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Post by amara on Nov 29, 2010 17:43:09 GMT 2
She quickly grabbed her coffee and followed Max to a seat. “It doesn’t sound that bad,” she paused, “Okay well that last part sucks.” She grinned. The coffee felt very warm in her hands. She ignored the fact that she should act like a human and took a big gulp of scalding hot coffee. She knew it wouldn’t burn her and it felt nice gliding down her throat.
She laughed and then said, “Drank himself into a coma? That sounds pretty foolish,” she giggled again. “Uh,” she’d normally go to the music room and lock herself away to play the piano and sing. “I’ve found ways to get some peace and quiet. But I can’t live without some form of sound.” She grinned and took another large gulp of scalding hot coffee. “After this year is done I guess I’m going to find an apartment and a job. Or I might get into the x-” she stopped herself in time right before she was about to say the x-team. She’d love to be a part of the team, but she wanted to have a backup plan too. “Uh,” she didn’t know how to cover that last part up so she took a big swig from the cup again. She was going to have to get more at this rate it was already half way gone.
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Post by max on Nov 29, 2010 18:47:32 GMT 2
"Yeah i am tone def if i like some thing i will listen to it but music not been my think. I am an adrenaline fiend. I spend a lot of time sky diving snowboarding that's why i work were i do save me some money on equipment." X? what was that? it was clearly some thing she did not want to talk about. He took a sip of his drink it was hot but then things like hot and cold did not bother him any more there was no difference. He saw her do the same but then it did not register to him as odd as well he forgotten what it was like to be in pain.
"so do you have any plans for after you finish this year?" HE smiled as he looked over at her his hand slowly moving closer to hers . His body was acting on its own he had no controll over his actions.
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Post by amara on Nov 29, 2010 19:22:43 GMT 2
She laughed at his tone deaf remark. “Well that sounds like a personal problem,” she giggled, letting him now that it was just a joke. “The perfect job for you then,” she looked down and then up through her lashes at him. If she knew she’d be doing something like this this morning she wouldn’t really believe it. And she also couldn’t believe how much fun she was having. God she hoped he wasn’t one of those people who were scared of mutants.
She took a deep breath, “uh,” was all she was able to get out. I can handle this it’s easy….I really hope he’s not going to be one of those guys. She started over, “Well I was hoping to get a job and then an apartment, but that’s just a backup plan if I can’t get into the X-team. Because I go to Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters.” She looked down at her coffee, unaware of how close their hands were. She took a sip of coffee waiting for something to happen.
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Post by max on Nov 29, 2010 20:27:14 GMT 2
Max was stunned he never meet another mutant before. It was shocking he smiled at her now it was only fair he told her the same that he was one as well but he had never said it to any not his friends or any one. He bite his lip for a second. "you know i never met another mutant before." he took her hand in his it was as close as he could bring him self to say the words. "i don't care."
her hand felt soft and well it filled up his world it was a strange sensation one he had never felt before. This was the first new thing he had felt in such a long time he wish it would not end. some one stumbled over a bag and dropped the cup over max. He grabbed a cloth quickly wiping his hand not even a red mark was there. she started to apologize to max.
"its ok " in truth it was boiling but max had felt nothing. she pointed out she had just bought it and could feel the heat threw the cup. Max was struggling he should be in pain but truth was he could not even remember how to feel pain. "um." he needed a way out of this. It was clear to every one that his hand had been covered. After a few moments she left slightly confused.
"yeah ummmm." he looked down he was out of his comfort zone. he did not know what to say to her. " could we go some were more quiet." he was clearly out of his depth with no clue on how to do this. Grate he was blowing it with Amara. Just his luck she was hot and she would not be to bothered about him being a mutant.
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Post by amara on Nov 30, 2010 9:37:49 GMT 2
Amara’s breath seemed to hitch in her throat. So he was a mutant too? She felt such a wave of relief and a whole bunch of other emotions that she just couldn’t seem to find the words to. And then he took her hand. She hadn’t noticed how close they were but that simple gesture made things ten times better than they had just become. It was as if he had suddenly become the sun, golden and lighting up her life in a place she hadn’t realized was so dark. Funny, she had just met him and she felt so completely relaxed around him and energetic and so many other things.
And just then a girl had accidentally spilled hot coffee on him. Mood killer? Check. She wanted to groan. She wanted to yell. She wanted to kiss Max. She wanted like crazy. She didn’t even know if they were more needs than wants. It was also funny how a simple gesture flipped her life around. Ludicrous even. She felt like this was all a dream or that she was being silly and looking too much into things. She brushed everything aside. Right then Max had just gotten mauled by hot coffee. She noted his reaction with more curiosity than anything else. Was he like her? Did the heat not affect him? She was determined to find these things out. But just before she asked Max asked if they could move. Amara didn’t see the harm and would love to have a better place to sit, less prying eyes/ears.
She got up and looked around there was a nice booth a ways away from the patrons. She pointed towards it and grabbed her cup, sitting down at the new table shortly. “So, I guess if you tell me your power I’ll tell you mine?” She grinned toothily at him, “I’ll even let you guess what mine is. Maybe even give you a hint.” She smiled, this has to be the best spontaneous date of my life.
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Post by max on Dec 1, 2010 21:33:07 GMT 2
"I new to all this i have not told any one i have powers. I cant be hurt and feel no pain. I found out i was different during a sky dive. I landed on the ground with a thud as my cord snapped and i could not get the shoot out in time. I hut the ground with enough force to kill me. It goes further than that i tried shaving my hair and nothing. No mater what i do my body dose not change."
he ran his hand threw his hair good this sounded strange saying it out a loud. He was scared and he hated it. "I am also strong i mean real strong i can lift a truck with no strain. Not that i do not feel stuff like burn and cramps. Its strange." he sat down and finished what was left of his drink.
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Post by amara on Dec 2, 2010 2:47:49 GMT 2
Amara could sense his unease. She lightly rested her hand over his free one. His skin felt slightly colder under her naturally fiery hands. She smiled sweetly, “It’s okay now though,” her smile was now one of reassurance. She grinned, “Now, I’m here.” She laughed and her eyes held a glint of fire behind them.
She lifted her hand, the one that had rested on his, looked around briefly. She felt the familiar buzz of her energy coursing through her veins and gathering around her hand. Her hand soon had little flames licking at her skin. She turned her hand over, palm side up, and started to cup the magma now forming in her hand. Just as soon as she had started her power everything disappeared from where she made it. She grinned, now looking at Max, “You know that kid who calls himself Pyro? He doesn’t have anything on me. I can generate and manipulate all forms of heat. Fire, magma, lava, and heat- like I mentioned. I’m also able to manipulate earth too, but just barely.” She smiled, dropping her hand near his. It kind of itched in the sense that it seemed to have missed its neighbor. “In fact, my codename back at the mansion is Magma.” She smiled, today was turning out to be one wild ride. Or one crazy fate of destiny.
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Post by max on Dec 2, 2010 21:56:58 GMT 2
he smiled and placed his hand on her own. he could feel the lava on his hand it was strange it should be burning but it was not. "it dose not hurt at all." he smiled feeling her hand on his was grate it sutured some thing in him. "i never even talked about this its some thing new to me. my parents are mutant haters so i don't think i am welcome at home. Every thing i enjoy i cant feel i love the rush you got from diving from a plane or such like but now i feel none of it now ad i am lost."
God what was happening he was talking like he known her for years. He was holding her hand and he did not want to let it go. he smiled this was the most he had smiled in such a long time.
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Post by amara on Dec 3, 2010 0:01:48 GMT 2
His hand felt like it belonged with hers. She smiled at his remark about his parents. It wasn’t a happy smile more of a sad understanding one. Her hand was now normal, the flame and lava all receded into her skin. She couldn’t explain how it did that.
A soft smile played on her lips, normally she was much more guarded about these things but he had shared something very personal with her and she felt like she could trust him. No, not felt, knew that she could trust him. “My parents said I was possessed by the devil, that what I was able to do was against God. And then they disowned me, leaving me to, in a way, fend for myself. Thank God Professor Xavier came along, I’d be stuck in Brazil.” Her eyes spoke for her, about all the emotions she bottled up inside. “I wouldn’t have found my ability out if it wasn’t for my irmã, sister. She wasn’t my real sister but she was as close to me as my brothers had been. We were walking home from school when she was shot and killed in a drive by,” she looked down at her hand, being covered by his, “I was shot too, but I was lucky enough to have it just hit my thigh. I still have the scar.” She didn’t notice the tears rolling down her face. How could she, her skin was so much hotter than other people’s. She never really told anyone the story. Every time someone asked she just rolled the question off her back and answered it with as little of the whole story as she could, excluding Professor Xavier.
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Post by max on Dec 3, 2010 0:11:31 GMT 2
Max ran his hand over her face wiping the tear.of her face. " so whats it like there?" he was interested not because he would ever go there it was not his place but hers but he wanted to know as much about her as he could. He smiled and moved closer to her. "it must feel nice to be the same for every one." he did not feel he belonged but he was enjoying this moment with her.
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Post by amara on Dec 3, 2010 0:40:24 GMT 2
Amara finally noticed that she was crying she half chuckled, “Congratulations, Max, you’re the first person to see me cry in a long time.” She leaned into his hand on her face ever so slightly. She had an overwhelming impulse to be held by him, to just rest her head on his shoulders. Well Amara, you’ve never been like this before, she thought that with a smile, maybe some change was a good thing. She hastily wiped the rest of her tears away. She pulled another half chuckle, “It’s hot, for one thing, and the people are one in a million. The neighborhood I grew up in was a more gang oriented one. So that made fending for myself a little higher up on my priorities list. But sometimes I find myself missing the food and the dancing and the deep roots.” She sighed in a dreamy way. Amara could almost see it like it was right in front of her. She shook her head, “But what about you? Did you grow up in the US? Do you ever talk to your family members anymore?”
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Post by max on Dec 3, 2010 0:53:03 GMT 2
" I email my mum and dad they think i am doing fine and still in uni. Yeah i grew up north of the city. They do not know anything about me being a mutant it would brake my family hart if they knew the truth." he pulled her in closer some thing about her had pulled at his soul he would hate for this day to end at all but he knew it would at some point. "i cant believe i have opened up to you as much as i have. " he moved closer to her his lips hovering over hers as he kissed her softly leting the taste of her lips linger on his.
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Post by amara on Dec 3, 2010 1:19:39 GMT 2
Unconsciously, Amara was moving closer to him. She was thankful that she had picked a table with a half circle booth seat. He was dangerously closer now. You could always move back, keep those walls up, or even leave. That little voice in her head was back again, but why would I do that when he’s something new and exciting to explore? Her smile wasn’t broad but small, and her lips were slightly parted. “I can’t believe the same thing.” She was going to say more but she soon shut herself up. Or rather he did that for her.
Before she knew it he had kissed her. They were soft kisses the kind that made her heart ache in way she wasn’t familiar with, if you’re not careful things could end badly, you wouldn’t want to get attached and then hurt would you? The little voice was drowned out by the overwhelming feelings she was experiencing. She wanted to run her fingers through his hair and hold on to him with as much force as she could muster up. She felt light and airy, as if she was going to float up at any moment. Her eyes had fluttered closed and she let herself just feel. Her lips felt like they belonged on his. They felt electrified. She couldn’t imagine a kiss being like that. She knew in that moment she didn’t want to kiss another’s lips if she could help it. She was already headed down the point of no return and she couldn’t be happier with that.
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Post by max on Dec 3, 2010 10:01:50 GMT 2
max smiled as he looked at her. the kiss had did it he wanted no one else and he never would. It was strange he had felt that it was a new sensation on he had not had since his powers had turned on. he pulled her close. "so it looks like your stuck with me now." he knew all this was new to him and it would take some time getting use to but he was looking forward to it.
he placed a hand on her leg as he cuddled up to her kissing her again. It was as enchanting as the first kiss he rested his head close to her. "i might have to come see that school of yours some time. " in truth it was just a reason to spend more time with her.
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Post by amara on Dec 4, 2010 0:16:26 GMT 2
Amara was a bit frightened at these new revelations. She was going to have to get used to all of this. But she grinned knowing that it would be so much fun to do. Her skin felt like it was electrified; it was probably the closest she would feel to her skin being on fire. This was by far the most out of character thing she’s ever done. Then you should stop, the little voice spoke up again. She ignored the voice by moving even closer to Max, “Looks like it.” Normally she’d be bothered if any other guy was close to her like this, but he’s not any other guy now is he? She got a broad grin out before she was kissing him again. It was just like the first, all giddy and electrifying. She didn’t care if they were in a coffee shop, right then they could’ve been the last people on earth. “You could go see the school I guess, but only if you go to see me as well.” She was radiating pure joy by this time. His hand sent little sparks skittering up her leg.
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