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Post by Inverseur on Feb 18, 2011 15:16:17 GMT -5
John gets up he was alittle dizzy from his collision with the roof top. He was alittle sore too but he didn't really care about the pain, we was pretty use to that at this point. He heard Torsion yell at him to go, and did waste any time running to his suitcase. He looked back to see Torsion getting shot at. He wanted to run back and help but suddenly most of the guys flew back into the stairwell. "Well, looks like he's got this." John turned and started jumping from rooftop to rooftop, it was times like this he wished he knew how to fly. A minute later Torsion flew up next to him. "I think we're good but I want to get some more distance between them. You believe me now?" "Yeah, I'll follow you."
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Post by Torsion on Feb 18, 2011 21:54:33 GMT -5
They kept going for a while not really saying anything to each other. After about 5 minutes of non stop movement they finally stopped. Catching their breath, Calub watched him as he breathed. "You all right kid? You didn't hurt yourself did ya? Think it may be time to tell me your name?"
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Post by Inverseur on Feb 18, 2011 22:23:27 GMT -5
John holds his side, leans over, and looks up at Torsion. "I'm peachy, and some people call me Inverseur, so lets go with that." John looks over his shoulder. He stands up straight, smiles and extends his hand.
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Post by Torsion on Feb 18, 2011 22:37:20 GMT -5
Calub accepts the hand shake and smiles back. "You should get some rest. I know they are no where in site but they don't give up that easy." he explained. It was getting late and Calub wanted to get going home but he didn't want to leave the kid out on the streets and the suitcase kind of gave it away that he had nowhere to go. "So I'm going to head home. You have some place to go?" Calub asked concerned.
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Post by Inverseur on Feb 18, 2011 22:47:17 GMT -5
"Actually I came here looking for a place that I heard of. Utopia I think it was called. Do you happen to know where it is or what it is exactly?" John sets his suitcase down and sits on it.
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Post by Torsion on Feb 18, 2011 23:27:35 GMT -5
Calub chuckled. "Ah I hate to break it to you kid but you went east when you should have went west. Scott took most of our kind to San Francisco. That's where Utopia is." he explained.
Calub reached into his pocket pulling out his wallet. Grabbing a hundred dollar bill and a white card with an address and phone number on it, he held it out to the boy. "Grab a hotel on me. If you need anything, give me a call."
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Post by Inverseur on Feb 19, 2011 15:01:27 GMT -5
John looked at the money and card. He looked up at Torsion with a confused look on his face. "I guess when I heard that Xavier's Institute had relocated to Utopia that it would have still been in New York." John grabbed the white card, but left the money. "I don't need your pitty money, but I'll take your number just in case I need a place to hang my Bieber poster." John smile and then jump down the fire escape repelled off the building into and open window on the other side of the street. He thought to himself that maybe if there were others in the city like him than maybe him powers weren't the curse he thought they were and he should embrace using them.
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Post by Torsion on Feb 19, 2011 23:41:02 GMT -5
Calub watched as Inverseur ran off. "It wasn't pity!" Calub yelled out realizing the kid didn't care. He sat there for a moment, shaking his head, pondering who this kid was, then flew off heading home.
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