the rare drop that lands in his eye.
"I count the grains of sand on the beach and measure the sea; I understand the speech of the dumb and hear the voiceless."
Closing his eyes he simply smiles.
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Post by Tricity~Wire on Feb 16, 2005 1:24:27 GMT -5
*tricity went around the house looking for some of the older mutants, but couldnt find any. after not finding siren or del, she went past hydroas room and saw it was empty* what in the world? *she stepped inside and there was no furniture left* dammit... *kids ran past her in a hurry as she tried to grab them, but missed to usher them to bed. this was the reason she needed help from someone older. she decided to check outside to make sure the kids were inside. as she opened the door outside, she couldnt see anyone but a sole figure lying on the ground* hello?? *she used her power to slowly enhance the brightness of the light on the porch to see outside*
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Post by Torpor on Feb 16, 2005 1:37:19 GMT -5
The bright light from the house shakes Ethan out of his meditative state. He sits up and looks at the doorway, the sillouette of a woman stands looking out at him and he suddenly is aware of the fact that he's been out here for quite some time.
"Umm. . . Hi. . . heh, whos there?"
Standing up he walks towards the door, squeezing water out of his hair and pulling off his soaked shirt to reveal his well muscled chest, the light from the porch glinting off the droplets of water.
Twisting the rainwater out of the shirt, he shakes it off and throws it over his shoulder. Putting a hand up to his eyes to block out the bright lamplight he makes out Delilah standing in the doorway.
"Sorry, was having something of a 'moment' back there. . . I havn't felt rain on my face in 7 years." Shrugging with a sly smile he walks up to her and offers her his hand. "Care to join me?"
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Post by Tricity~Wire on Feb 16, 2005 1:42:11 GMT -5
*taken aback by what hes said and his shirt being off, she slowly gives him her hand* well, i was putting the rest of the kids to bed... *he pulled her off the stoop and into the rain. she had't realized how hard it was coming down until she almost couldn't open her eyes. because it was warm, the rain felt good and tricity realized she hadnt had a break in a while to enjoy such a frivilous thing as being in the rain. she loved being in the rain when it was warm.* ok...but just for a little bit!
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Post by Torpor on Feb 16, 2005 1:46:11 GMT -5
"Earlier I was with Delphi, I realized theres so much that I havnt done in so long, its almost like Im experiancing life for the first time all over again." He smiles and brushes away damp hair from her face. "its like Im 10 years old again and running through the sprinklers."
He tosses his soaked shirt towards the house and runs off again, arms held out at his sides like wings. Turning back to look at her a mischevious grin slides across his face, a smirk of such obviousness that its impossible to hide the fun he is having.
Holding out his hands to her he motions for her to come out to him.
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Post by Tricity~Wire on Feb 16, 2005 1:51:20 GMT -5
*his happiness almost makes tricity want to cry as he hasnt experienced this in so long. she takes her hair out of the high bun she had on her head and then takes off her sweatshirt because it was becoming heavy from the rain. tricity fixed her black t-shirt and then threw it next to his shirt before reaching her hands out to him* so you met delphi? *suddenly she noticed another shadowy figure and then the person saying hello* hey...who is that?
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Post by Golem on Feb 16, 2005 1:57:42 GMT -5
Mark awoke slowly, his sleeping brain telling him that something was wrong. Moving his head took some effort, and Mark stood, swaying slightly. He didn’t feel tired, after such a long sleep, but he felt… weak.
“Not again,” he muttered to himself. Pulling on some clothes, he staggers out of his room. He now knew that this was one of the downsides of his mutation. He was tied to the earth, and couldn’t be away from it for too long. Slightly nauseous, he walked down the steps to the main entrance, cradling his stomach. Once he reached the ground floor, he felt better, but he knew that he would heal faster if he had some contact with pure earth, not simply several feet of concrete. Staggering through the entrance, he sank to his knees and sighed loudly in relief before he noticed the other people.
Looking up, he saw them looking at him questioningly. Now, in addition to the slight sickening feeling, he now felt acutely embarrassed.
“Hi,” he said, to break the silence.
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Post by Torpor on Feb 16, 2005 1:58:28 GMT -5
Blushing slightly he turns away as she pulls off her sweater to reveal the t-shirt beneath, quickly conforming to her body from the falling rain. He looks back as she speaks, seeing someone else a few meters away on his knees in the lawn. Stepping closer to her, he speaks quietly. "Whos that?" just as she utters the same words towards him.
Stepping forward he focuses his eyes on the male figure hidden by the shadow of night and the rain. "Who goes there?" chuckling gently he turns back to give Tricity a reassuring smile.
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Post by Tricity~Wire on Feb 16, 2005 2:02:15 GMT -5
*looking at the figure, tricity decided to take a guess. she put her hand over her eyes to cover the light* oh, for gods sake *she looked at the light and it dimmed down so it became more clear* mark?....mark is that you?
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Post by Golem on Feb 16, 2005 2:07:34 GMT -5
Mark could finally recognise one of the figures stood a few feet from him, and he felt a chill run down his spine that had nothing to do with the rain dribbling down his neck. "Sorry for interupting, Mrs Tipper," he said hurridly, trying to stand, "but... I think I need to sleep on the ground floor."
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Post by Torpor on Feb 16, 2005 2:14:45 GMT -5
"Whos Mark?" He looks over at Delilah and raises a questioning eyebrow. Stepping back behind her he stands looking over her shoulder at the knelt youth.
Cracking a few knuckles out of a newfound habit, he puts on a slightly nervous smile, attempting to be friendly. Another knuckle cracks as his thumb puts pressure on the joint. His voice takes on a firm but gentle grain. "Is he cool? Good kid and everything?" Something doesnt quite set right with him about the young man, as if the other were looking at him with feelings less than kind and optimistic
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Post by Tricity~Wire on Feb 16, 2005 2:17:09 GMT -5
yea, dont worry about it. it's a setback from his powers. *tricity put an arm under the boys shoulder to help lift him up, then ethan going to the other side to help.* remember i was asking everything there was to know about your powers? well, it's for reasons like this. *she put a hand on mark's face* are you alright? can i help somehow?
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Post by Golem on Feb 16, 2005 2:24:04 GMT -5
"I... I dont think so. Last time it happened it just took time." Mark staggered for a while. As far as he could tell, he'd been away from ground for about 12 hours, although he wasnt able to make an accurate guess.
Mark felt suddenly disoriented, and just managed to push Mrs Tippers hand away and lean over a shrub before vomiting. Coughing, he stayed there until he was sure his stomach was now empty.
"I could do with a ground floor bedroom, if it's possible." he asked, still looking away from the pair.
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