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And so, It begins.

Posted by wingdndangerous on 2006.02.15 at 18:14


mutant_race at 2006-02-19 00:21 (UTC) (Link)
Scott raised an eyebrow over his glasses, giving Ro a mischevious smirk. All three of them couldn't help but feel and act considerably younger, similar to their mischeif making days in the Mansion.

"Sounds like a plan- Warren and Hank will referee, I'll take Mark to watch from the gazebo." Warren hesitated, but nodded, and Ororo moved to go call Hank up. Scott gestured to Mark, starting to lead him out to the grounds, towards the forested grounds where the kids played. About twenty feet from the edge of the trees was a small gazebo, conviniently placed for watching as closely as possible for enjoyment sake. Warren glanced at Ororo, shaking his head slightly with a small simpering smile.

"I guess I'll go... change." He said, tugging the bottom of his shirt. "I was considering exposing Mark...slowly, to my mutation- and the others, but you and Scott seem to think this is the best course of action, no?" Warren shook his head, running a hand through his hair. "Well, I suppose we'll take your route. I'll take air referee." He decided, and headed up for the roof.
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