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Post by sladias on Jul 3, 2006 12:18:51 GMT -5
Takeshi looked out the window to see the Xavier institute slowly roll up infront of them as the front gates opened to allow the limo to come in to drop them off. The door opened as the beuty that was Takeshi stepped out of the car, streching a bit. She cursed a bit in japanese as her back hurt a little.
Hikeaki stepped out of the other door after sheathing his katana, his blue japanese robes almost blending in with his sisters pink cloths. His grey hair swayed in the breeze as he streched a bit. He adjusted the mouth cover that came up from the bottom of his nose and down to the bottom of his neck. His grey intense eyes scanned the institute ground as he kept his hand resting on his katana's handle, and his eyes fixed on two men coming to greet them. One in a wheel chair, the same he had met a week ago, and diffrent person with him. He had a feeling he was a mutant, too. Probally a mutant. He looked over at his sister, and spoke in Japanese, 'I think this is what is called a welcoming commity, sister.'
((Open.))
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