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your_talents ([info]your_talents) wrote,
@ 2010-02-05 21:17:00


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Hunting Grounds
Her friends told her she was an addict. She told them that so far as addictions went, hers didn't cost her a penny, didn't carry any risk of cancer, and the places she found herself at 2 or 3 in the morning were a lot nicer than on the corner looking to score a rock or joint.

So, she was at her usual haunt on the Middle East Side, or "Mutant Town" as it had become more commonly known. She knew she was dressed to kill, and was just looking for someone to have a good time with. If she could try something new, all the better. For the moment however, she had a nice virgin cocktail to keep her company.


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[info]your_talents
2010-02-07 12:04 am UTC (link)
"It's my lot in life. On my own I'm nothing, but put a target in front of me... and I can strip them down as I like and take some for myself." Lisa smirks, tugging him off the dance floor and to a booth.

No sooner do they sit down than she feels the surface of the table, changing to that as well. "Just to let you know, this'll stick with me until I let it go. Your power feels pretty well behaved. Not too much of a fight to hold onto. Probably be with me until I go to sleep tonight.." She sits close to him. "Whenever that is."

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[info]omni_absorber
2010-02-07 04:40 am UTC (link)
He smiled at her. "It doesn't have to be any time soon."

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[info]your_talents
2010-02-07 04:43 am UTC (link)
She winks as she tries out the steel of one of her rings, shifting again. "We'll see about that. Play your cards right and you might be around for your powers to come back." She flags down a waitress to put in an order for another mixer.

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[info]omni_absorber
2010-02-07 05:49 pm UTC (link)
He grinned. "I hope we're not playing poker, then. I suck at that game."

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[info]your_talents
2010-02-07 05:50 pm UTC (link)
She rolls her eyes, then smirks and scoots away a bit in her seat. "Nuh-uh, proximity privileges revoked for that one." She rests her head on one hand and eyes him. "So, you live in the city?"

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[info]omni_absorber
2010-02-07 06:00 pm UTC (link)
He chuckled. First time that had ever happened to him. "No. I live off the beaten track with a lot of other mutants."

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[info]your_talents
2010-02-07 06:42 pm UTC (link)
"'Off the beaten track'. Well that's wonderfully vague. You trying to be mysterious on purpose? I'll give you an A for effort, but a C on the execution. You look too wholesome to be mysterious." Lisa orders herself a shirley temple as the waitress arrives.

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[info]omni_absorber
2010-02-07 07:01 pm UTC (link)
"Haha. Well, so much for trying. I live at 'Xavier's Institute for Gifted Children'." He put on a rather announcer-esque voice persona when he said the name of his home.

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[info]your_talents
2010-02-07 07:37 pm UTC (link)
That gets him another intrigued smile. "So you're one of those private school kids pretending to be normal to the rest of the world?"

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