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Post by lance on Oct 11, 2010 14:21:09 GMT 2
Lance walked aroud slightly angry. He had been arguing with Pietro all day long. "That ffin gd ftard can stick it up his ffin rear" Lance kicked a can. "MWRRRAAARG" he yelled, causing he earth around him to quiver violently. That stupid whitehaire queer couldn't stop mocking him. He'd better run when Lance'd return home. "Shure he'll do" Lance muttered. Maybe the brotherhood wasn't the place for him. Not with the these people around. Lance shivered as he tought about Toads hygiene level. "This fails" he fell down in the grass, looking at the flying birds. "I would like to be a bird" he murmured. "I would fly away and shit that stupid Maximoff square on his head" Lance grinned at the idea.
After a while Lance started to drift off in a semi-sleep. His memories displayed the first time he met Kitty. It had been in the first grade of highschool. Good grief, she was so cute back then. Way to cute for her own good. 'I used to be so shy back then' Lance somehow managed to think. As it took im aprox thre month so talk to the cute little girl. That was when she first displayed his abilaties. Lance would be her knight in shining armour. FAIL, he only upset her and drove her away from him. Would Kitty ever forgive him, he seriousely wondered.
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Post by katherinepryde on Oct 13, 2010 2:40:25 GMT 2
Kitty held the book to her face, smiling at the advantage of being a vampire in the early 1800's. Louie had felt right to be upset that Lestat had turned him and sent him into such a hell that he could not escape. "Oh Louie, just understand that Lestat is lonely and needs his company." She murmured as she turned the page. Anne Rice had her heart some days when reading about the curious world of vampires.
She made her way up the green, grassy knoll as a bird sang to her from the tree. Kitty, her nose still close into her book, dodged the tree and her foot caught suddenly. She tripped and fell with a grunt. Turning, she kicked at the stone she'd fallen over. "Hey, who puts a stone right- LANCE?" She stared at the mutant, brown eyes uncomphrehending at him.
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Post by lance on Oct 13, 2010 9:06:20 GMT 2
Lance woke up from his slumber as a foot hooked under his back. His eyes flashed open. "Can you watch where you..... Kitty" he imideately got cought in those endless brown eyes of hers. "Havne't hurt yourself Kitty" his voice got soft, caring, sweet. Here Kitty Kitty Kitty Pietro's bullying voice rushed trough his head. "Where are my manners" Lance smiled slightly shy and stood up, brushing the dust and grass of his tattered jeans and 'Sonatica Arctica' bandshirt. He felt slightly uncofortble, he had heard Kitty was together with some big burly steel face and Wanda had 'warned' him that if he did only one thing wrong. Kitty would probably. But how can I ever do the rigth thing with her Lance desperately tought.
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Post by katherinepryde on Oct 13, 2010 9:37:17 GMT 2
Kitty stood but couldn't help but stare. Lance had changed a lot since they'd met in high school. He was older looking, his features more defined as a man and his hair was longer, cuter. Kitty couldn't miss the way his voice changed when he knew who it was, and that made her realize he'd never really forgotten her.
"Cool shirt," She smiled and tucked a column of chestnut hair back into place, picking up her book and slipping the bookmarker, a piece of red ribbon, back into place before closing it. "What are you doing laying in the middle of the park?" She glanced around. "Where's your Brotherhood buddies?" There was no way the group of disgusting mutants wasn't around Lance, terrorizing old people and little children.
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Post by lance on Oct 13, 2010 9:45:01 GMT 2
'Their in the base. I went out on my own for a bit" Lance started to pace, slowly, as if he was deep in tought. In reality he just wanted to avoid doing anything stupid. "That silverhaired queer is getting on my nerves" Lance tended to refer to Pietro as queer, as he found that pietro had a too feminin side. "Plus I seem to be the only one who tries to keep things clean" Lance groaned as he tought of the mess Toad had made in the kitchen. "I was fed up with it so I went for a walk" Lance stopped pacing and sighed.
"So Kitty, won't you take a walk with me" Lance tried, his smile week. A flare a wind blew his hair aside, showing a fresh scar in his neck.
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Post by katherinepryde on Oct 13, 2010 22:44:35 GMT 2
Kitty's jaw dropped before she could answer. "Lance! Your neck!" She rushed forward, her delicate hand moving he hair aside to see more of the scar. "Oh my gosh, how did his happen? You never had this before." She frowned at him, her finger tracing the line of the scar lightly. Lance was still at it with Pietro, though Kitty didn't blame him. She just didn't like that Lance couldn't be somewhat civil, be the bigger person when it came to things like that.
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Post by lance on Oct 14, 2010 9:25:19 GMT 2
Lance shivered in deligth as he felt her touch. Keep yourself in check man he told himself. "Oh that" Lance sighed, It had been the new parot The blob had bought. That thing was agressive and unthrustworthy. It had bitten him there and it had taken him awhile to stop the bleeding. And for Pietro to stop laughing, sick sadistic queer. "Blob's new parot attacked me" he murmured. He started to feel unnaturally shy around Kitty. He last weak red some article about how taken woman are always more attractive.
"So, do you want to walk with me" he repeated his question, lifting her hand of his neck, expecting the flicker of stel any moment now. But to Lance's relieve the man in man wqsn't aroudn to protect his Kittycat. Lance's bitter chocolaty eyes tried to catch Kitty's soft brown one's.
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Post by katherinepryde on Oct 14, 2010 22:58:43 GMT 2
Kitty blinked and caught Lance's soft eyes and frowned. There was still so much bitterness in those eyes, it hurt Kitty and reminded her that Lance could be sweet, but he could also be a jerk. She sighed and nodded, checking her phone for the time. "Sure, but I've got dinner plans in about an hour or so." She slipped her book into her side bag and started down the path for their walk.
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Post by lance on Oct 16, 2010 15:46:35 GMT 2
Lance smiled, altough the smile would never feel real, his past pressed way to heavy on his shoulders. He sat walking nexto Kitty, his hands tucked deeply in the pockets of his tattered jeans.
"So how are you doing Kitty" Lance asked softly as he walked on, raising his feet abrely for the next step. He felt as tough his energie drained away lately, all he would do was argue and make homework. He groaned, he never had much luck with anything.
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Post by katherinepryde on Oct 21, 2010 13:21:04 GMT 2
She smiled, nodding, the sunlight gleaming off the chestnut strands hanging free of her pony tail. "I'm good, I've been working a lot more in the Danger Room, getting my fighting technique up than it's ever been before which, I'm really proud of. I just developed some new abilities that are...different and I haven't managed to handle them quite yet, but I'll get to it eventually. Oh!" She smiled wider, unable to help the fact that her whole body went roaring with energy at the idea of what she was about to reveal. "And I'm dating Pete, I mean, Piotr Rasputin, the guy from Russia, he's really sweet." She kept up with Lance's pace easily and watched a woman walk her dog past them and kids sitting on a bench, listening to an Ipod. It was nice to feel normal and catch up with someone she hadn't seen in awhile.
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Post by lance on Oct 21, 2010 13:56:43 GMT 2
"Wanda said so" lance sighed. The Rus had took his sole chance of making his one dream come true without knowing it. "Please keep your romance to yourself Kitty. I believe we both know how it makes me feel" he murmured as a light autum breeze played with his dark brow locks. The line's of his early mature face were enhanced by the sun.
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Post by katherinepryde on Oct 26, 2010 12:26:37 GMT 2
Kitty frowned and stopped, looking over at Lance. "I can't believe you." She sighed and shoved the hair out of her hair angrily. "After all this time, I can't even talk to you without you thinking about how much you're upset because I won't date you." It had been a long while since high school, why hadn't Lance gotten over their past yet?
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Post by lance on Oct 26, 2010 13:38:31 GMT 2
"Kitty, good for you and all. But I happen to be uninterested in what the Rus does in my stead" Lance realised this was highly insocial. But his past, of always comming last, had made him this way. "You might think I'm stuck in the past Kitty, and well maybe I am. But wouldn't you doubt the future if you had a past like mine. No-one wants me Kitty. Even my own jeep decited to hate me and explode on the highway" Lance halted. "I understand when you think I'm a jerk. And I'll suck it up. Gte happy with steelfinger Kitty. I'll pretend nothing ever happened" he sighed and turned around.
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Post by katherinepryde on Nov 1, 2010 23:37:01 GMT 2
Kitty gaped at him, watching him turn around. Her rage boiled over at him. For so long they had had this messed up almost relationship where Lance was an ass and Kitty never fell for him. But it didn't matter how hard life was for someone, Kitty never believed it gave them the right to be so hateful to people who didn't deserve it, or to anyone for that matter.
She took a step forward, enough to catch up with Lance's turned back and she gave him one, hard shove towards a puddle of mud. "You JERK!"
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Post by lance on Nov 2, 2010 9:22:27 GMT 2
Lance quickly stabilized himself by creating small shocks. "Do I know you" he asked coldly. "It is not polite to shove random stranger you know" his voice was filled with pain, he didn't want this, but the feelings of continuouse rejection made him angry, his ego protesting against the gentle reactions he actually wanted to give. His hands deep in his pocked Lance walked away, all grumpy again. 'Great the world hates me' he tought to himself. He walked a few meters and then sat under a large willow, hiding behind his hanging branches.
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