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Post by kimura on Feb 2, 2010 21:24:28 GMT
Sierra sat at the table flipping through the news paper waiting for waiting for her lazy bones of a friend to get up. There was something she had to tell her…well partly tell her she still wasn’t sure if she should tell her the truth or just tell her she was leaving for a while and might not come back alive. She knew this was going to come back to bite her in the ass one of these day’s she just didn’t know it was going to be so soon.
Sighing she got up taking her coffee she headed out onto the balcony and looked out at the Tyrrhenian Sea. She really wasn’t liking the idea about going back to the FOH they were just as fucked up as the Facility. If they did find out she was a mutant and things went south from there she at lest hoped she’d take those bastards with her. On the bright side if you can call it that she did leave every thing to Mike even this house well it kind already was hers she had put it in her name so she had some place to disappear to when things got bad or if she just wanted to be alone.
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Post by mike on Feb 3, 2010 0:14:19 GMT
The house was incredible. Who would have thought that Sierra had such good taste! Usually, it was Mike that picked out the stuff. Yes she was lazy but the bed was so damn comfortable and it was nice hearing the ocean. She stretched and kicked the covers off. Then she grabbed a quick shower and got dressed in a bikini and sarong. She was humming a little tune as she made her way to the coffee pot. Once she got out of their she made her way to the balcony.
"Hey, chica. What's up?" Something was going on with her friend but Mike knew when to push and when not to push. Sierra would tell her when she was ready and Mike would be there for her. At least she was pretty sure she was since she didn't know what was going on right now.
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Post by kimura on Feb 3, 2010 2:06:55 GMT
Sierra turned to look at her friend “Look who finally got her lazy ass out of bed.” she said with a smirk which soon faded when she remember what she had to tell the blonde. “I’m not going to pussyfoot around this. I’m leaving I don’t know how long I’ll be gone and I….don’t know if I’ll be coming back alive.” she looked away from Mike not really wanting to think about dieing but if it happens it happens nothing she could do to stop it. “I wrote down passwords to get into my laptop and anything else you might need in a safe above my bed our birthdays is the code to get into it to continue to work. And just in case I don’t come back I had a will made up and left everything to you. This house is already yours I put it in your name years ago.”
She poured out the last of her coffee over the side it having got cold “And before you say it your not coming this isn’t something we can do together. These people wont just let anyone join or walk in it took a lot for be to become one of them and even more to become the head of operations there.” Sierra finally turned to look at Mike waiting for her explode at her over this. If she was going to be pissed over this and never wanted to speak to her again that was something she could live with.
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Post by mike on Feb 3, 2010 21:36:37 GMT
Mike smirked at her when she told made that crack about her being lazy. "Can't blame me! I've never been here before and it's amazing." All she could do is blink when her friends started in on the spiel. The house was hers? Cool. Wait, she was leaving and Mike couldn't go with? Not cool. "Are you going to at least tell me what the hell is going on? Or is this going to be like the last nine years where I didn't know jack shit?" Damn it, she came back here because Sierra asked her too and now she was telling her she was going again. That's just bullshit. So much bullshit. "You are at least going to let me help behind the scenes, right? I came back because you needed me damn it."
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Post by kimura on Feb 4, 2010 4:11:06 GMT
Sierra turned and walked over to the other end of the balcony and took a seat at the table and pushed a chair out for Mike to sit on. “A few years after joining the Facility I was asked to join another group called the Friends of Humanity. I know you and everyone else just think they’re a bunch of politicians that hate mutants but that’s just what they want the public to know. They keep the military side of things out of the spotlight, it would be bad if the public knew what a bunch of sadistic fuckers who loved money, monsters and torture did when no one was around.” she had fit in very well with these people she made them very happy over the years with the things she did.
“The other day when you were out playing grab ass with the boy’s one of the people had called me and informed me that the FOH was going to unleash something nasty on the mutant world. There’s going to be a meeting in a few day’s.” Sierra put her elbows on the table and covered her face with her hands trying to think of what she was going to tell her next. “I know you came back because I asked you to but your all that’s left of my family and I don’t know if I want to risk losing you like I did my grandmother.” she said after removing her hands from her face.
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Post by mike on Feb 6, 2010 1:43:35 GMT
Mike nodded and sipped her coffee. This was bad, this was going to be so bad. "So, they are like the political side of your Facility?" She wasn't a stupid woman she was just trying to understand. The two of them had made plans, she uprooted everything, and now she was going to back to the nothingness that was her life? That was so unfair, she wasn't sure if she was more mad than hurt or not.
"Then let me help. I'll work it from the outside, so to speak. But are you going to actually help them, or are you going to deter them? Because you're a mutant too, and so am I. This wouldn't look good on our resumes." She so better be going to stop these guys or something and she damn well better let Mike help. "You're all I got, mom disowned me. So, you know, you aren't getting rid of me that easy."
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Post by kimura on Feb 24, 2010 3:26:47 GMT
“No the Facility and the F.O.H. are two different animals. The Facility turns mutants into weapons or creates them the F.O.H. wants to kill off all mutants. Think of them like the KKK only minus the cross burning and bed sheets as costumes.” make no mistake she had no love for her fellow mutants but she wouldn’t mind pissing these people off and taking them down so their lives would be a little easier.
“Just how exactly do you plan on doing that? These are high rollers that have a lot of power. If I was still loyal to them I would have brought you to them by now. I plan on taking them apart from the inside out that’s why I don’t know if I’m going to come out of it alive.” That might not have been a nice thing to say but she would have done it if she was still following them blindly. “Yeah I guess I’m stuck with your ass then.”
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Post by mike on Feb 25, 2010 0:51:38 GMT
The blond sipped her coffee as she listened to her friend. Lovely, so her friend is going tear apart a terrorist group from the inside out. All on her lonesome without Mike as back up. That made her feel so damn good she was giddy... not. Brown eyes blinked up at her. ”You would have turned me into these people? Are you serious? You'd turn your best friend into these creeps because she was a mutant? A mutant who had bailed your ass of I don't know how many situations when we were kids. How used her mutant powers to do it? That's fucked up.” She pushed herself away from the table and walked to the other end of the balcony. That was just wrong, after everything and she would have turned on her. Not to mention the fact that Sierra was treating her like she couldn't do anything helpful. To say Mike was hurt was a definite understatement.
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