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Post by cable on Jun 11, 2011 20:22:24 GMT 2
cable stood in the middle of the room. He watched a s some of the students went about there way to the classes. He felt a pang of guilt he should of been one of them. This was were he was born this was meant to be his home but his father had sent him to another time and place to save his life. How would things of been if he had been here. would he of ran threw those halls with no cares in the world?
That was not his life and he should not of been thinking about it. what Amara had said to him had hut home bother her and Lorna had said that he was aloof from the world, maybe they were right but then he did not how to be anything other than cable the fighter. he use to be a father and husband and a bit of a holly man but that man had died with his wife and child.
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Post by lockdown142 on Jun 13, 2011 0:56:01 GMT 2
Daemon stopped in front of the man. "What has you down, sir?" He can tell something is on his mind. Daemon was walking at the moment before he stopped. Which is abnormal for him to do outside the classrooms. Daemon decided he should get some physical exercise instead of mental when he trip over a rock and sprained his ankle earlier. He had been headed to the kitchen to get a salad. Although this seems a bit more interesting.
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Post by cable on Jun 13, 2011 9:29:27 GMT 2
cable was snapped out of it by some one talking to him. he turned to look at him opening his eyes one of them glowing brightly. most people would leave him alone his class did most of them saw him and would turn the other way scared he would beat them up in the halls. he had to laugh at that he would not do that. it was not right or proper he had told them he would to keep them on there toes.
"a word of advice kid don't dig in to my personal life its not safe for you." cable looked around several of the children had stopped and were staring as if cable was going to rip the students head off. "don't you lot have classes to go to?" with that all of them started to move trying not to look.
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Post by lockdown142 on Jun 13, 2011 15:16:00 GMT 2
Daemon smiles. "Everyone has a story. Every story explains something. Well, maybe your story explain why your so closed off to every one. Maybe, even why you do what you do to make everyone fear you." He had heard of this man. A teacher, Cable is his name. Everyone who took his class feared him. But Daemon does not believe that fear is derived from hate. Fear is misunderstanding. "So, What's yours?"
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Post by cable on Jun 13, 2011 17:10:06 GMT 2
"The reason people are afraid of me is because i have given them a reason to. I am the man who could crush your head like a grape and would not lose any sleep over the matter." he fought the urge to laugh at the boy thoughts he clearly was a fool. fear was some thing that was apart of being human. He was tempted to kick this boy and make him understand that he was not the kind of person just to tell his story to a kid. Then he knew what would happen Xavier would go on and on about it.
he did wonder if he would of been like this if he had grown up with his father as he was ment to off. would his moral code of changed. he could hear some of the thoughts of teh students they were putting bets on how much cable would hurt him. he had no plans of doing that after all he was one of the good guys,
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Post by lockdown142 on Jun 13, 2011 17:46:32 GMT 2
Daemon felt kinda bad for Cable. He put his hand on Cable's shoulder. "You can't hide behind violence forever." He began to walk away. All of a sudden he spun around. "Time moves on. You should too. I don't know what you've been through. But, know this, Time heals all wounds. But wounds can't heal if you don't let them." Daemon walks away.
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Post by cable on Jun 13, 2011 18:08:17 GMT 2
cable laughed he let the kid think he got the better of him if it made him feel happy about him self clearly he needed to prove a point. he wondered was this a bet had the kid been challenged to do that. well if it got him what he was after then good for him for having the guts to do it. "hey kid whats your name?" cable yelled towards him. he would know it as soon as the boy went to speak. so he would know if he was lying or not.
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Post by lockdown142 on Jun 13, 2011 18:17:23 GMT 2
Daemon was back in an instant. "Daemon Gray Smith. But, my name is Push." He could tell he had gotten to Cable a little bit. But, it wasn't meant to get to him. It was meant for advice to Cable.
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Post by cable on Jun 13, 2011 18:46:28 GMT 2
"well Push. you made it in to my class enjoy the last few weeks in good health. Before you see what the real world has to give."
cable smiled as he sent the information back to black box on his island and he did a scan of the files for this kid there was nothing special in them. cable had not heard of him so he probably never made a big differences. "its a simple class its an A or a fail. all you have to do is complete the course."
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Post by lockdown142 on Jun 13, 2011 19:06:21 GMT 2
"Well, can I have any information about this class? What exactly will my last few weeks of good health be filled with?" Daemon smirked and laughed. "I'm always up for something new. Where exactly will this class be?" Daemon was up for the challenge that Cable had clearly issued him. People seemed to underestimate Daemon alot. Especially the teachers. Even more especially, Cable and Captain America.
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Post by cable on Jun 13, 2011 20:01:45 GMT 2
"The danger room every Friday at 5am. i lock the doors at 5 15 so if you don't make it your out the class and fail. You better not waste my time prove me wrong and be useful earn your spot in my class. Then again i will give you ten minutes before your walking out my class never to be seen again." Cable had figured this boy out and he knew how get what he wanted out of people. the kid had guts but they were all very well till they were splattered all over by some one or worse.
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Post by lockdown142 on Jun 19, 2011 0:31:05 GMT 2
Daemon smirks and laughs. "Sounds like fun!" Daemon decided the conversation was over. So, he turned around and walked away. An etch-a-sketch floated about a foot from cable's head and the words See You Then! slowly appeared on it. Giving cable enough time time read it and no more, it floated into Daemon's backpack, just as he was about to walk out the front door. He turned around and looked at cable. He quickly laughs and walks out of sight.
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