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And so, It begins.

Posted by wingdndangerous on 2006.02.15 at 18:14

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pan_left
pan_left at 2006-02-16 21:56 (UTC) (Link)
Mark frowned as the guitar solo was cut off mid-riff. It sounded vaugely--familiar.
"So um...where are we going?" he asked, subtly gripping the seat as Scott sped down the street.
The other man didn't reply, intent on making several jumps through the traffic. He looked out the window and watched as New York began to slip past them, and frowned when he realized that he was subconciously humming along to the guitar chords in the song.

"Who is this?" he asked, wondering where he'd heard this before.
mutant_race
mutant_race at 2006-02-16 22:14 (UTC) (Link)
"A band the kids like- I can never remember the name, but the stuff's pretty good. Some double-entendre," Scott replied with a small scoffing laugh, pulling around a corner at the closest thing to a 90-degree angle Mark had ever seen. Scott often forgot how unsafe his driving seemed, because everyone at the Mansion was used to it- they all knew he was calculating everything before he did it, and knew exactly what the result would be. Plus, even under the red glasses he was hyper-sensitive to motion around him, and Jean had seen him pull out of many a car accident before it occured.
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