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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 10:14 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 10:42 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 10:45 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 10:49 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 10:57 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 11:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 11:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 11:32 pm
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"Yeah...so do I." Roulin said in response to Cecilia's statetment regarding her power. He could still feel her aura wrapping around him multiple times like a hug. It beckoned him to allow it and to take it in, but he wouldn't allow it. At least now, the sensation was getting better. He could smirk without forcing one. "Your power is irreplaceable you know that? It works by a means of a source. As much of a gamble as it is, when your luck is good, which it is, you become a force of nature." Roulin took another swig of his soda regretting the entire motion. Salty chips meant a dry throat. Oh well. "Yeah...maybe some sleep will get my mind off of all of this. Now, my plans for life after this? I never thought about it really Cici. Probably become a doctor or an agent for some government facility. Hmm...a detective...yeah." said the owl with a childlike zeal. "Busting bad guys and stuff. Heheh. That, and have a nice little family. One boy, one girl, a wife, a cat, nice house and a white pickett fence...how about you? Have you given it any thought?"
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"Good. At least then we can work on our own accord with this. Don't have to worry about a five foot ten ball of hair grease smelling flesh trying to telling me what to do." Che looked at the two girls, then at L who was still lazing about. "That guy...anyway, Victoria, you know all this energy will attract the Heralds and when they see you, they're going to kill you so hard you're going to die from it right? How do you plan on avoiding this? In fact, there's a Herald right there...you scared?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 11:50 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 11:52 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 12:29 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 12:45 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 1:01 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 1:24 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 1:35 am
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If anything could be heard over the rushing wind of the air outside of the plane's cabin it was Anderson's laughter. he soared alongside the plane ziping as his silver streaks filled the air. He wasn't showing off, the silver trails were just something his powers naturally gave off. He loved flying and being able to do so while side by side a plane was an adrenaline rush. He laughed again as he flipped htrough the air feeling the wind pound and blow through his hair. He turned towards the plane as his body suddenly dispersed into mist and flew into the compartment where luggage was suppose to go. From there he traveled alongt he lines of the plane molecule by molecule he slipped inbetween the air tight sealing of the plane until his mist body seeped through. He reshaped himself in the plane his hair had a nice wind swept look to it, go figure, He laughed a little at himself and said. "What a rush!" He had almost forgotten about the sparring match they had had the previous day, it was kind of distant to him now. He looked around to see some of the others were pairing off a little, which was good they needed some kind of social interactment. He took a seat as he exhaled deeply. He smiled and slightly leaned his seat back as he closed his eyes fro a brief moment to collect his vigorously running thoughts.
With an entire day gone by Lucien had begun to unwind from the day's massively annoying chain of events. he was sitting at a local coffee shop, a small cup of coffee sat on a glass table besie him as he sat outside under a ivy grown canopy. A stack of varied newspapers was at his side, two remained on the table, and one was in his hand. he looked through it memorizing it's every word down to the punctuation points. He looked up to take a small drink of coffee, his cellphone was placed by his cup in case it were to go off. He could finally see why Dante chose italy to live in for most of his life, even though they were in Paris, the exotic charm of the area appealed to their kind of people, people who claimed the finer material things the world had to offer.
He had given the plan more thought as the previous day progressed but today was just a day for him to sit back and try to tone it down a notch the stress of the world seemed to be looming over his shoulders and he was turning that into aggression towards his team. As said by Machiavelli in "The Prince" To be loved or feared by your peers, both are good with their ups and down but a leader must do everything in his power to never be hated, hate will turn the world against you. Although in the long run that is what he was going for for now he needed the support of his team not their scorn. He considered temporarily allowing Will or Thomas to take control of the UNS to allow the others to get use to a new leadership style and to allow him to take on a more personal role with some of the team members but for now that wouldn't be possible things were far to fragile to be changed now.
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