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Post by Tatiana on Aug 14, 2010 23:22:34 GMT -4
Tatiana snuggled down into her very own armchair in her very favorite room, the library. No one else really came here to bother her. And that was just the way she liked it. Things werent that pleasant around here lately and she wanted some quiet time to herself. All her friends were moaning around and worrying about bad dreams and feeling lost. What did she care?
Sure, she was having dreams too. But they were wonderful dreams. Full of good food, fine dresses, expensive jewelry, and a handsome lover. Although she never could quite remember what his face looked like. The only time she wasnt happy was when she woke up, and felt such a keen sense of loss. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before.
A copy of the book 'The Princess Bride' sat on her lap as the young woman tried to will herself back to sleep. All she wanted was to once again be wearing that white dress and being swept away on a magic carpet. What she wouldnt give to be in that world of dreams forever.
((Open))
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Post by Kenny Orion on Sept 8, 2010 3:22:12 GMT -4
Kenny woke up with a shock as he was nearly in sweat as he was by the study desks in the library but yet why was he sweating. He then began to realize that it was that dream again that he had been experiencing for more than one day.
His dream involved him causing trouble with his powers at the town while he is being called freak which he hates being called. However as this is going on he sees his parents who are now deserting him which makes him go from being crazy with power to being scared as he saw the car that his folks got in while he screamed in despair though they could not hear him and then in a instant the car was crashed by a truck as he watched it blow up and then he woke up just like that.
He needed to take his mind off the nightmares and yet he was in his favorite place, the library as he got up and looked for something to read until he saw a book that caught his attention, it was a book called 'The Great Gatsby', Kenny took the book from the shelf and began to make his way back to the table but he then passes by someone on an armchair who looked like she was trying to sleep. Kenny was never good with names as he was always shy and alone and felt that it would just be a bother to speak to the girl and decided to walk back to the table when he suddenly stumbled off his feet and hit his head near a shelf as a book fell on his head causing a small noise.
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Post by Kurt Wagner on Sept 8, 2010 9:35:50 GMT -4
Lost lands. Beast men. Power hungry zealots driven mad by their perverse pursuits. Calamity caused in the name of bettering....something...when the truth was something darker. More selfish. More sinister.
Though it was one of his favorites, Kurt knit his brow as he slid the worn copy of The Island of Doctor Moreau back where it belonged. Maybe, he told himself, it would be better to wait a while before reading that one again. He loved the book, but not the fitful dreams it had invoked...
The smokey haze of his sudden arrival was still dissipating when Kurt realized that he was not alone.
"Ach", he said softly to Tatiana with some dismay, "my apologies. I did not expect anyone else to be here." The idea of emitting foul smelling smoke in anyone's close proximity....
...that was more like something Guido would do. It was embarrassing.
His eyes drifted to the title of her book and Kurt couldn't help but flash a wide and friendly smile.
The Princess Bride.
Now there was a pleasant thought.
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Post by Tatiana on Sept 8, 2010 23:06:23 GMT -4
Just as she was about to drift off, Tatiana was startled by a noise, a burning smell, and an apology. In an instant her eyes opened and she sat up suddenly. "Somebody get that roast out of the oven, it burning, and Kurt get a broom for whatever just got dropped and broken."
Wait, what did she just say? Tatiana shook her head and rubbed her eyes. Where had that outburst come from? Looking at the two men that had arrived since she had tried to fall asleep, she tried to smile. "Sorry about that, must have been having a crazy dream. So what brings you guys to the best of places?"
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Post by Kenny Orion on Sept 9, 2010 3:15:28 GMT -4
Kenny looked up and felt a bit embarrased as he saw that the girl that was sleeping was now awake. He blushed a bit while trying to form a calm smile before he was ready to speak.
"Well, I didn't know that there would be anyone else here so I thought that I would hang out here trying to find something to do. I've been having trouble sleeping because of this nightmare that i have been having for some time." He would never imagine telling anyone about his strange dream, but he felt that he wanted to tell someone about it. "I really hope that I'm not bothering you at all."
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Post by Kurt Wagner on Sept 9, 2010 9:20:32 GMT -4
How strange.
Kurt didn't really feel as though he knew either of his unexpected companions all that well, so it startled him when Tatiana said his name aloud.
Or maybe that wasn't it, precisely. It was a feeling of...guilt? ...certainly unease...being told what to do. His heart jumped a little.
Kurt shook it off.
Because even stranger than his reaction was what the three of them clearly had in common.
"I, too, have been having nightmares", he revealed. Yet another side effect of Guido's Five Alarm Chili, he supposed. The risks of indulging in any more 'culinary masterpieces' were starting to outnumber the potential benefits. It didn't feel right just flopping into another armchair near Tatiana - it felt too much like inviting himself to stay - so instead Kurt slumped to the floor and leaned his back against the richly padded surface. It had the added benefit of letting him hide behind his knees.
"And I suppose this is where one comes...", he said as he considered the room around them. He didn't see it the way she did, he guessed...to him it was a portal to other places and not a destination unto itself. "...when one doesn't really fit in anywhere else", he finished.
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Post by Logan on Sept 9, 2010 14:34:08 GMT -4
Things were crazy as hell around here lately. There was a certain amount of craziness that went with being a teenager, and Logan figured that you can add a little more to that when you threw in the fact that all these kids had some kind of power or another…but even with all that, it seemed worse than usual.
The worst time was usually in the middle of the night. Screams and incoherent rambling came from a number of the students rooms when he walked the halls late at night. He could smell the fear building in the kids, he could hear their pounding hearts. And it wasn’t just the kids. Some of the faculty was acting strange too.
Whatever was going on seemed to be getting worse.
Standing a good distance away in the hallway, Logan listened to the three start to talk about their dreams. For a second he thought he felt something…some kind of relation to what they were talking about. Something about his past didn’t add up, but that wasn’t exactly a new feeling to Logan. That was just the way it was. Crying about it wasn’t going to help anything.
He glanced down the hallway toward the open door where the three of them were talking and then he turned around and headed the other way.
It was time for a meeting. If Xavier or Hank knew what was going on, they hopefully had some answers.
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Post by Tatiana on Sept 10, 2010 23:08:30 GMT -4
Tatiana shook her head. "No, you are not bothering me at all." She said with a gentle smile to Kenny. Poor young boy seemed scared out of his skin. She turned her head to the other library patron. "Agreed. Although the reason I dont feel comfortable around many people right now is a bit different from the both of you."
She looked down at her book and gently closed it. To tell them the truth? There were times before when she had started to speak to a person or two of her own sweet dreams, but they just looked at her as if she was out of her mind. And simply because she wasnt terrified as they.
"You both speak of nightmares. Everyone speaks of nightmares. Of feeling out of place and scared. They talk of terrible things." Tati paused to collect her thoughts and take a breath. "I have nothing but wonderful, happy dreams. In fact, I find myself spending time just trying to fall asleep. When I am asleep and in my dreams, that is when I feel like I belong. I have a purpose." She stopped talking and looked out at the row of books. A feeling of shame was washing over her. Like she had been gloating, and had shared too much.
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Post by Kurt Wagner on Sept 11, 2010 16:29:01 GMT -4
He was careful not to sound too presumptuous as he studied her.
"I think it is a normal thing", Kurt said, realizing how strange that must sound coming from someone who looked as he did, "to dream of something better."
He only wished it happened more for him.
"...and those who are really fortunate", Kurt offered, "find a way to make the fantastich into reality."
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Post by Tatiana on Sept 13, 2010 21:26:06 GMT -4
"Haha, normal? What do any of us know about normal." Tatiana gave a tired laugh. "All I know is that if we want anything to happen, we must do it ourselves." She paused and hugged her book.
"I apologize if Im rambling. Not much seems to make sense to me these days. I guess that is why I escape here as often as I can." The young woman brushed back her hair and looked up. "Why do I know your name?"
Tati knew it was an out of the blue question. But it had been bugging her ever since she had been startled awake and called out his name.
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Post by Kurt Wagner on Sept 13, 2010 23:15:25 GMT -4
The question caught Kurt by surprise. "We are a very small school", he reasoned. And other than one other, much smaller individual, Kurt was apparently unique everywhere. "I am sure that you overheard someone talking about me."
Although they had never spoken before, he knew her name as well.
He was self-conscious of how very different he was as he attempted to properly introduce himself. He offered one two-fingered, blue-skinned hand. "I am Kurt Wagner", he said.
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Post by Kenny Orion on Sept 14, 2010 0:35:16 GMT -4
Kenny formed a small smile as the lady mentioned to him that he was not bothering her at all as he felt a bit better that he at least managed to be near someone that was nice for a change. He then looked on as the third individual who was blue and odd according to him as he never seen anyone like him before, but he remembered what is normal as Kenny realized that he himself is not normal which reminded him of his nightmare.
As Kenny listened on as the blue character was introducing himself to the girl he figured that he should at least not be a stranger as he began to speak. "My Name.....Is Kenny" He said as he was nearly choking up trying his best not to think about his nightmare too much but it was still hurting him.
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Post by Panthera on Sept 15, 2010 9:03:57 GMT -4
Samantha sat up in bed staring at the pendant. Closing her eyes, she could hear a voice calling softly.
Blood will be spilled Heed the warning All will be lost
Her sapphire eyes opened looking back at the pendant. Other residents began talking of weird dreams. Dreams that only could relate to strange things happening or could have happened. It was hard to decipher what was real and what was imaginary anymore. Was she losing her mind finally? Had all the memories that were swiped taking a toll on her psych?
There were no answers, just questions. Taking another look around her room, the feline saw that all her belongings were there, but how? This place “seemed” like home, but inside it felt like a lavish hotel. Sam knew the people that lived with her, but they were all strangers. Scents from them were already embedded in her memory, yet she didn’t know who was dangerous or who wasn’t. One in particular gave off scent of mystery and comfort. There was another one, one she wanted to see in front of her, but couldn't remember who.
What's happening to me?
Sam closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. “Maybe I just need to get myself off this bed and go and talk to someone. I need answers, but I don’t know who to go to.” She arose. With a roll of the eyes, she commented sarcastically to no one. “Great, now I’m beginning to talk to myself and have complete conversations. Wonderful.”
Her hand slipped around the door knob and she twisted. Opening the door, her body slinked out of the room and down the hallway. Where she was going was still a mystery.
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Post by Tatiana on Sept 15, 2010 12:36:15 GMT -4
Tatiana narrowed her eyes. "If you say so." She extended her hand as well. "Just call me Paranoid. Or Tatiana, or even Tati." Wow, she really needed to get out of her room and the library more. All these people she didnt know, and there were more arriving all the time.
She turned her head to the the young boy who had also spoken. "And a pleasure to finally meet you Kenny, Ive heard of you, but never had the pleasure of speaking to you." She looked over onto the nearest desk. "There are tissues over there if you need some. I think this place has had to take up stock in the Kleenex company."
"I apologize to the both of you if I seem scattered. I feel like Im not exactly the most thrilling of conversation partners today for some reason." Tati tried to give a weak explanation. Her emotions were all over the map these days. Happy. Sad. Weak. Apologetic. Joyous. Murderous. Weak. Strong.
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Post by Kurt Wagner on Sept 15, 2010 21:56:23 GMT -4
Kurt had another strange heart-skipping sensation in his chest, but grateful as he was that Paranoid, or Tatiana, or Tati had decided to accept his greeting he again chose to let it go without much thought.
"Hello, Kenny", Kurt echoed Tatiana. Rather than make anything more awkward for the boy, Kurt nodded and gave him a kind of casual wave. "I am pleased to meet you both," he said.
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