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Post by Chance on Sept 14, 2005 15:30:49 GMT -5
*Caity's part of the room is a mix between neat and messy. She has a bed with a lime green comforter and purple pillows. Next to her bed is a nightstand with a picture of herself, Mindwarp, Riley and Radial. Another is a picture of herself, Nightshadow and Negate, followed by a picture of all Team Omega. Clothes are drapped over a her desk and her lap top is completely hidden by her many uniforms and scetches of future uniform ideas (she can never decide on just one color). School books and purses lay huddled around the desk chair and her C.D. player is tucked in the desk draw along with her make-up bag and psychic dampener (a device which helps her to keep her powers in check, especailly now that she has potential room mates.)
Sixteen year old Caity Currie, more commonly known as Syphon, lay on her bed flipping through the pages of her old year book. She moaned as she saw the familiar faces of friends that had disowned her, friends that she had learned way too much about, and friends that were still waiting for her to call and say that "summer camp" was over. But Caity knew that she could never go back, this was it. She was here at the Xavier Institute to stay. There was no going back...
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Post by Chance on Sept 14, 2005 20:04:51 GMT -5
Caity thought for a while about what she wanted to do, and she decided that finding Radial was her top priority, but she had no idea where he was, and she had some physics homework to finish up that she had never even gotten around too (it was hard when your home was in ruins). Sighing she pulled her text book off the floor and onto her lap and began to do the problem.
"If only someone really smart was in the room." She wanted so bad to just suck the knowledge out of someone close-by, get her homework done and find that pesky Evan.
"I'll just do it tomorrow." She decided and allowed the book to fall to the floor. Instead she got up, changed out of her tank top and shorts and into a purple and lime-green uniform. She admired herself in the mirror for a minute, applying some eye-liner and quickly stroking her hair down. She was by no means bad looking, but she wasn't exactly jaw-dropping beautiful either, at least she thought so. But it was hard to have an opinion about yourself when you were always listening to what other's thought about you. She did one last check to make sure she looked like a true X-Person and then headed out to the danger room. She just needed a quick tune-up...
*exit Syphon*
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Post by Chance on Sept 15, 2005 16:25:19 GMT -5
*enter Syphon*
Caity walked out of the steamy shower and into the middle of her room. Her long bown hair was tied up in a towel and she was in her favorite deep purple robe. Moving over to the mirror she let her hair out and it tummbled around her shoulders like a cascading waterfall. Playfully she lathered her hands with gel and began to "scrunch" it, something she had learned from Seventeen Magazine. She laughed to herself thinking of all the girls at her old school who had called her "tomboy." If they could only see her now...
Moving over to her desk she pulled open the draw and reached in to grab her make-up bag. She unzipped the pink handbag and pulled out a stick of black eyeliner. She applied it and smiled at how good she looked. Dropping her robe she got dressed, finally pulling on a pink tank top and tight jeans, topped off with a black studded belt and a pair of worn pink converses. Happy with her appearance she looked herself over in the mirror and then turned, determined to find Evan.
*exit Syphon*
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