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Post by Jasmine Leigh Markus on May 22, 2009 19:00:50 GMT -5
Jasmine laughed. "Like this? No way! It was... well, the people there didn't like mutants much." She admitted. "And that made it pretty hard, but it was okay I guess." She just smiled. "What about you? You said you haven't stayed in one place for over a month before, what's your story?" She asked, leaning back and watching him.
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Post by click on May 22, 2009 19:11:51 GMT -5
Tyler shrugged carelessly. "I've been living with some friends in the city," he told her. "Just sleeping on peoples' couches and stuff like that." He didn't seem to mind the idea at all. He loved his neighborhood.
"I haven't been to school since I was little, though. No one was gonna make me go and I never really liked it anyway," he explained. He rubbed at a tattoo of an hourglass on his arm--the first one Donnie had ever given him. He'd been just shy of twelve at the time. "But my friend Donnie found this place, and he's been nagging me to come here for months, so I thought I'd give it a try."
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Post by Jasmine Leigh Markus on May 22, 2009 19:19:51 GMT -5
Jasmine smiled. Yes, she could imagine him doing that. It would be his style. She watched him rubbing his tattoo curiously. She'd always wanted a tattoo, but it was something she had to 'really think about'. Her father- who was a doctor, had seen way too many infections from tattoos that he had always drilled it into her- NEVER GET A TATTOO.
Yet, here she was, away from home. She could basically do whatever she wanted. Heck, she'd just had some ALCOHOL for God's sake. "How old are you?" She asked, tilting her head to the side.
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Post by click on May 22, 2009 19:33:30 GMT -5
"Me? Sixteen. I'd be a sophomore, but the last time I went to school was sixth grade..." he laughed. It didn't concern him, and why should it? Nothing else did. It didn't occur to him that a sixteen year old was too young to be drinking and getting tattoos because he'd been at it since he got to New York.
He studied her with comic thoroughness. "Now let's see. You look like a... junior," he guessed with a confident smirk on his face.
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Post by Jasmine Leigh Markus on May 22, 2009 21:44:21 GMT -5
Jasmine just smiled. Sixteen? So he was her age? Wow. She tried to imagine herself acting like him. It was difficult to see herself with tattoos and drinking. But she didn't care. She just laughed as he studied her.
"Junior? I don't know how the system works here, but back home I'd be in grade ten." She explained. "I'm sixteen as well."
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Post by click on May 22, 2009 23:09:53 GMT -5
Tyler nodded. "That's sophomore, same grade as me," he told her with a nod. He knew he probably wouldn't be in any of her academic classes unless they were multi-grade, but he didn't mind so much. "You still might be in my PE class or art or something," he said hopefully. He hoped she was in some of his classes. He liked her. He liked everyone, of course, but he really liked her.
"So what do you think about being in the US?" he asked curiously. "I bet it's really different. Is it?"
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Post by Jasmine Leigh Markus on May 23, 2009 19:35:09 GMT -5
Jasmine laughed. "Yeah, I mean, for one, there's a school specifically for people like us." She said with a grin, motioning around them. "You'd never find that in Australia." She smiled. "And just to set the record straight, we don't all ride around on Kangaroos and stuff. So it's not that different..."
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Post by click on May 23, 2009 20:12:01 GMT -5
Grinning, he shook his head. "No, you don't seem like the kangaroo riding type. Not that I've ever met that type, but I think I'd know it when I saw it."
He took another sip and, feeling bolder, scooted toward her a bit. "You wanna go do something? Like go outside or take a bus into the city or something?" It was late, too late to get back to the school in time to sleep before classes, but he'd never had any qualms about skipping class. As usual, he was feeling restless. If he didn't have at least one spontaneous adventure a day, he started going stir-crazy.
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Post by Jasmine Leigh Markus on May 24, 2009 7:44:50 GMT -5
Jasmine bit her lip. It was only her first night. Did she want to do something risky? Yet some urge from deep inside her was making her want to go with him. She hesitated for only a second. "Yeah, cool. I'd like to go to the city." She admitted. She pushed some hair back from her face and smiled, a little more confident now.
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Post by click on May 24, 2009 12:27:20 GMT -5
"Sweet," he agreed, a spike of happiness in his already exuberant mood level. He got up off the couch and glanced at the clock on the wall. "The next bus is in like two minutes, but we should be able to make it," he informed her.
Reaching down, he put his hand over hers and said with a grin. "Don't panic." A loud clicking sound echoed through the rec room, and both of them would feel a dizzying spike in energy as their molecules sped up. The TV was now slowly moving from frame to frame and the clock on the wall appeared to have stopped.
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Post by Jasmine Leigh Markus on May 25, 2009 7:32:21 GMT -5
Jasmine smiled as she felt his peak in happiness. She smiled, waiting for a moment before getting up as well. She wondered what they would do so late at night. She wondered what she was getting herself into- but strangely- she didn’t care.
Her heart skipped a beat as he put his hand on hers and they heard the click. She looked around in awe. There was a fly in the air near them and it was going impossibly slow, it’s wings barely moving at all. Her eyes went wide. “Wow. This is amazing!” She exclaimed.
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Post by click on May 25, 2009 13:41:18 GMT -5
"It is pretty cool, isn't it?" Click said with a proud grin. "I never get sick of it." Hand still on hers, he wrapped his fingers around her wrist and tugged her toward the door in an almost child-like manner. Personal space was a concept he'd never quite grasped.
"Alright, if you need to grab anything before we leave, go ahead. Just don't touch anyone, okay?" he told her.
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Post by Jasmine Leigh Markus on May 26, 2009 6:56:48 GMT -5
Jasmine shook her head. No. She didn’t need anything. She didn’t think about the cold outside, though that was understandable- she was in the middle of a time warpy-thing. She looked at him questioningly as he spoke, and walked as he tugged her toward the door. “What happens if I touch someone?” She asked, puzzled.
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Post by click on May 26, 2009 15:14:27 GMT -5
"Well, then they speed up, too," Tyler explained. "It's some molecule-y thing that I don't really get, but I know not to touch people unless I want them going as fast as me. And you definitely don't want to touch anyone and then slow down without them because then they're stuck. I'm the only one that knows how to slow down."
He headed toward the door, checking to make sure he had his wallet (and along with it, his fake ID). If they went anywhere near his neighborhood, though, he wouldn't need either. He had plenty of friends in disreputable places.
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Post by Jasmine Leigh Markus on May 26, 2009 17:57:04 GMT -5
Jasmine nodded, seeing how that could be a problem. "Then don't slow down without me okay?" She asked with a nervous laugh. She followed him through the door and brushed some non-existant dust from her skirt. She wondered where they would go, what they would do? She was burning to find out.
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