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Post by Paige Guthrie on Apr 26, 2006 12:04:26 GMT -5
((OOC: I'm still a bit hazy on the exact nature of her power. Everything I've read indicates a change in her hair too. I don't really understand that, but what ev.))
Paige stretched and walked into the kitchen. Much to her dismay the glass form had still been in place when she awoke. She popped some toast into the toaster with an annoyed sigh as it quickly slid out from between her glassy fingers. She was dressed in a baggy black shirt, and very tight jeans. How on earth people dressed those strange glass models was beyond her. She'd had a hard time finding a pair of pants that would stay on and all her tighter shirts kept slipping all over the place.
The former blonde opened the refridgerator and glower as long strands of her hair fell over her shoulder. Paige was still hazy on why her hair had changed, but it was now transparent and blue-tinted like the rest of her skin. However it held an odd silky texture in contrast to her hard, sleek skin.
After about three attempts at picking the orange juice up she growled something under her breath and swiped the milk carton. A televison was set up on the wall and she turned it on to find the news. What student in their right mind watched the news? She decided to watch it for two reasons. The first being there was a mildly interesting story about a park being vandalized, and the second was someone had placed the remote on top of the TV and she couldn't reach.
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Post by X23 on Apr 26, 2006 13:32:46 GMT -5
X23 woke up and walked down the steps into the kitchen and found Paige watching the news about a park being vandilized. "Gee Ray way ta be descret," she mumbled as she grabbed a bowl then the frosted flakes. "Hay paige done with the milk?" she asked not vased by her new friends glass like skin.
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Post by Paige Guthrie on Apr 26, 2006 20:25:32 GMT -5
"Huh-Oh yeah, sorry." She handed the milk over. She suddenly wasn't hungry. "Ray?" She questioned curiously and blinked a few times in confusion. "What does Ray have to do with... that." She asked and gestured towards the television.
How did this girl know Ray was behind it? Unless they had been there together.
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Post by Ray on Apr 26, 2006 20:28:50 GMT -5
Ray hummed as he walked into the kitchen, dressed in a black beater and blue jeans, barefoot feet shuffling along the floor. His hair was a mess ,spikes going everywhere. He yawned, and stretched. Pausing, he saw X23 and Paige.
"Oh! hey guys," he said, but he yawned again halfway through; "Any hot pockets in there?" he asked, shuffling over to the fridge and peeking in; "Score! Biscuit pockets!" he retreived the box, and shook the contents, a small, child-like smile on his face.
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Post by Paige Guthrie on Apr 26, 2006 20:41:07 GMT -5
Paige smiled over at Ray's disheveled appearence and giggled at the ammount of hapiness a box of food could bring him. "Hey, can I have some?" She asked curiously, vandalized park forgotten for the moment.
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Post by Ray on Apr 26, 2006 20:44:45 GMT -5
Ray stopped, and looked at her; "Sure!" he said; "I got more kinds, though, if biscuits don't suit your fancy..." he opened up the freezer again, peering in; "There's pizza, omelette, chicken, tortilla..." he went on and on, but finally, stopped and looked at Paige; "Or... Biscuits, if ya want," he added with a light laugh.
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Post by X23 on Apr 26, 2006 20:49:43 GMT -5
"Ray do you now every kind they have?" she asked then turned wwail he's shareing. "Um my dearest sweetest most loved friend?" she asked a line from one of the movies Tabby had forced her to watch.
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Post by Paige Guthrie on Apr 26, 2006 20:51:22 GMT -5
She giggled again and nodded. "Those'll be fine." Suddenly the distinct voice of the woman on TV caught her attention.
'And again, if you have any information reguarding the jacket place call the local police station. We just want to get to the bottom of this vicous attack on our society.' The woman looked disgusted as she held up the small white jacket and turned it so all spray painted spots were visible.
"Vicious attack?" Paige thought, and realized she'd said it outloud. "I mean, there's hardly anything spray painted... It doesn't even look like whoever did it was aiming for the park." She explained as pictures flashed by of lightly sprayed swings, a barely sprayed jungle gym and various colored spots on the ground.
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Post by Ray on Apr 26, 2006 20:53:03 GMT -5
"Tha't cuz we weren't," Ray said bluntly as he tossed three of the hotpockets into the microwave, assuming X23 would want one. Then, he looked at Paige with a shrug; "Not like I meant to kill a flower or anything. I nearly killed myself by running into a thick cloud of the paint!" he added, smirking.
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Post by Paige Guthrie on Apr 26, 2006 21:00:06 GMT -5
Paige raised her eyebrows. So he had been there. "So, the two of you snuck out..." She glanced up at the television for a date. "night before last, and... Spray painted the air?" The teen looked over at the counter, confused, and began nibbling on her cheek in thought.
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Post by Sam Guthrie on Apr 26, 2006 21:02:19 GMT -5
Sam walked into the kitchen, half awake, and plopped himself down at the table. He crossed his arms on the table and laid his head down on his arms.
"Hello..." He mumbled and glanced up at the television. There was a familiar looking jacket on it...
Sam studied the jacket then realized.... It was Amaras... "Shoulda swiped it.." He mumbled under his breath then glanced over at Paige. "Who did what?" He asked and lifted his head up.
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Post by X23 on Apr 26, 2006 21:03:46 GMT -5
"If you mean me then no he thinks i'm to 'innocent' for that," said X23 moving so he was next to Ray and Paige then looked up. "Wait what did you do?" she asked the swatted him on the back of the head. "And why wasn't i invited,'" she asked.
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Post by Ray on Apr 26, 2006 21:04:48 GMT -5
Ray nodded; "Your brother too," Ray added, then the microwave chimed and he retrieved the hotpockets, juggling them and hastily setting them down on the counter. After he hissed and waved his hands around, then looked up...
It was the first time he'd taken a look at Paige all morning. She was completely morphed into her glass form. Though it was easy to tell her features, she still looked like a statue, dressing in clothing. The combination was odd, bright and flashy with faded and... well, normal.
"Told ya it was beautiful," he said as he handed her her hot pocket.
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Post by X23 on Apr 26, 2006 21:10:22 GMT -5
"Rays gotta crush," whisperd X23 as he handed her his hotpoket she was addicktied to them for life.
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Post by Ray on Apr 26, 2006 21:13:10 GMT -5
Ray shot her a look and blushed; "I just know the difference between what's ugly and what's not," he shot back under his breath; "That's all."
He glanced at Paige then, but quickly went to get a napkin for his hotpocket, crumbs getting everywhere. My, there was a sausage poking out of the corner; he'd put them in for far too long. Okay, the detailed inspection of his hotpocket probably wasn't going to save him, but he could try.
"Don't get me started about you and Alex," Ray quipped almost inaudibly, eyebrow quirking when he knew he'd put her on the spot.
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