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Post by Logan on Aug 8, 2006 10:26:33 GMT -5
*Logan's one eyebrow raised itself further for a moment before he fuly extended his claws to show Alex.* "I'd like to see a drag queen who can do that," *he growled.*
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Post by Alex on Aug 8, 2006 11:13:35 GMT -5
*Alex eyes widened. Very impressive. She glanced at Edward.* You two related?
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Post by The Doctor on Aug 8, 2006 11:17:00 GMT -5
Nice, *said the Doctor.* Secret government work, eh? Bloody bastards. Bet it comes in handy, though. Bit more violent than I aim for. But see... what I don't understand is how that sort of technology and the sort that went into Edward here mesh. They don't. Completely different timestreams. And you lot-- *he waved a hand at the two women* don't have the foggiest, do you? This is all pretty out there, innit? Well, the redheaded drag king's a bit of an anachronism, but we'll allow it. So. Logan. You seem to be a purposeful sort. What's the deal?
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Post by Logan on Aug 8, 2006 16:25:21 GMT -5
*Logan looked the Doctor over and decided he seemed a trustworthy sort of person.* "I'm here to do some work for Professor Xavier. Do you know him?"
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Post by The Doctor on Aug 8, 2006 16:48:56 GMT -5
*The Doctor put a finger to his chin and thought.* Hmm, Professor Xavier. You don't mean Charles Xavier, do you? Oh my, that bloke's still kicking about? Well, not literally, of course. Right, runs that school. I hadn't thought I'd landed in that world. Fancy that! Earth all crawling with superpowers. I like that one quite a bit.
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Post by Logan on Aug 8, 2006 16:56:33 GMT -5
"You've been to the school? Are you...one of us?" *Logan looked interested for the first time that day, yet still wary. He could be one of Magneto's minions, for all he knew.*
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Post by The Doctor on Aug 8, 2006 17:14:44 GMT -5
"One of us"? My, doesn't that sound ominous? Nope, 'fraid not. Different species entirely. But I travel a good deal. Met the Prof a time or two. 'Course, I may not have looked like this, but when do I? *He made a wry face.* So. You're here. On Chuck's orders. Must be an exciting mission--the ballet rats come over all mutanty, did they?
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Post by Logan on Aug 8, 2006 17:57:30 GMT -5
"I wish I knew. The Professor was very vague about my purpose here. At the moment, I suppose, I'm awaiting a further communication from him, or instructions, now that I'm here."
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Post by The Doctor on Aug 8, 2006 18:24:47 GMT -5
Hmm. Not terribly helpful, that. *The Doctor clapped his hands together.* Oh well! No matter; I'm sure something will turn up. What do you lot think? *He turned expectantly to Alex, Edward and Serafina.*
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Post by Edward on Aug 8, 2006 19:18:15 GMT -5
Edward had pretty much stared at everyone in turn as the conversation continued. When the Doctor addressed them, he just shrugged.
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Post by seraphina on Aug 8, 2006 22:07:59 GMT -5
*Seraphina blinked.* Um. I have no idea. I think I'll just...leave you guys to it... *She climbed down carefully before sweeping away, out of the auditorium/backstage/abovestage*
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Post by Alex on Aug 9, 2006 8:57:30 GMT -5
I think you're all crazy, *pronounced Alex.* And you're scaring the... man... with the... hands. *She fell silent.* What's going on here?
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Post by Edward on Aug 11, 2006 20:54:09 GMT -5
Edward just shrugged again, "can we go down now?" he asked
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Post by Alex on Aug 14, 2006 9:17:36 GMT -5
*Alex looked between the other men.* Yeah. Let's go. *She swung down the ladder, expecting Edward to follow. Hoping he could, what with his... hand.*
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Post by Julian on May 4, 2008 8:10:53 GMT -5
***NEW NIGHT***
*Julian stood on the walkway, leaning over the rail and staring at the stage below. His mother's work, his mother's life! How could he be so willing to sacrifice everything for that...brat! His shoulders hunched in frustration. He would give them time...find some way. There was always a way, if one was patient enough.*
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