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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Sept 23, 2004 19:26:46 GMT -4
"We haven't gotten much out of New York in the way of news, but what we have picked up... It doesn't look good. They passed the Mutant Registration Act."
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Post by rabbit on Sept 24, 2004 8:44:55 GMT -4
"Oh bloody Hell!" Pete huffed. "Y'know, it's only a matter of time before those prejiduce toerags in the American government start pushing for mutant-tagging. That's just what I need. A big, giant 'M' tattooed on me forehead. This registration crock is just an easier way of huntin' us down."
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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Sept 24, 2004 8:59:18 GMT -4
"Apparently the American president failed history - big time," Christine said. "Doesn't he remember that we fought against this in, oh, I don't know, World War 2?"
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Post by rabbit on Sept 24, 2004 18:29:22 GMT -4
"History repeats itself, luv. You of all people can understand that."
Pete stood up from the bed. He pulled a cigarette out of his breast pocket and tucked it behind his ear for future reference. "You alright now? I'll get outta yer hair, if ya want to go back to sleep."
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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Sept 24, 2004 18:33:37 GMT -4
Christine gave him an odd look before chuckling. "You have a point there," she said quietly. "I think I'll try to sleep again," she added. "And Pete, thanks."
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Post by rabbit on Sept 24, 2004 18:47:05 GMT -4
Pete smiled to her over his shoulder as he walked out her bedroom door. "No problem."
He popped his cigarette in his mouth after closing the door behind him. At a relaxed pace, Pete went back to his room, humming that old drinking song to himself.
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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Sept 24, 2004 20:11:43 GMT -4
Christine curled back up and she slowly drifted back to sleep - hopefully, the dream wouldn't come back. She didn't want to deal with it again.
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