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Post by Matthew Wilson on Mar 24, 2008 17:39:51 GMT -5
Matt had snuck into the kitchen again during the night and picked out one of the beers that he had "Borrowed" a couple of weeks ago. He opened it and began to drink. Wearing his tank top and a pair of boxers, he scratched his underarm as he yawned and got out a bag of chips. He chowed down on the chips and sat on the bench, drink in hand.
He opened the fridge door with his telekinesis and levitated a chocolate bar, dropping it a couple of times, to himself. He rarely practised Markus' ability and used it as often as he could.
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Post by Wolverine on Mar 24, 2008 18:00:26 GMT -5
"YOU!" bellowed a bleary-eyed Wolverine. "GET YER GRIMY HANDS OFF MY JACK DANIELS!" He ran into the kitchen as if his pants were on fire. He was ready to pummel this kid. For weeks, he had been trying to find out who had been stealing his booze, and now he had finally solved the mystery. This stupid punk kid, who didn't look like he could hurt a fly, had a bunch of Wolverine's beers in his hands.
"You are in so much trouble right now! You are going to wish you had never been born!"
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Post by Matthew Wilson on Mar 24, 2008 18:03:42 GMT -5
"AGH!" MAtt screamed out as he manifested Markus' abilty and smashed Wolverine into the wall behind him. Matt's eyes widened as he watched what he had done.
"I'm.. I'm so sorry." Matt said as he ran over to help him. But he saw his wound heal. He stepped back, a look of fear on his face as he back up against the wall.
"You wouldn't hurt a sweet kid like me, would you?" Matt said, smiling weakly as he watched Wolverine tower over him. He was so scared he was sweating enough to refill the pool.
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Post by Wolverine on Mar 24, 2008 18:20:22 GMT -5
"Oh, so you're one of those?" The hit reminded Wolverine of Jean, the way that she could make objects around here move like birds flapping in the wind. That only made him feeling angrier at his loss. Clearly, Matt wasn't really helping himself at all.
"You're going down!" declared Wolverine as he raced Matt. He jumped on top of him and did a wrestling move. Obviously, he didn't know that Matt had a healing ability. Otherwise, he probably would have done a little worse. He wasn't going to stab one of the students to death over beer, no matter how much he liked his booze.
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Post by Matthew Wilson on Mar 24, 2008 18:26:20 GMT -5
"GET OFF OF ME YOU FREAK!" MAtt screamed as he sprouted claws. he looked down at his palms and looked back to Wolverine.
"Please! Get off of me!" Matt screamed as he retracted the claws and used Lucas' ability to blow Wolverine up onto the roof and his hands burst into flames as wolverine fell on the flame-coved hands.
"Oh my god!" Matt said as he tried to push Wolverine off, clearly being too heavy.
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Post by meh on Mar 24, 2008 18:27:58 GMT -5
Jack came running upon hearing an AGH!. He pressed himself against the wall seeing the fight. "WHAT THE HELL?!" Jack raised an eyebrow, being smart enough to stay out of range.
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Post by Matthew Wilson on Mar 25, 2008 19:19:04 GMT -5
The flames burnt out as Matt closed his eyes and he disappeared, leaving an empty space between Wolverine and the ground. He appeared above the counter, panting and scared out of his mind.
"Look dude, I'm sorry ok! I swear I won't touch your stuff again!" Matt said, sweating like there was no tomorrow.
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Post by meh on Mar 25, 2008 20:03:42 GMT -5
Jack looked from Logan to Matt. He looked at Matt sympathetically. When he was a student at the school he had always been afraid of touching anything that belonged to Wolverine, simply because the knowledge of Jack's healing powers had been learned by most when he had a mutation episode in the bathroom.
Jack was unsure whether to let Matt learn his lesson or try to restrain Wolverine.
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Post by Wolverine on Mar 29, 2008 15:27:39 GMT -5
"What the hell?" he said, noticing the claws portruding from Matt's knuckles. He stood up. "What did you just do?"
Great, he steals my beer and my power, he thought to himself. The kid definitely didn't have Rogue's power. Otherwise, he'd be unconscious by now. But even Rogue's power couldn't absorb his adamantium claws. Maybe he was a shapeshifter or could cause illusions?
Testing his claws, he withdrew his claws then sent them back in. At least they were safe.
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Post by meh on Mar 29, 2008 16:37:14 GMT -5
Jack blinked a bit, glad to see that Wolverine was off Matt. "What happened?"
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Post by Matthew Wilson on Mar 30, 2008 18:01:26 GMT -5
"I... I absorb powers from other... people. Look dude, I'm really sorry about your beers! I swear I won't touch the stuff again!" Matt said, looking up at him in shock. Where was this guy when Matt was using drugs? He would've been off the stuff for good now.
He got up and dusted himself, looking at Wolverine.
"I'm... I'm Matt. Just to get the, uh, pleasentries out of the way." He said, offering his hand.
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Post by Wolverine on Apr 4, 2008 1:56:13 GMT -5
He ignored the handshake. "And I'm Logan, the guy whose going to give you three weeks of detention," replied Wolverine. "Plus you have to pay for all the beers. That's $200. Pay up by the end of the month or else you'll have to face these in the morning." He unsheathed his claws. "And seeing as though you've absorbed my healing factor, I don't have to worry about certain things." In actuality, he wasn't really planning on cutting up the kid, but he liked to scare him.
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Post by Matthew Wilson on Apr 5, 2008 22:43:31 GMT -5
"De.. Detention?" Matt said, suddenly getting confused.
"I ain't a student at this school. I just need help with my powers." Matt said, not going to be intimidated by detention.
"200 bucks! That's the biggest rip-off ever! I ain't paying! You shouldn't of left them in there!" Matt said, looking at Wolverine dead in the eyes.
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Post by meh on Apr 8, 2008 20:46:20 GMT -5
"Logan, I'll pay for this one..." Jack sighed. He was afraid of Wolverines temper at the moment. Matt was still a kid.
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Post by Matthew Wilson on Apr 9, 2008 23:42:08 GMT -5
"No Proffesor, there's no need to pay! That's a rip-off! I only drank two bottles! There's no way they cost $150 each! Someone else is probably taking your stash!" Matt said, not wanting this creep to be paid for highway robbery.
"So that's that! No one's paying for nothing! You shouldn't of left them in there!" Matt said, confidence flowing through him, but also scared like a child inside.
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