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Post by cable on Aug 9, 2011 18:07:15 GMT 2
Cable walked in to the kitchen normally he would not be here at this time but, things needed done and he had to be here. Xavier was back on his feet but in a chair well hopefully now he would kick the team in to gear and do some thing. Cable looked around it was strange here some parts looked so old fashioned well in truth all of it did. This place looked like the holo books he use to read. he opened the fridge and looked in. he pulled out some stage looking meat. " i will be glad when they sort this sort of thing out." It was a reference to time travel that no one else would understand.
he placed the meet on teh table and started to get ready he was no cook but could make simple meals after all that is what he had lived his life on for so many years. He started to cut the meet using his combat knife old habits died hard he could fo dine this with a thought but he had been using his powers more and more. He was glad that things were looking up and well he was no questioning what to do next. The impact of his plan had worked but as time went on the validity of it had gone.
He look on musing to his own thoughts he had been told he should live life now he had a chance maybe he should maybe he should see what live ha dto offer other than the good fight, but the world needed his guiding hand and there was still to much to do. maybe when all this was done he would try to live life.
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Post by lycan on Sept 19, 2011 3:30:01 GMT 2
Faith walked into the kitchen, hunger growing in her. She hadn’t had breakfast, and lunch was sounding better and better to her. She took a step inside the room and paused when a scent caught her nostrils, and they flared. She hadn’t seen him since the whole cage fight thing in the city a few weeks ago. He promised her to continue their ‘talk’, and thing is that she wasn’t ready for it to continue. She was just trying to figure out how to make her own life work and fit in without fear of looking over her shoulder for others wanting to severely punish her for forgetting to keep her feet straight when she lashed out with a kick.
She was just getting used to not fearing being taught something new, and learning how to fit in when the animal in her lives so close to the surface. That was dangerous for everyone involved, and she had to keep a tight leash on that part of her or she could put everyone she currently cares about in danger. Especially her father, and she saw he had something here. He had a pack. Rouge, Storm, a few others. What she didn’t know was that if she was a part of that pack or not. Granted, her father did give her a key to his room. And he did tell her that only she is allowed in, and she wouldn’t break his trust in her like that. If rumors were to be believed about his temper, she would be the only one who might actually survive one of his outbursts.
Thing was that Faith was raised to be an obedient replacement of her father, wanted to be a weapon by Weapon X. An assassin that has killed 188 people, and she wondered if her father would still want her around if he knew just how many innocent people she was ordered to slice and cut open in her 16 years. She did not want him to find out that he had a killer for a daughter, one that was wanted in many countries under her codename that the people who raised her had given her…Lycan. So she knew that despite of Weapon X looking for her, she knew that other governments would love to get their hands on her. Her mind was racing with these thoughts, not knowing how to truly turn it off, knowing just exactly what Cable can do. She doesn’t have a defense for those kinds of attacks, and she knew it. Just like she knew that a very strong magnetic field could stop her in her tracks just as well as Cable throwing her across the room with a single thought.
Her belly rumbled reminding her to eat something, so she pushed herself off of the doorjamb and entered the room. She opened the fridge, and peered inside. She withdrew items to make her a sandwich, and then set them on a nearby counter before going to the pantry for a loaf bread and then went about fixing her meal. She knew how to do something simple like this, but actually cooking something over heat and fire she was lacking skill in that regard. She had finished her assembly of her meal, put the items up, and grabbed a handful of chips from an open bag before pouring herself a glass of milk. ”So…” She finally said as she lifted her sandwich, trying to start something, but failing miserably at it.
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”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~  TIME :: Lunchtime
TAG :: Cable/Open
WORDS :: 584
NOTES :: Awkward…
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Indestructible by Disturbed
CREDIT :: ABBY!! |
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Post by cable on Sept 22, 2011 16:53:43 GMT 2
"So" cable knew a lot no one would fight that but there was a few things he could not do like live. Truth was as much as this girl would argue it they were much the same they both had father issues and they knew nothing else but to fight and keep fight. The only difference was cable knew were that rood lead he had a family once but that had not lasted. Things here were difrent he had his island and the people who lived on it . She was trying to talk to him but it was some thing out of her comfort zone. Maybe he should help her out.
"how are things going with your classes. I see you taken some interesting choices. i will be starting a new class in teh danger room soon if you wish to join?" in truth the class was one big test and one that he hoped some of them would pass.
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Post by lycan on Sept 27, 2011 23:52:29 GMT 2
Faith munched down on her meal, faster than normal. She was of course hungry, and all because she had skipped breakfast. It wasn’t much longer until she polished off her self made meal, that she had ran out of things to keep her busy. Talking to others wasn’t one of her strong points, nor was she raised to be a talker. She was raised to be a doer and a fighter, and that is all she knew until she arrived at the school looking for her father. And strangely for a man she did not know, she took quickly to looking up to her father. She trusted him, and dare she say love him like a daughter loves her father? She had never had that pleasure of experiencing those emotions, but to be honest to herself she was scared. All she knew was anger and hatred, and then she goes looking for the man that made her existence possible…seeking something she had no idea on. She only wanted to at least meet her father, once in her life so she could at least take a look into her possible future. However thing was that she liked what she saw, and she had the sudden need to pursue a relationship of some kind with him.
"how are things going with your classes. I see you taken some interesting choices. i will be starting a new class in teh danger room soon if you wish to join?"
The young feral mutant was brought out of her thoughts by his questions. She shrugged her shoulders. She really didn’t know how to compare these classes, as she truly didn’t have any formal education to compare them to. Granted, she would prefer to take these over the ones she has had while under Weapon X’s care. At least here she wasn’t brutally beaten for a mistake, whereas instead she was politely corrected and expected to learn from it. ”I like taking lessons here instead of at Weapon X. At least here, I’m not brutally and harshly punished for a mistake…” She quietly told him, and then snapped her head up at him as he mentioned starting a new class. His one class she had taken, had indeed attempted to push her to her limit but she knew she had a whole lot more in her. ”Just what more can you come up with to throw at us, Cable? Not that I’m saying no, but the last one was pretty brutal all on it’s own.” She finally asked of him, wondering if she was seriously mental for even thinking about joining yet another one of his classes.
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”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ TIME :: Lunchtime
TAG :: Cable/Open
WORDS :: 441
NOTES :: She is considering joining…
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Indestructible by Disturbed
CREDIT :: ABBY!! |
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Post by cable on Sept 28, 2011 20:38:31 GMT 2
"you know as well as any one what is coming will be brutal. So i have to train you all to be ready for that. Oh i have over 20,000 years of history to dig up other situations like the last one. Beside's i got some thing far more fun and for you personal. I think you will enjoy it especially with your bond with your father." he smiled he knew she was going to be angry when she found out who and what he had planed,
" i don't think i can train your powers any more than weapon x can but i know i can push in other ways the test for you is your emotions and how you work in a team. " he started to clean his plates the metal of his arm glinting as he started to fill the sink with water. " you asked me a very important question in that cage do you remember what it was?"
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Post by lycan on Sept 29, 2011 6:36:10 GMT 2
Faith was always thinking, strategically planning nearly nonstop. Her thought process only seeing the tactical side of things, and how she could survive any situation. Thing is that she has trouble turning that though process off in her mind. Even as she stood there, leaning against the kitchen counter, talking with Cable her mind was still thinking how she could optimize the best survival rate if he should attack her. Needless to say the place would need to be remodeled after the mental fight in her head. She couldn’t quite help it, it was the way she was raised to think…
"you know as well as any one what is coming will be brutal. So i have to train you all to be ready for that. Oh i have over 20,000 years of history to dig up other situations like the last one. Beside's i got some thing far more fun and for you personal. I think you will enjoy it especially with your bond with your father."
The young feral mutant snapped her head around to stare at him. Her train of thought going overtime to process what he had just told her. ”20,000 years?” She muttered to herself for a moment, wondering just what was going on. But his admission of planning something just for her had the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Especially when he mentioned the bond she shared with her father. ”Something tells me I won’t like this.” She told him, her eyes narrowed suspiciously upon him with her arms crossed in front of her.
" i don't think i can train your powers any more than weapon x can but i know i can push in other ways the test for you is your emotions and how you work in a team. you asked me a very important question in that cage do you remember what it was?"
Faith knew he was telling the truth about her powers and how advanced they were to someone who wasn’t born and raised in Weapon X. She had intense training in all areas that concerned combat and covert operations. However that wasn’t the best environment for a child to grow up into a healthy individual, as there were areas lacking in her development. Such as emotional and social interaction. ”I remember asking a lot of questions. I also remember you not answering them fully either.” She finally responded to his last question.
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”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ TIME :: Lunchtime
TAG :: Cable/Open
WORDS :: 410
NOTES :: She doesn’t like his plan for her, nor doesn’t she remember what question she asked that was important…
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Indestructible by Disturbed
CREDIT :: ABBY!! |
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Post by cable on Oct 1, 2011 9:39:05 GMT 2
"its all to do with the time and place faith. the joys of time travel you get to pick your moments." he gave her that knowing smile as he looked at her. " yes you will not like it one bit it will make you angry thats the whole point its your weakness. If your angry you can be lead pushed to go agents what would be best for you make mistakes." he placed the dishes down he could of made them do this on there own.
"you come to my classes to be pushed and its not all about the physical a good leader will attack the mind as well as the body. I could kill you its not as hard as you would think to kill you or your father. There is so many ways i could stop you with out braking a sweat but, that is not why i am here. " he placed the dishes away. "so i know you have a couple of question so ask i will try to answer as best i can."
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Post by lycan on Oct 5, 2011 4:00:47 GMT 2
Faith cocked her head to the side as in deep thought, and then it came to her. The question then came to her, the mutant that was suppose to do good for the think that Xavier wanted between mutants and human. She then began to wonder what was so important about that question, and then when he mentioned time travel it all made sense to her now. The whole amount of history he mentioned he could pull scenarios from for his class, how he supposedly knew so much about what is suppose to happen, and how he talked about fighting her father. She listened to him launch into why she was coming to his class, and her only reaction was to raise an eyebrow.
"so i know you have a couple of question so ask i will try to answer as best i can."
She stood there, her arms still crossed in front of her, looking at him. ”Okay, first of all Cable. I get it. You can disable anyone you please with just a thought. So stop repeating yourself like a broken record. Second, why would me asking what mutant would be important to Xavier’s cause be an important question? And third, claiming to time travel actually explains a bit about you. Why admit that to me?” She grilled him, giving him an expected look while she waited for him to answer her.
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”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ TIME :: Lunchtime
TAG :: Cable/Open
WORDS :: 234
NOTES :: Now she remembers… Sorry if it is short, muse running a bit low at the moment…
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Indestructible by Disturbed
CREDIT :: ABBY!! |
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Post by cable on Oct 5, 2011 20:54:02 GMT 2
Cable laughed at her as she said he was a broken record. " My full name is Nathan Christopher Summers Cyclopes is my father. I do not hide the fact i am from the future why would i? Look at it is clear. You seen weapons before have you ever seen some thing like my side arm? I made an island paradise out of nothing. Its clearly obvious when you look at whats in front of you. As for why would your question be important because it shows you are looking forward to the future and starting to stop worrying about the past"
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Post by lycan on Oct 7, 2011 2:54:35 GMT 2
Faith only stared at him as he laughed. She was not amused, and her face showed it. As he told her his full name and who his father was, her expression did not change as well. When he mentioned his sidearm, her eyes moved to look at it and shrugged her shoulders. He then mentioned an island paradise and how it started, and she was still unimpressed. In her mind, anyone can do those accomplishments given enough time. Then he told her why her question was important.
”As for why your question be important because it shows you are looking forward to the future and starting to stop worrying about the past”
This time she shook her head and lowered her arms. She took two steps forward and then stopped before looking at him again. ”That is where you are wrong. I just wanted to know what kind of mutant it was, and to see if I needed to steer clear of that ring in five years. As for me stop worrying about the past, as long as I’m an escapee of Weapon X I will always be looking over my shoulder. I’m sorry, but being from the future doesn’t mean you know every detail about the past.” She said and put her glass in the sink before washing it.
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”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ TIME :: Lunchtime
TAG :: Cable/Open
WORDS :: 220
NOTES :: Not quite what he thinks.
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Indestructible by Disturbed
CREDIT :: ABBY!! |
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Post by cable on Oct 8, 2011 20:29:06 GMT 2
"you keep telling your self that. You cant lie to a telepath i can see whats in your soul and what it is screaming for. If it makes you feel any better in a year or so weapon x will not be a problem nor will they have the time or the need to reclaim you. You will be an out dated model just liek your father is." she was right of course she could not truly become the woman she was meant to be till weapon x was gone. but then things needed time to work out. " so hows the normal life treating you?"
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Post by lycan on Oct 9, 2011 14:48:16 GMT 2
Faith stood there shaking her head. She didn’t know what exactly a telepath can do, but it created great uneasy in her when she was around one. She didn’t exactly like the thought of someone messing around her head, and her not exactly having any sort of defense against them. She heard him when he told her about Weapon X, and she sighed yet again. ”It has nothing to do with what weapon line my father and I are from. You know that as well as I do. They still are looking for him, and then why would they be doing that if he is an outdated model as you put it? It has nothing to do with us as experiments or weapon. It has everything to do with the adamantium they put on our skeletons. They think that they own us because they gave us the quality of being indestructible.” She told him crossing her arms once again.
" so hows the normal life treating you?"
She only shrugged her shoulders at him, and attempted to tidy up the imaginable mess that only she saw on the counter behind her. ”If you call normal walking around trying to avoid the ever growing crowds of the school, and finding solitary with your dad or in his room. Then it is going great.” She told him, speaking the truth. She truly didn’t know how much longer she could keep her head if the crowd continued to grow and press in around her. She imagined that if it continue to increase, she might have to take off just so she wouldn’t accidentally lose control and kill someone…
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”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ TIME :: Lunchtime
TAG :: Cable/Open
WORDS :: 275
NOTES :: She is so much of an anti-social girl, like father like daughter.
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Indestructible by Disturbed
CREDIT :: ABBY!! |
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Post by cable on Oct 11, 2011 9:05:13 GMT 2
"you do know how rare that stuff is? they want it back best thing would be to get it removed and give it to them. " he knew that would be a simple task. "yes it is normal no mater were you are from do you want to know the trick to that find friends people who take you for your self even find a boy friend." he fought back a laugh so was turning in to a normal stropy teenage and the best part of it is she could not see it.
"there is hope for you yet faith." he meant it he did hope she could be normal. It meant every thing the world could be changed. "you should come to my island and see why i am doing this it may help you understand more. we can go right now." he offered her his hand no his cold metallic hand but his human hand. it was a rare action for cable to offer that hand.
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Post by lycan on Oct 11, 2011 20:57:28 GMT 2
Faith turned around and faced him again. Of course she knew how rare it was, as she was reminded every single day of her life. ”Yeah the two of use total a billion dollars of government funding, so sure I know how much of the trusting taxpayers hard earn cash was spent on me and my father.” She told him, a deadpan look on her face. She listen to him tell her it was normal that she was avoid crowds and such, and she sighed. ”So the urge to rip out their throats is normal? I’m sorry Cable, but I don’t think it is. I mean I was raised to me solitary individual, anti-social event. I can’t handle groups larger than five without the urge to rip everyone’s throats out. I thought that my father would perhaps help, but I don’t know…” She responded in a bit of a whisper. She truly did want to change, and not be quite so feral on the surface. But she had to look out for herself, since she perhaps thought that no one else will.
"there is hope for you yet faith. you should come to my island and see why i am doing this it may help you understand more. we can go right now."
She looked at the offered hand, not the metallic one but the one that was flesh and bone. Her eyes darted to his face as she tried to gauge his sincerity of his offer. ”I’m sorry Cable, but I don’t think that is such a good idea. From what I hear, you are rather protective about it as well as secretive. I mean, why offer to show me your island? I’m not someone that would be beneficial to whatever your cause is.” She asked him, not quite taking his offered hand yet. It would have to depend on how he answered her before she made her final decision.
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”Speaking…” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ TIME :: Lunchtime
TAG :: Cable/Open
WORDS :: 321
NOTES :: She is still not certain of herself…
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Indestructible by Disturbed
CREDIT :: ABBY!! |
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Post by cable on Oct 12, 2011 21:29:20 GMT 2
"protective yes secretive no. I have an open immigration policy at last count i have over 300 people living on. I don't turn any one away as long as they follow the rules of the island. Faith my cause is simple i am going to make the world a better place. The only problem is its some thing we will all have to fight for. In truth i am just trying to show the world that peace can be done and i have the guns to do it."
he laughed at the irony of his last statement. " you see i have the ability to see what people really need not what they want. The need some one to show them the way and i may just be that person. so what do you say fancy a trip to paradise? "
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