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Post by Nightshadow on Jul 21, 2006 19:11:05 GMT -5
((Thanks. It was pretty good, even a certain annoying cousin of mine. So, when is Jean gonna wake up?))
There was a gentle rattling as the door opened. Willow peered in, looking nervous and sheepish. "Hey, Hannah. Feeling better?" She asked quietly as she entered the room. "Sorry about the whole knocking you out thing." She smiled half-heartedly, closing the door lightly behind her. She knew what her sister had done to Jean, but knew she would never had done anything to hurt her. She pretty much idolized the woman.
Hannah smiled sweetly at her sister, knowing she could probably trick her into letting her go. She supressed the angry, feral persona fighting to attack Willow and said, "Yeah, I'm feeling a little better. Why don't you go check on Jean?"
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Post by Polaris on Jul 21, 2006 21:59:33 GMT -5
((I think I'll be waiting for Hannah to escape from the institute before I get her to wake up))
Scott watched Jean and silently begged her to wake up. Please Jean, I need you. I can't live without you anymore, I need you. Please.
((Hail to the short post!))
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Post by Nightshadow on Jul 21, 2006 23:23:55 GMT -5
Willow, being as naive as she was, had no idea that her sister was still under the influence of her animalistic instincts. So, of course, she made one wrong mistake. The younger Calder sister seemed happy that her older sibling wasn't upset with her for knocking her out with chloroform. There was the soft, barely audible sound of one restraint hitting the floor. That was all it took. The inhibitor clattered to the floor, useless. Willow leapt back, panicked.
Hannah grinned icily, and then, like a flash, she was gone. Once she was out on the grounds, her cheetah morph helped her escape the grounds, her sleek, lithe body moving like lightning. By the time Willow comprehended, in horror, exactly what had happened, Hannah was headed into the city. Her hunting grounds.
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Post by Polaris on Jul 22, 2006 19:03:55 GMT -5
Jean heard Scott's plea screaming in her mind and she knew she needed to wake up. She didn't want to cause him any more pain so she began to fight. Pushing her conscience to the surface, but suddenly a flash of pain came. Not her own and not just one person's but three people's pain. She fought harder, knowing what it was.
Scott sat watching Jean, when he spotted her hand moving. "Jean?" He jumped out of his chair and raced over to her side. He watched as her eyes began to open, but frowned when he saw them glowing red.
"Scott she's in the city. We have to stop her," Jean whispered, eyes dimming and turning back to her natural green. She tried to sit up, but was overwhelmed by the pain in her chest. Broken ribs. Those were going to cause some problems.
"Jean what are you talking about? Stop who?" He was confused, but he was so happy that she was awake.
"Hannah. She's escaped." Scott closed his eyes and knew that something bad was about to take place on the streets of Bayville.
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Post by Nightshadow on Jul 22, 2006 19:09:43 GMT -5
((Erm....continue on to Strike Three, They're Out))
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