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Post by peterparker on Aug 8, 2011 18:09:14 GMT 2
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 *NEVERFORGETSWHATILOST!(likemyfather'scometopass)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -If there ever was a time to be motivated, it'd be when sent off into the belly of the whale. That's right, homework from Dr. Connors on genetics. Who better to go to for the answers than the notorious X Men? Magneto, of course, was out of the question. Finding him would've been a tough enough job when stacked up to surviving the encounter. Death would've been promised that way; Peter relatively valued his life more than to jump into that fire. So, naturally, to Professor Xavier the young hero went. With a slight start, he hoped off the back of the large truck passing down the lane. The wallcrawler landed upon his feet, gaining his balance after a sliver of a moment. He then started up toward the wall, his messengerbag in tow on his shoulder. Peering around the gate, he evaluated his options. He was in costume, so some stealth would be given if he wanted to have a bit of fun and see about surprising the hosts...but who knows what Wolverine was like with surprises. Hell, who knew if Wolvy was around at all? Maybe it was his lucky day!
In a single bound the Amazing Spider-man vaulted over the gate, giving a push of the hand on the back of it to propel him as he landed in an alert pose. He was rather surprised at the mid-day calm of the grounds at first...as well as the lack of security. Peter mentally facepalmed, realizing that perhaps far before when he first formed the thought of rushing in for some fun one of the many telepaths may have picked up on it. Telepaths, not exactly Peter's favorite of these mutants. The thought of someone getting in his head was terrifying, the lack of control and will sent shivers up his spine.
Standing upright, Peter made his way toward the school, figuring these people were more than trustworthy. If they could get into his mind, his secret was likely more than divulged to them. He removed his mask, shaking his hair to get rid of the mask-cling hair look. He set his mask within his bag as he took toward the steps, walking passed several students at play without a care in the world. Never had he expected it to look so calm and peaceful. It was as if he stepped upon an oasis, free from all of the trouble that was the city and the danger that could come. His Spider senses felt completely at ease as he stepped into the Front Hall.
He evaluated the room, examining it for what could be around. Nothing really stuck out, besides the furry little kid that rushed passed him, nearly knocking him over. "Hey!" he called after the kid who continued to run outside to meet with his friends. A sigh released from Peter, running a hand through his hair as he turned back to face front, little did he know he was about to meet a new friend, a mutant girl that he was sure to associate well with.
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(sevenyearshasgonesofast)
WORDS Hmmmmnoo clue haha
TAGGED Tabby
OUTFIThere!
NOTES Awesome 
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Post by tabsmith on Aug 8, 2011 22:29:58 GMT 2
 I'm a fighter, I'm a poet, I'm a preacher
I've been to school and baby, I've been the teacher~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Tabitha Smith, better known as Tabby was a bored young woman that was never good, she had spent most of the morning training with some of the new mutants before spending time with another blonde, Alexander Summers. The 6 foot blonde and her seemed to have an understanding, she would play nice with the kids so long as he didn’t tell anyone that she was sneaking off campus to go to bars and meet boys, he had even picked her up a couple of times because A he was a doll and B the fact that he didn’t like the idea of what could have happened to her going home alone. Tabby being a big girl never cared about that but she knew that Alex had a point and she had always taken the ride back to the school.
Even though many would think that she couldn’t just be friends with a guy that was all Alex was, a very good friend that seemed to have her best interests at heart even when she didn’t and she had to admit that she didn’t think that she was worthy of having a friend like him and more to the point she didn’t know when he would get that girlfriend that didn’t want him to have a hot blonde kind of best friend hanging around him, until then she was content teasing the man about his lack of dating and getting rides home from him.
Walking down into the entrance hall she had planned to go outside when she saw a student running. “Hey no running.” She called out as the kid went outside and she heard another male voice that she didn’t know before. Turning around there was a guy there that she didn’t know and she would remember someone that looked like that, he wasn’t as built as the likes of Alex or Bobby but there was a body there. Walking towards him she smiled.
“Hi.” She said softly “I am Tabitha Smith, can I help you?”
OOC: All Alex mentions where checked cause he brought me to the site.
Other person talking
Thinking
”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Has If you show me how to get up off the ground
Hello I can show you how to fly and never ever come back down TIME :: When is the thread
TAG :: Spidey
WORDS :: no clue
NOTES :: What else needs to be known
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Lay Your Hands On Me by Bon Jovi
CREDIT ::Abby |
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Post by peterparker on Aug 8, 2011 23:15:40 GMT 2
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*NEVERFORGETSWHATILOST!(likemyfather'scometopass)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - If only MJ and Aunt May could see this place, they'd rightfully lose it. Harry, of course, would be quite accustomed to this sort of surrounding. It was better than the little house he grew up in, miles ahead of his apartment with Harry. It was almost paradise. The kid that went off to play signified how things were the best, carefree. In a utopian society no matter how someone looked, or what they practiced, who they were attracted to, nor what they did for a living mattered. This was the sort of things people wrote about. While in his pondering thoughts, Peter made his turn, subsequent to the chastising of the earlier youth by a soft toned voice.
A combination of eighteen years, testosterone, hormones, and overall 'teenage boy'ism led to Peter's instant reaction toward the femme that caught his attention. His expression lightened and his eyes went to stare, his jaw slightly agape before forming into a grin behind his lips. Her introduction as kind as her voice. The perfect world was complete, now there needed to be a chocolate fountain and all would be set. Tabitha Smith, quite a name. Easy to commit to memory. "Peter Parker, nice to meet you" he nodded, looking toward his bag and his very odd appearance.
Small shades of pink rose to his cheeks at how he was still in his Spider-man get up, apart form his mask. All too late he realized that if it weren't obvious before who he was, it was now. "Actually, if you wouldn't mind. Bathroom first then I believe I was told to take a tour before meeting with Professor Charles Xavier?" his tone in saying the name signified his unsure and uneasiness with if he was pronouncing it correctly or if he was even in the right place....wait, earlier he saw a furry kid. Yep, he was surely in the right place.
Minor steps cleared the distance between him, stopping to smiled down toward her. Inviting her to lead away. His messenger back finely placed upon his shoulder, he was prepared to follow wherever she led. She seemed to be trustworthy on the matter, no one sounding that sweet could be trouble.
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Post by tabsmith on Aug 9, 2011 0:32:58 GMT 2
I'm a fighter, I'm a poet, I'm a preacher
I've been to school and baby, I've been the teacher~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Tabby had to admit that the guy was cute even if he was a little on the slim side normally when she had seen a guy in a bar he had been a half a foot taller than her and built out of a strong rock, this guy on the other hand looked like a good gust of wind would blow him over if he pissed it off, not that Tabby had a problem with that as he had seen her and his jaw had dropped open after all what young woman didn’t like to see that she had that affect on a guy regardless of what he looked like it was obvious that she was a straight young man and that he found her hot.
As she looked him over she drew a look down his body and she froze, he was dressed like spiderman he was either the guy’s biggest fan, someone that liked to impersonate the hero to get into the pants of young girls who would spread their legs for the guy they believed to be the hero which of the three she wasn’t sure which was true she had to admit though that the costume did look pretty good on him even if he was a fake, however the fact that he seemed to be the real deal distracted Tabitha.
When he had said that she had needed to go on a tour around the school before he had seen Charles Tabby stopped for a second, she knew that many girls around the school would want to take the amazing spiderman around their little school even though it wasn’t that little there was far too many young females that wanted dates and boyfriends. She was one of them. She tended to be better than the majority but there was something about the fact that he was a hero that he knew would cause half of the females in the school to lose their mind and throw themselves at him, not that she wouldn’t do that herself but she tended to have more class than that.
“I can take you,” she said with a smile “I know all of the rooms pretty well, where we train, eat ... sleep, where do you want to start?” when she had mentioned the sleeping she had winked suggestively now she just had to see how the hero reacted.
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Thinking
”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Has If you show me how to get up off the ground
Hello I can show you how to fly and never ever come back down TIME :: daytime
TAG :: Spiderman
WORDS :: 400
NOTES :: I am awesome
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Lay Your Hands On Me by Bon Jovi
CREDIT :: Abby |
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Post by peterparker on Aug 9, 2011 1:59:00 GMT 2
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*NEVERFORGETSWHATILOST!(likemyfather'scometopass)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Of all the times to feel self conscious, why now? It was always in front of the attractive girls that awkward moments like this occurred. The outfit was fairly snug fit after all, it's not like he could make to cover the more 'obvious' areas. No amount of hand movement could cover the budding embarrassment. MJ had been quite adamant with making him feel awkward over the design at first, pointing out what it suggestively made more specific parts stick out. When you had saved the day in the city you weren't thinking about the girls checking you out from nearby, it was usually a concentration on the fight at hand. But when you were standing there...in front of a really attractive girl and she was matter of ways checking you out, you couldn't help but feel some loss of comfort. When in his normal attire the girls he attracted weren't all the sort he seemed to gain as Spider-man. Back in high school, Gwen was the only pretty girl that really gave him the time of day. That ended as grimly as ever, though.
Many a thought processed as he was evaluated, seeing she had caught on to him being Spider-man...or being a fairly spot on imposter. It'd be a lie to say that in the line of duty or the heat of the moment women didn't give him a slight edge. He had recieved many a little remark with some rescues. Only once had he had an encounter where woman flocked to him, it was long before when he was touring the Baxter Building while in suit. The teenage girls really knew how to make him feel appreciated. It grew very tiresome after a while, though, it's impossible to get anything done with women all around. Peter always wondered how Tony Stark found such a perfect medium.
At his admittance of purpose he noticed her stop, seemingly in thought. Maybe she was considering being his guide for the evening, it'd be more than a hope for her to accept. It wasn't everyday he made such blatantly obvious questions toward someone he really really wanted all the attention possible from.
Peter nodded along with every word, stopping at the mention of 'sleep' seeing her wink as well. His brows climbed a bit higher at the suggestive influence she added to the conversation. Already at that. A very forward girl, he took it...unless she was simply messing with him. Not too far too believe with her looking the way she did and him being as trim as he was. "Er, let's start with a room" he facepalmed mentally before trying to rephrase his words. "For me to change into some more fitting clothes. Don't want to go around suited up all day, now do I?" he attempted to joke, trying to block his earlier misquote.
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Post by tabsmith on Aug 9, 2011 12:20:46 GMT 2
I'm a fighter, I'm a poet, I'm a preacher
I've been to school and baby, I've been the teacher~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Tabby had to admit that the guy was pretty nervous looking right now whether he didn’t know what to do about the school and the fact that she had openly been kind of flirty with him and he hadn’t been around long couldn’t have helped things, yet at the same time she knew that she would probably be seen as a beautiful woman flirting with him that didn’t bother her, but more to the point she didn’t like losing at anything and right now she wanted to see what she could gain out of the seemingly younger hero. After all she looked to be older than him, she was surprised that he was such a young hero.
She had to admit that if he was the real spiderman he must have been good at his job because he must have been doing it from a young age and there hadn’t been anything about a copy cat or a dead spider so she had to admit that she was pretty impressed by him, also she wouldn’t mind getting that costume off of him simply because of the fact that she had been without a guy that it would be awkward to flirt with for a while she was now hoping to chance this with the emergence of spiderman at the school.
She knew that it would not be good when all of the other girls caught wind that the hero was in the school and she would have to act fast to make sure that she could keep him out of the way. when he stumbled over his answer she smiled it was adorably cute. Smiling she spoke “sure you can change in my room it is no bother.”
Then she lead him off towards her room her hips swaying as she went.
Other person talking
Thinking
”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Has If you show me how to get up off the ground
Hello I can show you how to fly and never ever come back down TIME :: daytime
TAG :: Spidey
WORDS :: over 300
NOTES :: he’s adorable
STATUS :: Done or not
LYRICS :: Lay Your Hands On Me by Bon Jovi
CREDIT :: ABBY!! |
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Post by peterparker on Aug 9, 2011 16:32:50 GMT 2
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*NEVERFORGETSWHATILOST!(likemyfather'scometopass)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - The big thing that never seemed to catch on was that he wasn't as alone as he thought. The world was filled with other powered individuals that were his age as well. Like this girl, Tabitha. She obviously wasn't far from his own age, and she was a mutant. He could make all the complaints he wanted but nothing would match up to what she was experiencing. Sure, life could be a bit easier if you look like THAT, but maybe she didn't rely on looks to get her way? Although, it'd be quite the advantage to use them when you have such an appearance. Peter was practically at a melting point from the attention she was presenting him with. He hoped she'd be someone he could be on the level with about his secret, she'd likely already know who he was.
A small spurt of pride encompassed his form, thinking that he would look rather impressive to others. It all started when he was just fifteen, three years had gone so fast from then. He was a child, playing with the big leagues. If it weren't for Gwen then MJ he wouldn't have made it. All the cuts and bruises, the decisions and danger. He needed a helping hand every now and then, but when in the heat of battle that wasn't always supplied. Quick wit and charisma got him far enough, but sometimes it'd be nice to have along with you in the danger. Sure, Peter loved solo work, but that didn't mean playing on a team was out of the question completely.
The kind offer she gave, saving him from his nervous stumble, brought some ease to the early surprise of his nervousness. She seemed to be getting warm to his personality which could help with his study, she'd be quite the alright person to evaluate. The trouble came in on the topic of how he could ask such a thing of her. "Thanks"
Smiling the while he went to follow her toward her room, as suggestive as that sounded. His eyes couldn't help but peer downward as she walked ahead. Stealing a look or two wouldn't hurt all that much.
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Post by tabsmith on Aug 10, 2011 16:06:44 GMT 2
[/IMG] I'm a fighter, I'm a poet, I'm a preacher
I've been to school and baby, I've been the teacher~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~[/center] Tabby knew that she was taking a risk in flirting with the young hero, he could have just shrugged her off and found someone else to show her around yet he hadn’t done so yet which was a good sign, after all she didn’t do well in trying to get boys in her attention to do what she wanted if they hadn’t already, add that to the fact that Peter seemed to be a gentleman and it got real old real fast. She had been used to guys just giving her what she wanted or taking what they wanted, Peter didn’t seem the type for either in that he had yet to make a comment about how she was acting and he didn’t seem that bothered that she had suggested that he change in her bedroom, needless to say she didn’t have a problem with that in the slightest.
“My room is along here,” she said leading him along the hallway, she knew that her room was pretty clean other than the odd bra around and that wasn’t something that bothered her, if he wanted to see her underwear then she would allow him to. “You can change in there and I will wait here for you to come out.” She added.
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Thinking
”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Has If you show me how to get up off the ground
Hello I can show you how to fly and never ever come back down TIME :: daytime
TAG :: Spidey
WORDS :: not sure
NOTES :: he’s adorable
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Lay Your Hands On Me by Bon Jovi
CREDIT :: ABBY!! |
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Post by peterparker on Aug 11, 2011 16:58:10 GMT 2
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*NEVERFORGETSWHATILOST!(likemyfather'scometopass)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Usually Peter imagined that when he stepped into the mansion it'd be like the Baxter Building. A robot butler would come up or something. Susan Storm herself would give the tour, maybe you'd get to see a scientific breakthrough or two. But here, it was much much calmer. It was fitting and serene, and obviously the mutants came in good stock. Was it easy to be nervous when entering a girls room? Definitely. He had only been in three girls rooms in his life. Gwen when she was showing him a poster of her favorite band, The Strokes. MJ when she offered to fix up his suit after a battle. Then lastly, Betty Brant, he was positive, was trying to get something from him. She invited him in for coffee, then was trying to lure him toward her room. However, the saving grace of spider sense hinted the bank robbery not too many blocks away.
Where she led, Parker followed. He evaluated the hallway she continued to leave him down, nodding to her words and walking inside of her room. It was rather different from what he was used to, far less on the stuffed animal side of things. He offered a smile while closing her door. He set his bag down, rifling out his clothes and changing accordingly, giving his mask a passing glance before continuing. He opened the door once finished and looked to Tabby. "All set, where to first?"
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Post by tabsmith on Aug 14, 2011 23:59:26 GMT 2
I'm a fighter, I'm a poet, I'm a preacher
I've been to school and baby, I've been the teacher~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ As Tabby waited she couldn’t help but wonder about Spiderman, did he have a girlfriend, a fiancé or a wife that he went home to at night and tied to the bed with webbing before having his way with her, ok so she was a little perverted but she liked sex and it was fun so that meant that she would think about it, a lot she knew that she did and she wasn’t going to apologise for having an active imagination even if it offended people that was just the way that she was and if they didn’t like it then it would be their problem and not hers.
She had been someone that didn’t do well trying to be the good girl, she had tried but it was something that bored her, the nice girl generally got overlooked by the girl with the bigger boobs or the shorter skirt, therefore when she had gotten to around 16 she had decided that she wanted to be that girl and had flaunted her assets like any girl would have done., she was soon jerked out of her thoughts as Spiderman came out her room dressed and ready to go.
“Well we can go to the kitchen” she said leading him down the hall her hips swinging again “it is pretty big for the amount of students we have I am sure we can find something let over to put in your mouth don’t you worry.”
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Thinking
”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Has If you show me how to get up off the ground
Hello I can show you how to fly and never ever come back down TIME :: daytime
TAG :: Spidey
WORDS :: not sure
NOTES :: he’s adorable
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Lay Your Hands On Me by Bon Jovi
CREDIT :: ABBY!! |
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Post by peterparker on Aug 16, 2011 5:04:37 GMT 2
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*NEVERFORGETSWHATILOST!(likemyfather'scometopass)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Girls. Complicated, difficult, mysterious, and more confusing than ever. What did they want? What did they think? What did they feel? More than that, what the hell did they like? It was always a trouble pleasing women, especially without putting them off or something. It was always a toss up back in the Gwen days. He never knew a girl could be so...temperamental. Then, of course, there was Mary Jane. She wasn't like the others. She was kind, she was sweet, she was understanding. More than that, his best friend. The whole being a model and being an actress gig didn't go to her head as it did most people, she still knew what was the most important. That meant more to Peter than anything else. When she figured out he was Spiderman she didn't treat him differently, actually she did but not in the way most would think. She worried for him more, asked if he was okay more often. Other than that, the same ol' MJ. He would've asked her out...but she always seemed so interested in other guys. Bigger, stronger guys.
Nice girls, they weren't exactly as put off as most people would've thought they would be. He thought their sweetness endearing. But there were always the seductive and more...persuasive females. The Black Cat was a fine example of that aspect, something that Peter wasn't all that accustomed to, when he did come across these women it was like high school all over again. If he had the mask on he could usually cover his bases well, but just regular Peter Parker wasn't much against it. "Put my mouth on?" he asked foolishly, noticing how she seemed to always have a certain way of letting her hips swing. "Such as what?"
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Post by tabsmith on Aug 26, 2011 1:48:47 GMT 2
I'm a fighter, I'm a poet, I'm a preacher
I've been to school and baby, I've been the teacher~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Tabby knew that she would have her work cut out for her with this one. Sure he wasn’t the most jacked guy in the world but he was pretty normal looking, no weird things sticking out of him which already made him a nicer guy to date than Logan as you wouldn’t want to lean in for a kiss and get claws sticking out of you. Not that she wouldn’t be against the whole different type of sex but she had to admit the chance of death did put her off of him. Yet the very jacked Alex Summers had been someone that she had talked to about the fact that she had to tone down the affection that she had for students, however a visiting spiderman didn’t count as a student.
When he seemed to dumbly ask about putting things in his mouth Tabby just rolled her eyes, turning around she smiled brightly at him before turning back around and taking his hand in her smaller softer skinned one before snaking a finger up to run a line up and down his wriest before speaking her eyes not leaving his face at all. “Of course I am sure that you are hungry after the trip to get here.” She said softly “let’s see what I can make you.”
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Thinking
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Has If you show me how to get up off the ground
Hello I can show you how to fly and never ever come back down TIME :: daytime
TAG :: Spidey
WORDS :: not sure
NOTES ::
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Lay Your Hands On Me by Bon Jovi
CREDIT :: ABBY!! |
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Post by peterparker on Aug 27, 2011 20:15:38 GMT 2
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*NEVERFORGETSWHATILOST!(likemyfather'scometopass)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - It was often forgotten on his part that he was known in certain circles of equal power by his superhero alter-ego before being Peter Parker. He had to be different, place on his more confident persona or else be left to...well...experiencing all that life could throw at him as what was currently happening. He had to do something, he had to shake his nervousness. Just like MJ always said, believe in yourself. Words of wisdom to live by, but how were you supposed to believe in anything about yourself when you were left to follow a girl that was sorta, kinda, maybe flirting with you in a sorta, kinda, maybe obvious way and there wasn't really anything to be done on it. Maybe she'd reveal it all to be a prank at some point and relieve him of the mystery.
The smile she wore signified amusement at what he had said, his naivety of some sort of pleasure to her. He stiffened at the instant grasp on her soft hands upon his wore ones, used in many a heroic act. He eyed their hands before going along with her pull toward the kitchen. He had no idea that it was usual treatment for guests to the Xavier mansion to receive a meal from one of the students. A smile warmed his features. "Sounds great! What're you going to make?" he asked, reminded of all the 'adventurous' things that MJ had concocted and how he had to sample taste Every. Single. One. He started to run out of adjectives to describe it as nice, the opposite of the true flavor of it all.
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