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Post by Morphia on Oct 3, 2009 4:41:21 GMT
Morphia Sat in union station alone. It was close to 3 am on a thursday night, the hard core party goers were on their way home but they mostly left the woman alone. Wearing her leather pants and a thigh high boots with corset and trench coat she looked freak enough for them to leave her alone.
The Mutant woman looked at the train that just pulled in, if her intel had been right Hiro would be coming home from work about now, poor kid working late shifts. But she had something hse needed to talk to him about- if he was willing to give up his morals for the cause of mutant rights.
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Post by Byakurai on Oct 3, 2009 4:53:35 GMT
"Good Job, Tonight Hiro." Called out the manager as waved the young man off. "I didn't really do much tonight sir. But yea thanks!" He said with a smile while waving back and walking off. He when turn his face away his smile quickly disappeared. He felt the that everyone at the shop were kind people but would they treat him the same if they found out he was a mutant? The young man continued his walk alone pondering on that thought.
He raised his hand and stared at it with sparks of lightning appearing at his palms. When he clenched his fist lightning formed around his fist and he forced it to disappear. 'Could I? Ever fit in with everyone else, if they all found out? Would they treat me the same?' He thought walking and staring at his palm. A deep sad look on his face. Then bumps into someone, he looks up and it was Morphia. "Morphia-san?" He said softly, quickly smiling to hide his sadness. "It is good to be able to see you again." He said politely
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Post by Morphia on Oct 3, 2009 5:02:07 GMT
Morphia looked up from her spot on the bench. "I'm sure." She said, her matte red lips forming the words perfectly.
She was all about show tonight, about making the Brotherhood look good. "Did you enjoy work?" The woman stood up and took a few steps towards the train platform. "I believe this one is your train."
The mutant woman had the evening all mapped out in her head, she would first lead Hiro to that abandoned building, the one that was scheduled to be torn down and test his powers, if he was as strong as she thought he was she'd be setting up a meeting with Magneto. If not, he'd just be her boy toy until he found a nice girl.
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Post by Byakurai on Oct 3, 2009 5:07:51 GMT
The young man flinched when she mention about his work. "Hai. Work was fine, I guess." He answered politely. "This is---" He was then cut off and was shocked on how she knew this was his train. He winced a bit before speaking to her again. "Morphia-san? How did you know this was my train? And are--" He hesitated. "Are you ok?"
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Post by Morphia on Oct 3, 2009 5:12:37 GMT
Morphia looked over her shoulder at him for a moment and softened.
"Yes, I'm fine." She said before walking onto the train and waiting for him to follow. Magneto had eyes every where if she wanted to have a mutant watched all she had to do was mention the name to them.
"Are you coming?" The tall asian woman asked, her poised persona returning. The Brotherhood needed more offensive powers, being able to shoot lighting bolts from your finger tips would really help the cause, besides, a kid Hiro's age shouldn't have to hide who he was from those bastard base lines.
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Post by Byakurai on Oct 3, 2009 5:20:47 GMT
He was so confused on what was going on. He was about to question her before he saw the soften expression in her eyes. 'Morphia-san...' He thought, spacing out again. He shook his head and snapped back into reality when she called him out to jump onto the train. "Hai..." He responded quickly, and entering the train. He was curious on what was going on. 'Something is wrong but what?'
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Post by Morphia on Oct 3, 2009 5:26:07 GMT
When the doors to the train closed Morphia let her eyes dart around the car to see who was in with them. An old hobo, and a couple making out in the back corner- no one of real importance.
"We're not getting off at your stop Hiro." She said using his first name for the first time. "We're going to two stops after yours."
She wasn't looking forward to what she had to do to test him, she had no quarrel with Hiro and if he didn't take this all in stride she'd loose a companion- which were few and far between these days.
Morphia decided to lighten the mood a bit. "Have you ever gone for a romantic stroll in the moon light?"
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Post by Byakurai on Oct 3, 2009 5:32:28 GMT
He takes a seat and quietly sits until she tells him that they weren't stopping at his stop. 'What is she planning?' He thought quietly contemplating what was going on. He was going to ask her why. But instead, he says. "Hai, Morphia-san." Then remained quiet when the doors closed. She lighten the mood a bit, but this still didn't feel right at all with him. "No, I'm afraid not." He answered her quietly.
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Post by Morphia on Oct 3, 2009 5:43:36 GMT
"Looks like your about to." She said her voice remaining calm. She took a seat next to him and crossed her legs.
They didn't match at all, she was a gothic boarder-line dominatrix and he was a young man who'd just got off of work. Most people would expect his little girlfriend would have come picked him up at the station, not a woman eight years older than himself. Morphia wasn't his girlfriend, and so she didn't care about matching him- hell she wouldn't have cared even if she was.
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Post by Byakurai on Oct 3, 2009 5:49:12 GMT
"Hmm?" He muttered from his lips. He looked her up and down and looked around to see a few people staring and a couple girls giggling. He was a bit paranoid of what everyone was thinking, due to the paranoia of the use of his powers. This continued until they finally reach their destination, he stood and walked out quickly. Only to turn and hold out his hand and help her down, it was something he saw in a movie once. Being the little innocent and prude kid that he was he copied it.
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Post by Morphia on Oct 3, 2009 5:53:32 GMT
Morphia didn't bother looking at the others in the train, if they wanted to stare they could, but she didn't give a damn any more what any one thought of her.
WHen they reached their stop she stood, and noted Hiro reach his hand up to help her down. She smirked, quite the gentlemen, even if it was a bit corny like one of those old movies. She took his hand and glided down from the exit stair way.
"You'd think they'd even out that exit." She said more to her self than anything.
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Post by Byakurai on Oct 3, 2009 5:58:45 GMT
He nods and smiles at her when she took his hand, and with ease guided her down. "One would think so." He said calmly letting her lead the way. Though he questioned her intentions. They had their little walk, which he personally enjoyed. Until they came across an old abandoned warehouse. "What the..Why are we here?" He asked her, his tone confused.
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Post by Morphia on Oct 3, 2009 6:05:52 GMT
Morphia said nothing but continued on towards the inside. "Come on, Let's go in." She smirked looking back at him then headed forward into the entrance.
Once she was inside the door she tactfully removed one of her gloves, and slipped it into her pocket, she kept that hand concealed for the time being, the other hand was reaching for a small horse whip she'd hidden in her jacket lining. She was amazed at how much you could buy in New York.
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Post by Byakurai on Oct 3, 2009 6:21:05 GMT
Absently, the young man follows her in and spots her removing her glove. And her other hand reaching for something. This made him force his guard up. Yes, she was his first kiss and first lover. But she gave him a awkward feeling, he already had issues trusting people. Paranoia overwhelmed him which caused him to fear the worst, he could feel the invisible sparks of lightning course around his body. Like a protective armor. The young man kept silent not knowing her intentions.
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Post by Morphia on Oct 3, 2009 17:55:31 GMT
Morphia remembered being in fights when she was younger, usually she had a lead pipe just to beat the brains out of some one with, but she had to be some what gentle this time, hints the short little whip.
Taking a deep breath she drew on that anger from back then, and turned around catching Hiro by the arm by her bare hand. She aimed him towards another wall and let go hoping she still had enough strength to throw him. She drew her whip down across at him aiming to smack him across the shoulders with it.
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