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Post by Ray on Apr 25, 2006 20:56:36 GMT -5
Ray made his way from the kitchen, jogging as he tried to find a teacher or student with a car. Finally he came to the library, and Saw Hank quietly reading. He barged in, regardless.
"Mr.McCoy do you know where the Porf. orScottorJeanorsomebodywithalisenceis?!" he asked quickly.
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Post by hank on Apr 25, 2006 21:09:32 GMT -5
Hank looked up from his reading.
"Sorry, I don't know where any of them are," Hank said, he debated whether or not he could take Ray, on one hand, he liked to help people if he could, but... he couldn't exactly go out in public.
"Where do you need to go?" he asked, figuring it might help him choose.
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Post by Ray on Apr 25, 2006 21:13:15 GMT -5
"The grocery store, where else?!" Ray asked, shock etched on his face. How could he not know? The institute was no longer a good place to be! He'd starve! "I'm out of hot pockets, Mr. Mc.Coy! Hot Pockets!!!!" he finished his statement dramatically, embellishing by holding his hands out, like he was waiting for sometihng to fall into them.
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Post by hank on Apr 25, 2006 21:16:46 GMT -5
Hank didn't know if he'd consider hot pockets an emergency, but Ray seemed to take them very seriously, in fact he seemed to be in out right despair over not having them.
"Well, with the lack of a better plan, I could drive you there, I assume you can handle not buying all the store has, and I'll wait in the parking lot until your done," he offered. After all, he could still drive, and the X-Van's windows were pretty dark, plus it was hardly a premium shopping time and most people were at their houses by now.
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Post by Ray on Apr 25, 2006 21:19:50 GMT -5
ray's face lit up with enthusiasm; "Really?" he asked; "Oh thank God! Lemme go get a coat or something!" he then ran out of the library, tripping up on his turn down the hallway but catching himself and pressing on. Then, he stopped, and backtracked, poking his head into the living room again.
"You don't mind.... right?" he asked, quietly, looking down, suddenly embarrassed that he'd been so inconsiderate.
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Post by hank on Apr 25, 2006 21:35:44 GMT -5
"Not at all," Hank said, with a reasurring look on his face. He didn't expect trouble, people had gotten a little less crazy about their mutant hunts, if only a little. Hank went to go get a coat and he figured a hat, to make sure no one noticed his blue features from a distance.
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Post by Ray on Apr 25, 2006 21:46:35 GMT -5
Ray clapped his hands and retrieved a coat from his room, having to root around for a while in all the mess. But he found one, and was soon off to the garage.
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Post by hank on Apr 27, 2006 9:53:43 GMT -5
Hank got into the driver seat of the X-Van, since that seemed to be the only car available for some reason. He put the keys in the ignition and waited for Ray to get in.
(alright after your post I guess we make a new one in Bayville)
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Post by Ray on Apr 28, 2006 15:03:06 GMT -5
Ray ran into the garage, taking in deep breaths as he climbed into the vehicle. He gave Hank an appreciative grin.
"Thanks," he said.
(( ok new thread sounds))
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