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Post by PBCC on Feb 7, 2007 17:52:35 GMT -5
Bayne laughed. "Go long!" he called, walking to the opposite side of the room.
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Post by emily on Feb 7, 2007 17:54:14 GMT -5
Marcon threw the ball to Bayne. with a quick thought he tackled Janoveon with a laugh as he guarded her.
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Post by Catalin on Feb 7, 2007 17:56:55 GMT -5
Jenovean screamed again as Marcon came flying at her. "Will you two stop it! I'd hate to have to kick your arses!" she said,her british accent shining.
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Post by PBCC on Feb 7, 2007 18:01:03 GMT -5
Bayne laughed and caught let the ball fall gently into his arms. "There's no need to get angry. We haven't broken anything yet, have we?" Bayne asked sarcastically.
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Post by emily on Feb 7, 2007 18:03:57 GMT -5
Marcon laughed, picking up Janovean and setting her up right again. "sorry, my bad," he said with a supressed giggle, walking over to Bayne and putting his arm around him, "we could leave if you want us too. you'd be bored of course but if that's what you want.."
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Post by Catalin on Feb 7, 2007 18:07:13 GMT -5
Jenovean glared playfully at the two,then sighed. "I guess you guys can stay."she said with a giggle.
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Post by PBCC on Feb 7, 2007 18:09:42 GMT -5
((g2g)) "Oh yeah!" Bayne yelled in a silly tone, giving Marcon a high five. "So..." Bayne said. "Do you have any drawings of me in there?"
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Post by emily on Feb 7, 2007 18:13:14 GMT -5
Marcon rolled his eyes with a smile. he went over to the bed and sat down, looking over Janovean's shoulder at the drawing in her pad.
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Post by Catalin on Feb 7, 2007 18:13:29 GMT -5
((bye bye)) "Maybe." Jen said,then flipped her sketch book to a different page,one that held Bayne on it.She handed it to him.
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Post by emily on Feb 7, 2007 18:15:51 GMT -5
Marcon nodded. "you know, you have a nac for this," he complimented Janovean, "you're really good at it."
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Post by Catalin on Feb 7, 2007 18:16:30 GMT -5
Jenovean blushed,she wasn't used to compliments. "Thanks." she said softly with a smile.
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Post by emily on Feb 7, 2007 18:19:43 GMT -5
"don't get embarresed," Marcon teased, "get use to it. i compliment alot."
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Post by Give It T- Thank You on Feb 7, 2007 18:23:01 GMT -5
'To Hell with waiting' Ty thought as he walked out of his room. He just wandered around the school, nothing else to do. He saw groups of friends talking. Ty sighed, he wanted friends, but no one wanted to be friends with a guy that is quick to anger and slow to friendship. He walked to the gym and watched other mutants play basketball. He zoned out and stared into space. Suddenly, the ball came flying at him and hit him in the head. The basketball players looked scared at what he would do. Ty picked up the ball set it on fire and then threw it as hard as he could at the one who had hit him with it.
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Post by Catalin on Feb 7, 2007 18:29:49 GMT -5
"What if I don't want to get used to it?" Jenovean giggled,kiddingly. ((o.0 Note to self:Never get in Ty's way. lol))
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Post by Give It T- Thank You on Feb 7, 2007 18:31:09 GMT -5
((I was thinking that the bball player ducked the ball and it hit Jen's door. Is that okay? I want to be included, even if it's for a sec))
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Post by Catalin on Feb 7, 2007 18:33:22 GMT -5
((Okie dokie! ;D he can stay included if you'd want.))
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Post by Give It T- Thank You on Feb 7, 2007 18:34:55 GMT -5
((Thanks, but I have 2 get off at 7. Dad has 2 get on))
The Basket ball player ducked the flaming ball and it hit the nearest dorm's door. "Shit." Ty cursed quietly.
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Post by emily on Feb 7, 2007 18:38:05 GMT -5
Marcon jumped as a thud came from the door. he cautiously opened it and saw a ball on fire, but it slowly going out. Marcon smoldered it with his foot and picked it up. "who threw this?" he asked everyone in the gym.
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Post by emily on Feb 7, 2007 18:40:12 GMT -5
"HEY!" Marcon yelled at a kid who put the door out and walked away. he ran towards him quickly and tackled him to the ground, pinning him down. "what's your deal man?" he growled.
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Post by Give It T- Thank You on Feb 7, 2007 18:42:00 GMT -5
"Get off!" Ty yelled as he held up his hand. There was fire in his hand.
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