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Post by Christian on Jul 24, 2006 18:51:53 GMT -5
Sinister looked at her, intrigued, "What other work, may I ask," he queried, an eyebrow raising as he read notes on the table near her.
Christian entered his old room, and put his bags on the floor. It was as he left it, save the things he took with him when he left the school, "Be it ever so humble," he murmered as he sat on the bed, andstared out the window.
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Post by Health on Jul 24, 2006 18:55:33 GMT -5
"Remember when that other scientist stole that Newbery Award for Genetic right under a Mr. N. Essex's nose. The winner was me," Josephine said taking a long handled metal spoon and stirring the mixture, and it let out a puff of black smoke. Josephine grinned and took out an oven mitt and picked up the beaker and turned around only to find Sinister in the way, "Excuse me, you're in my way," she said looking up at him again.
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Post by Christian on Jul 24, 2006 18:57:37 GMT -5
Sinister smirked, his shoulders bobbing as he did, "I see you learned more from me than I had assumed," he said, taking a step back, not wanting to get in his 'collegues' way, "I would suppose you've learnt more since then, eh?"
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Post by Health on Jul 24, 2006 19:02:02 GMT -5
"Only from the notes that were given out to the general public," Josephine said walking past Sinister and pouring the chemical compound into a machine and letting it whirl around, it would seperate the two chemicals she created, "You act as if you know me, and yet I've only read up on your file from the Super computer the X-men use," she added turning and glaring at him.
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Post by Christian on Jul 24, 2006 21:52:45 GMT -5
"I thought you might remember the face of the genetics teacher who taught you most of what you know," Sinister said, a grimace on his face, "I was your teacher for three years at Bayville University. Perhaps I give myself too much credit."
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Post by Health on Jul 24, 2006 22:13:35 GMT -5
"I'm sorry I don't recall any of my professors being a large, muscly, tin looking monster," Josephine said quite bluntly crossing her arms and looking Sinister up and down with her light blue eyes, "Though I do remember a Professor I use to get in arguments with all the time. Never did admit I was right with my theory of how the X gene isn't truely developed until something in the envronment causes it to grow. Then again that's what won me the Newbury, if you may recall Mr. Sinister."
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Post by Christian on Jul 25, 2006 1:14:36 GMT -5
Sinister gave a light-hearted chuckle as his form shifted to that of a paled college professor, with glasses, "Dr. Nathaniel Essex, at your service," he said, giving his a bow, "And as I recall, after our 'debates' your theories did waver a bit in favor of my evolutionary trait ideas, into some combonation of the two. Hardly canceling out my handywork."
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Post by Health on Jul 25, 2006 1:19:04 GMT -5
Josephine put a hand on her hip and smiled, shaking her head, "Well after mutants actual became fact, it was hard not to use your theories on evolution, because that's basically what the X gene is for, survival and adaptation," she said turning back to the whirling machine. Secretly she missd those arguements she had with the professor, it was the only thing thst she remembered that would send her pulse flying and actually get her passionate about something that wasn't in the lab.
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Post by Christian on Jul 25, 2006 1:23:11 GMT -5
"Evolution was only one part if it. Genetics and the combination of paternal and maternal mutant abilities also attribute to different skills and further mutations."
He sighed heavily, "It's unfortunate you had to leave the school, I would have enjoyed having you as a Student Teacher."
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Post by Health on Jul 25, 2006 1:26:54 GMT -5
Josephine snorted and turned her head so she could look at Sinister with one eye, "We would have killed each other within a mouth," she said and turned around again, "Besides, Bayville was never a place for me, too many people. I wouldn't trade my little lab and sky observatory for anything," she said brushing a loose strand of brown hair behind her ear and smiling gently, "Besides, no one wants the skinny girl with the attitude to be their student teacher, nothing worth looking at."
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Post by Christian on Jul 25, 2006 1:31:32 GMT -5
Sinister smiled, then turned and began to walk away, "I think I could debate that," he said with a hint of sincerity in his voice, "I think you and I might have made quite the duo, if you weren't so strong-headed about getting what you want."
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Post by Health on Jul 25, 2006 1:36:01 GMT -5
"Yeah, maybe, if you weren't so hard-headed and constantly forgetting to carry your ones in notes," Jo said sounding a little huffy trying to put up a barrier around her real emotions, the facts that Sinister had even said something like that had pleased her. But she had never been in a relationship with a man, she had always been far to busy with her work to bother with relationships, "But like I said we either would have killed each other, or ended up sleeping together and ruining the entire partnership before we got any work done."
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Post by Christian on Jul 25, 2006 1:40:43 GMT -5
"Perhaps," Sinister called back as he disappeared through the door, "But who knows, in sleeping together, we would have ended one relationship, and perhaps started another. You might have led a different life."
Shrapnel smirked at their banter, and followed Sinister through the door, like an obiedient dog.
Christian looked up into the night sky, thinking about the past and why he left the institute, I mis you 'Melia, he thought to himself, Hell, if you were here, you might have been able to give me the courage to apologize to Ellen about Cole's death. God knows I can't do it by myself...
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Post by Health on Jul 25, 2006 1:43:19 GMT -5
Josephine's face flushed deep red, "Yeah a life of servitude and misery," she murmured going back to her notes and started going over them, but had trouble focusing on them, "Damn, man," she growled pulling the pencil out from behind her ear and scribbling down more notes.
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Post by Christian on Jul 25, 2006 1:46:17 GMT -5
Shrapnel smiled at his employer as they got out of earshot of the lab, "So? What do you think after seeing them now? Still think you can get away with it?"
Sinister smirked, one side of his mouth a full-out grin, "Oh, I have no doubt about it," he said, "They have no coheisevness, no valor as a team. Not anymore. And when we're done, perhaps you might be able to get a shot or two at the one called Diamond."
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Post by Health on Jul 25, 2006 1:58:27 GMT -5
Josephine blinked a few times and realized she coulded remember the theories she needed to make her notes work. Unfortuently, she knew some who would. Letting out a hefty sigh she stood up, picked up her notes and walked out of the lab and eventually tracked down Sinister, "Here," she said shoving the notes in Sinister's hands, "I need Nix's theory, Johans, and Keptlings, tho make this work," she said gritting her teeth not daring to look at Sinister.
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Post by Christian on Jul 25, 2006 2:04:27 GMT -5
Sinister turned to her, an amused look on his face, as Shrapnel laughed under his breath, "Are you asking for my help," he asked her, "I thought you were an award-winning geneticist. What brought this about?"
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Post by Health on Jul 25, 2006 2:07:01 GMT -5
Josephine's eye twitched and she stared down Shrapnel, wishing she could blow him up or something, "Award winning yes, what I do, no. I'm more of an astrologer, which means I can't keep up with all the formulas that come out every fricking day," she growled crossing her arms feeling stupid in the presence of this man, and not liking it at all.
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Post by Christian on Jul 25, 2006 2:09:22 GMT -5
Sinister turned his head to Shrapnel, "Go, leave us. Find something to amuse yourself with," he said, and turning back to Jo as his second left the room, "It takes a true mark of genius to ask for help," he said, "As odd as this may sound, I respect that."
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Post by Health on Jul 25, 2006 2:12:31 GMT -5
"The fomula's please," Josephine said her voice steady hiding any emotion from the man in front of her, "And just so you know if the world wasn't at risk of imploding, I would never ask for your help," she added pursing her lips and tapping her fingers against her crossed arm.
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