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Post by Viscid on Mar 31, 2010 0:34:15 GMT
Viscid was hungry and it was dark outside, which meant it should be dark in the halls. She opened the door and peeked out, there was no one to be seen, so the girl crept out of her room. To be safe she climbed up the wall and out of site in the shadows, as she makes her way down the hall. The only person she'd met was the man that brought her here the night before last. Viscid hadn't left her room since then, and now she was paying the price. It was hard to be stealthy when her tummy was growling loud enough to wake the dead.
Her nose twitched as she found the kitchen, it still smelled of dinner from earlier. The orange girl was so excited her tail twitched. She crawled in from the ceiling and then dropped down when she got the kitchen. Viscid found the trash can and clapped her hands together, and then rubbed them together. After her forked tongue, flicked out she dived head first into the trash can as she looked for food.
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Post by jean on Mar 31, 2010 22:07:21 GMT
It was another late night for Jean as the telepath say curled up on the couch in the mansion on her laptop. It had been hard for her to sleep lately and her looking at the current events online of Apocalypse gaining more and more territory each day wasn't helping. Did this man, no, this creature have any kind of weakness? At the moment, he seemed to be all too powerful and it was driving Jean crazy. She closed the laptop and decided she'd read enough for the night. There was no need to get upset and trigger her already growing and unstable abilities. Food was always very comforting so she decided to head to the kitchen for a snack.
"...Um..." Jean blinked at the sight she was greet with. An orange tail swaying too and fro as it's owner digging through the garbage head first. "Hello...anything in particular you're looking for in there?[/i]" Jean projected into the orange girl's mind.
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Post by Viscid on Mar 31, 2010 22:40:07 GMT
Viscid was happily finding all sorts of good things to eat. There were sweet things in there too and that made her giddy. She liked sweet things especially the cold stuff that a person licked. She'd found a chicken leg and had just shoved it into her mouth when she heard the voice in her head. A yelp and squeak exited her mouth around the chicken leg and she fell backwards. The orange girl landed on her butt and the trash can stayed over her head.
Since she couldn't see anything she kept munching on the chicken leg. Another yelp escaped her throat as something heavy landed on her head from the very bottom of the trash can. Once she deduced she was under attack, Vis started to struggle to get out from under the trashcan.
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Post by jean on Mar 31, 2010 23:02:36 GMT
Jean tried her best not to laugh at the girl struggling to get out of the trash can but she couldn't help but smile and shake her head. This one reminded her too much of Kurt when he had first arrived at the mansion. The red head cautiously approached and grabbed the trash can by the base. "Relax...I'm here to help." she said as she tugged the trash bin off of the young woman.
Looking at her face, the identity was a mystery to Jean. She hadn't seem this girl before, which was weird because she always met and greeted each and everyone of the new residents at the mansion. She noticed the chicken bone still in the girl's mouth. "Well...I guess I'm not the only one who's hungry. But you know there's food in the fridge and cabinet....lots of it too." Jean motioned to said objects with her hand. "I was about to fix myself something, I'll gladly make you something too. Garbage isn't the healthiest thing to consume."
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Post by Viscid on Mar 31, 2010 23:17:58 GMT
The orange girl struggled to get the trash can off her head. When she heard the voice she went completely still and scrunched herself in a ball. One talon tipped hand reached out and yanked her tail under the trash can as it completely covered her from view. The attempt to hide herself was thwarted when the trash can was pulled off of her. Reptilian eyes blinked up at the intruder and the orange girl was up and on top of the refrigerator.
The chicken leg was still in her mouth as she looked down at the red head. She took a big bite and chewed, making sure she kept her distance. Of course she kind of remembered refrigerators, the one or two times she'd been in the kitchen as a child. But she'd spent the majority of her life either in her room or on the streets and shadows. She didn't know much anymore. Her head tilted when the woman said there were better things to eat and this got a curious look out of the girl. Viscid poked her belly and it growled, she crawled down the fridge and headed over to Jean. She put her hear to Jean's belly and poked it, listening for the growl.
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Post by jean on Apr 8, 2010 17:24:18 GMT
"Well now..." Jean looked down at the orange girl and was at a complete loss on what to say. She was listening to and poking Jean's stomach. Should the telepath had been pregnant, it wouldn't have been as weird, but she wasn't. Still, this girl was still amusing and apparently still hungry. She couldn't let the poor girl continue to eat trash either. Just then, Jean remembered a pack of Oreos she'd stashed away in the cabinet. She put her telekinesis to work, causing the cabinet door to open and summoning the pack of cookies to float into her hands.
"Trust me. These taste way better than that nasty old chicken bone you found in the garbage. Wh don't you try one and see for yourself." she said opening the bag and grabbing a cookie and holding it out to the orange mutant.
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Post by Viscid on Apr 9, 2010 15:47:35 GMT
This was Viscid's way of thinking. Jean said she was hungry, so Cid was just trying to hear the growl to confirm it. The young mutant looked up at her and blinked. Then she poked her own tummy and it growled. She wondered if Jean understood what she had been doing, but she doubted it since no one understood her. "I don't know why I even try, no one ever understands what I'm trying to say anyway." Now the young girl wasn't aware that the redhead was a telepath nor that the woman could read minds.
When the cabinet opened on it's own and the cookies floated out, the only seen from the girl was her tail. She was hiding in a dark corner as she tried to become invisible to the ghosts. Her head turned when the red head spoke again and she looked at the cookie. "I wonder if she knows the ghost. Or... or maybe she controls the ghost. Hmmmmmmmm" Cid took the cookie and sniffed it, then her forked tongue dashed out and she licked it, and finally she shoved it into her mouth and ate it. It was good.
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Post by Kitten on Apr 16, 2010 1:17:20 GMT
Kitten walked down stairs wanting to get a late night snack for the night and then smiled as she saw two people down in the kitchen. She was actually surprised to see someone up at this hour. She looked towards Jean first " hello Jean" she then looked towards the other girl in the kitchen and tints her head bit she didn't know this girl and she was new to her at least if not a new student"hey there I'm Kitten what is your name " she didn't know she couldn't actually speak.
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Post by jean on Apr 25, 2010 4:38:15 GMT
Jean sensed that the orange mutant had been scared by her display of her powers. She didn't really blame Viscid. After all, in recent times, Jean herself was afraid of her own powers, but that was another story all together. She smiled though after Viscid accepted the oreo and ate it, seemingly delighted by the taste. Of course she would, your taste buds would have to be out of wack if you didn't like oreos.
Moments later the two would be joined by another mansion resident. Jean turned and greeted Kitten with with a nod. "It seems everyone is up late tonight." she said looking back over to Viscid to respond back to Kitten. Did she even know how to speak?
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Post by Viscid on Apr 25, 2010 16:15:06 GMT
Cid was happily nomming the cookie when the girl that looked like a cat walked in. Her head tilted from one side then to the other as she studied her. Someone else that looked different? Awesome! When the girl introduced herself and asked her name, Viscid just waved to her. She wasn't to keen on ticking herself off by trying to speak, so she made a move to grab another cookie. "Miss Jean, could you tell her my name please?" Her head turned to look at Jean and she gave her a pleading look. If she could talk to everyone telepathically, it would be a whole different ballgame. Half the reason she always seems so animated is so she can get her point across.
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