Before Mark could even reply to the call of his friend, he found hismelf standing in a building,
Mark:"...What?"
He looked about, the small faerie looked about in a dazed state as well, nearby Rayne appeared in a bright glow and was left standing in the hall of the strange building.
Mark:"Rayne?"
Just down the hall, one of the vampires that Mark had thought was killed, gave a low growl, he swivled about to see the creature charging towards them, the small Faerie in a panic took to the air and made sure to fly out of its reach.
With a simply fist aimed to its demonicly deformed face, the creature staggers backwards and falls motionless to the floor.
Mark:"..Anyone got a pointy stick?"
Kailia:"It's beatiful.."
Mark continued to stare at the vampire
Mark:"...That word doesn't exactly come to mind when I look at that face..."
He looked over at the small creature only to realize she was speaking aobut sometihng outside the window, the ghost moved to peek out at what she was looking at, only to see the setting sun as it's red glow began to fade in the horizon.
Rayne's jaw dropped as she watched the sun set with awe. Her own powers allowed light and small glimmers but they were only a fraction of the true sun. The mutant thought she had never ever seen anything as beautiful.
"We're not in Kansas anymore are we?" Rayne asked rhetorically, wretching her eyes from the sun. "It's so beautiful but it's not native to our land is it."
Re: The Arrival of other worldy GuestsMark:"Well....."
He began trying to come up with a logical solution as to why they where seeing the setting sun.
Mark:"Maybe..."
Kailia:"I am not sure where this Kansas of yours is, but I do know this isn't the world where I was born, there's too much energy, far more then what we have back home."
The ghost looked down both ends of the halls.
Mark:"Maybe we should run, hide, or...I dunno....not stand in the middle of a strange hall."
The small faerie gave a gentle flick of her long tail, landing on the ground and examining the vampire from a distance.
Kailia:"And...away from that."
She added nervously. Mark glanced about, he wasn't looking with his eyes, he was sensing out the souls of creatures around him, his face gave a suprised expression.
Mark:"Whoa, hey, I'm picking up heavy soul activity here...I'm only getting a max of three...possibly four demons in the area, two of which are really faint..."
He looked over at Rayne nervously.
Mark:"Uh, me being the ghost who can run threw walls and such, perhaps you're the one in more danger, you should call the shots, what do you think we should do?"
Re: The Arrival of other worldy Guests
*While on his way back from the Med Bay to his dorm for some rest, Zac could hear unfamiliure voices chattering away, from around the corner. Maybe they were just some new students that he hadn't met yet. But then again, the way they seemed to be speaking. He stopped still, and began to concerntrate. Slowly on the other side of the corner his body appeared, part of his Astral Projection.
He could see the newcomers, and faintly hear the last parts of their conversation. He frowned, they didn't seem like new students to him. And what were they on about?*
Zac: "Hey!"
*The cowboy projection yelled, moving closer to them.
From around the corner Zac was still using a lot of his concerntration to keep the projection up, and making it move was taking more energy.*
Zac: "...You all don't look like students. Who are you and what are you doing here at the Institute?"
*A small glare crossed over his face as he waited for an answer from them.*
there're not enough sunshine hours! definately!
Quietly whistling a tune, Aran'kla walked the hallways on his way back from the Outer Grounds.
He was heading for his dorm since, unfortunately, the sun had set and the air grew cold outside.
However, the time he had been there seemed to have been enough for him to recover. Some more hours would be needed to be at full strength again but the still green skinned mutant felt the solar power flow within.
Hearing a demanding voice, he concentrated on the scene right in front of him.
He remembered one of those guys...
Rummaging his memory, Dryad finally found his name.
"Hey Zac! What is it?" he asked the Cowboy without knowing he was speaking to a projection.
Life can be like a stone thrown in the sea. It creates waves, maybe changing something, maybe not, but no matter what it causes, every single wave will disappear into nowhere...
even more people arriving
"There?" Circe asked shortly with a side glance at Spike while pointing towards a corner.
Having arrived there, an answer was unnecessary, however, since she turned to the right and only payed attention to the group in front of her, Garnet didn't notice the real Zachary.
"Well, hello everyone, I believe we have several things to discuss"
Seeing Dryad, she added with a warm smile:
"Apparently you are feeling much better now, aren't you, sweetie?"
The green-skinned mutant grinned boyishly.
"Naturement. Just as I said: some sunshine and I'm as good as new" Pointing at the newcomers, he went on.
"Dunno who those people are... gotta wait for what they say to explain themselves"
With a frown, Aurora examined them without seeing the vampire lying on the floor. "None of them looks demonic to me..." she muttered mainly aimed at Spike.
Life can be like a stone thrown in the sea. It creates waves, maybe changing something, maybe not, but no matter what it causes, every single wave will disappear into nowhere...
Re: even more people arriving
The arrival of the first stranger caused ark to step back nervuosly, worried for the safety of Rayne more then himself.
Mark:"He's not real, can't see a soul, doesn't appear demonic either."
He whispered under his breath to the other two, as the others arrived, even more shocks where about to unfold, Mark stood almost speechless as Spike, Spike of ALL creatures, came walking towards them with another human.
But the 'captive' vampire didn't pay any attention to the happenings around him, his mind swept away in the melody, which he had began quietly huming to himself.
"None of them looks demonic to me..."
Snapping out of his trance-like state, Spike gave a quiet growl as he glared at Mark and Rayne.
Mark:"Spike!"
Spike:"Can't bloody leave me well enough alone, can you?"
He stalked towards them, but looked down at the creature that laid on the ground.
Spike:"There's the demon, luv."
Mark:"What's going on?"
The ghost demanded, Spikes attention turning back to the spirit boy, he moved right up to him, eyeing Rayne for a moment before turning his cold glare back to Mark, doing his best to ignore the words that repeated themselves in his mind.
Spike:"What are you doin' here?"
Mark:"That's what I'd like to know, big evil dude you happen to be, I'm sure you know all about what we're doing here."
Spike:"I told you before.."
He clentched his jaw angrily.
Spike:"Would someone shut up that damn song!"
Mark gave a small nod of his head.
Mark:"Ah, good to see you're as crazy as ever."
Vamping out, Spike gives a louder growl as his hands reach out for the boys neck, but his hands move right threw Mark's ghostly form. Mark laughed, sneaking in a quick punch which caused the ancient vampire to step away.
Spike:"Ow! I wish people would stop punchin' me, lest you could do it in different spots!"
Mark:"Try not eating or tearing apart their bodies, might see less violent reactions."
Spike:"You know damn well the chip won't let me-"
Kailia:"Stop bickering!"
The yell from the small forest faerie was enough to cause the vampire's eyes to widen, slowly retreating back behind Garnet and making sure not to look at what he was convinced was another illusion.
Spike:"Found your demon, wonna go back now."
Mark:"Yeah well we want to go back as well, we left Rogue back there with Willow, send us back!"
Spike:"I don't know how!"
Mark:"This.."
He looked between Garnet, Zac and Aran.
Mark:"...is an evil...eeeevil vampire! He does evil things!"
Spike gave another threatening growl
Kailia:"You promised you'd stop!"
Spike looked at the small faerie as she gave an angry twitch of her tail.
Spike:"I kept my promise little Nibblet, went right over to the bloody apartment, white flag an' all, bloody Watcher nearly killed me!"
Mark:"Nearly? Logan must be losing his touch."
Mark looked down at Kailia.
Mark:"What did he promise?"
With another snarl at the comment, Spike was ready to yell, when he was suddenly struck speechless again...Mark just Spoke to the Faerie....no one ever sees the illusions..
Spike:"That's none of your.....doesn't anyone know how to stay dead any more?"
He complained, before his attention was distracted by the distant voice only he seemed able to hear.
"Early one morning, just as the sun was shining, I heard a maid sing in the valley below.."
His yellow eyes narrowed before pulling them away from the direction the words where coming from.
Spike:"Right, that stuck up, judgemental boy there's Mark Raven, he works with the Slayer, maybe he knows where your missin kids are."
Mark's face lit up with sudden realization.
Mark:"You mean Cat, Sean, Dawn and..uh...the other boy?"
confusion
Circe stared at the vampyre on the ground.
"Just to be absolutely certain: This one is truly evil?" she asked curiously while ignoring Mark's words about Spike.
Shortly after, she realized what Spike had just said. "Does that mean those people are from this... hell-like other dimension you came from as well? And yes, those you mentioned are whom we are searching for"
Mark: "we left Rogue back there with Willow"
Aran looked at the ghosty boy in shock. "What?! Rogue? What is it with her? What does she do in this... other dimension... thing?! A-and could someone please fill me in about WHO's on WHICH side now?"
He pointed at Spike. "Vampire equals demon... you seem to trust him though so he can't be as bad as that" Dryad stated directed at Aurora.
"Another vampire" his finger wandered to the figure on the ground "and this time apparently some enemy type of guy"
The mutant's face expressed total puzzlement as he stared at Kailia and the others. "And some people from that world we already got three vamps from and lost some students in"
Helplessly, the green-skinned man looked around.
Circe shrugged a little analyzing what she had gained knowledge about.
"Well, Spike seems to have been one of the evil kind so obviously everybody non-demonic willing to kill him is on our side - as odd as it sounds. Now that he cannot hurt anyone human and..." She glanced at him searching for the right words. The easiest would be the best "...suffers et cetera, he is as well, I believe"
With a sigh, she turned to the newcomers.
"May I introduce myself? I am Aurora Garnet Ferelle, also known as Circe. William is under my protection and I seriously recommend you to leave him be... that counts for you in return as well!" she added looking sharply at the vampyre.
"Name's Dryad... or Aran'kla Tzho-Quentin though I reckon you'll have probs in minding the name. Sorry for my confusion... just got too weird around here." Aran wore his boyish grin again looking at the strangers.
"Now, we don't have a clue how to get ya back to your world... since we didn't get you here"
Garnet went on. "In fact we are searching a way to travel there as well since, as Spike and Aran already mentioned, some of our fellow students were accidently drawn into your dimension"
"Well, they were thrown in actually, weren't they? By that vamp couple? Prucilla and Demonicus or something?" Dryad frowned searching his mind for the right names.
Life can be like a stone thrown in the sea. It creates waves, maybe changing something, maybe not, but no matter what it causes, every single wave will disappear into nowhere...
Re: confusion"Well, Spike seems to have been one of the evil kind so obviously everybody non-demonic willing to kill him is on our side - as odd as it sounds."
Spike made his face return to normal at the statement, shaking away his demonic feature with a hurt expression across his face.
"Now that he cannot hurt anyone human and......suffers et cetera, he is as well, I believe"
Mark was ready to disput that remark after giving Rayne a very shocked, 'what kind of drugs are they on' type of look.
"May I introduce myself? I am Aurora Garnet Ferelle, also known as Circe. William is under my protection and I seriously recommend you to leave him be... that counts for you in return as well!"
Mark:"...William?"
His remark and the fact he was partly smirking at the vampire hinted the boy found it very comical that someone was using his first name. But Spike was busy mumbling to himself to even have noticed what was said. His whispers where almost impossible to hear, the way he spoke it was more like a turn he was trying to remember.
Spike:"Oh, don't deceive me. Oh, never leave me...."
"How could you use a poor maiden so?"
Placing his hands over his hears to drown out the melody, he had his back to everyone, standing just behind Circe. Suddenly his mother reached out and took his hands gently in hers, the fact Spike could actually really feel her touch gave him an expression which looked as if someone had just slapped him.
Mother Illusion:"My poor William...look what they did to you?"
Looking down at his bruised wrists, small faint scars and cuts scattered across his arms, both old as well as new from his struggle to free his arms from their iron restraints earlier. The vampire felt as if a lump was stuck in his throat, he couldn't speak as her fingers gently explored his wrists. She looked up at him, her warm caring eyes studing his face.
Mother Illusion:"My William....look how much you've change."
She reached up, her finger pressed against his cheeck, was this real? He closed his eyes for a moment, wondering if when he opened them she'd still be here, as he opened them, his mothers fingers wrapped gently around his wrists, and although it seemed she was being careful, they hurt so much he couldn't help but grit his teeth.
Mother Illusion:"But obviously you haven't changed enough...you know he's out there, and you've left me alone with him so he can feed upon me!"
Angrily, her grip tightened around his wrists, pressing hard agaisnt his sensitive bruises.
Spike:"AH! Bloody hell!"
Taking a step back to try and pull his arms free of her grip, he stepped into Garnet.
Mother Illusion:"That's right...try and run, leave me alone with him to die, run and hide like a good little boy!"
Spike:"He opened a bloody doorway to hell and now I can't shut the damn door!"
The English vampire was more speaking to himself, he knew who was causing this...it all began back in the Med Bay with that Creature, how dare he do...what ever he did! Judas wasn't it? He thinks he's all high and mighty just because he's a big evil demon, no one was calling him names!
Well, this had to be finished, this had to stop, he wasn't going to stand by and have his dead mother both physically and mentally harrass him! He looked at Circe.
Spike:"I think...maybe that doctor of yours should....give me something."
He stated calmly as he took a few steps away from the group.
Spike:"I'm going to that lab of yours....wont stray off course, promise. Just need something to stop all the yelling!"
The last part of his sentance was louder and directed towards an older woman that no one seemed able to hear nor see. Before anyone could stop him, the vampire dashed off, a mere blur of his body seen as he disappeared towards the Med Bay.
Re: confusion
Mark looked back at Rayne once more after the mutant introduced herself, before returning his attention towards Garnet.
Mark:"I'm Mark Raven, people call me verious names, so let's just settle with Mark."
He made what he said next a little more polite.
Mark:"But you don't need to worry about your lost Students, they're with Rogue..."
His attention turned to Aran.
Mark:"Rogue's what we call her anyway, her name's Jennifer Demore, she's known as the Rogue slayer, but she's one of the best Vampire slayers the world's ever seen. Sean and Cat are with her now, last I heard about Dawn and the other boy where Logan taking them down to the Watchers council to find a way to bring them back. Maybe something went wrong and instead of bringing them back it brought us back?"
He offered, though he was puzzled how such a thing could happen. He watched Spike run off with a frown.
Mark:"If he's here, that means Angelus and Drusilla are here as well, right? Please don't tell me you have been entertaining them as well, they down in the kitchen snacking on blood tea and blood chip cookies?"
The sarcasme in his voice was an obvious sign of his disapproval towards how they where treating Spike.
Mark:"You know he's insane right?"
He asked, hinting that the vampire shouldn't be loose, he should be locked away where no one had access to him.
alright, we got it!
Aran couldn't surpress a sigh of relief realizing another Rogue was meant.
"Et voila... those were the names" he said cheerfully remembering them once Mark mentioned the two.
Aurora did hardly react to Spike's disappearance.
Staying polite, she replied to Mark. "As far as I am informed, those other vampires disappeared right after having thrown our people through the vortex. They left Spike behind so, naturally, we took him as a captive to gain information about what had actually happened and howe to rescue them"
As before, Aran and her explained in terms.
"After we got him drugged and all, he talked to the Prof... I think....and obviously he's been pretty cooperative"
"However, he certainly is in a considerable state of insanity yet not aggressive at all. From the supervision cameras I know he has been... disabled partly since this female vampire by the name of Drusilla is somehow able to gain control over him while he is sleeping or unconscious. One of our most powerful telepaths blocked this influence temporarily though" Garnet finished her explanations.
With a frown, Dryad turned to Circe. "Erm... shouldn't I go after this guy and..." He made a gesture like cutting someone with a fingernail.
"No. Contrary to our new guests, I trust him a little.... additionally, I believe in the ability of the X-Men to prevent any harm done by him to others if necessary"
Again, her eyes wandered to the vampyre lying on the floor. Slowly, she approached him, throwing a questioning look around. "Well, shall I make him... disappear or not? Do you know whether he is of a higher rank or possesses useful information?"
Mark:"Well, Dru can control what people see and feel, not only with Spike, anyone she wants, as long as she has seen them before. Another reason he should be locked up tight, threw Rogue clear out of the building once...threw a wall..."
He added with a nod as if stating something that doesn't often happen.
Mark:"As for lumpy here, he's one of Willow's goons, all you'll get from him are verious grunts and swinging fists."
Kailia:"You stopped Drusilla from controling Spike? You must be powerful spell-casters...Willow tried once while I was there, she was very mad, but Drusilla negated the spell easilym and Willow is a powerful user of magic."
The small faerie stated as she half hid behind Rayne's legs. Being 3 feet tall and surround by what someone her hight would call giants was a slightly nerve racking experience.
Kailia:"...Oh, forgive me, I am called Kailia, Guardian of the Gathering."
The tiny creature gave a small wave as her leafy wings folded against her back, though, many often would wonder how such a small creature would be able to guard anything.
Mark:"The X-Men? Hold up, as in....The X-Men?"
A grin spread across his face.
Mark:"I was enrolled at Xavier's before the vampires-"
He paused, frowning.
Mark:"You weren't destroyed? So that means you must have defeated Angelus, Darla and Drusilla when they attacked the school...right?"
Re: alright, we got it!
"I take that as a hint" Circe announced calmly and stopping a few steps away from the vampyre, she raised one hand some centimeters.
An breathtaking heat erupted for the glimpse of a second and not even ashes remained.
As if nothing interesting had happened, Aran'kla went on with the conversation.
"Well, as far I know there hasn't been any... attack except for the 'showing up - throwing people through a gate - disappear and leave some blond vamp behind' part. And I don't know someone called Darla, mon chèr"
He laughed uncomfortably. "Actually I don't think some demons could destroy the X-Men. Circe alone would make them combust in no time"
"Well..." The fiery beauty turned around. "I am not absolutely certain about that. Maybe they are all resistent against my flames. However, William said this Drusilla is not able to stun someone fully, meaning we could still use powers triggered by thought as the Professor's or Phoenix' telepathy, Storm's weather powers et cetera. Even Dryad could attack..."
"Yeah, but I wouldn't be able to control the direction... at least not fully" the green-skinned mutant said shaking his head.
A smile crossed his face remembering the faery's words about magic.
"No, chérie, it's telepathy... a mutation. This is just what we all are: Mutants. The X-Men!"
Life can be like a stone thrown in the sea. It creates waves, maybe changing something, maybe not, but no matter what it causes, every single wave will disappear into nowhere...
She asked, the suprise in her tone making it obvious she hadn't expected that.
Mark:"...The X-Men where the humans that lived in the Mansion before Angelus and Drusilla took it over."
The small faerie glanced about.
Mark:"Well it was destroyed.....this is amazing! Rayne, we're in the school of mutant warriors! I used to read stories about these guys!"
Looking back at the young weather witch with gleeful smile, the ghost returned his attention to the mutants.
Mark:"Hey...that's right, shortly after we discovered that, the mutants started an attack to try and finish off the vampires, instead it turned into a slaughter though, most mutants have been killed. Humans enslaved, basic hell dimension scenario."
Kailia:"They make it sound as if they could destroy Angelus."
Mark:"Well they can't do that."
The Faerie looked up at the ghost curiously.
Mark:"....You can't kill Angelus, not here, what if the spell doesn't break because he was in this world? We need him to either be re-soulled or killed back in Lost Angels."
He looked up at Garnet.
Mark:"I think we'd better sit down and talk or something, because...I can't express how...creepy all this is..."
Kailia:"Maybe this is our past? Maybe we've travelled back in time.."
Mark:"I doubt that.."
He stated glancing about anxiously.
Mark:"At some point, something happened that drasticly altered our worlds...I should check it out, see what these people did right."
Kailia:"How are we going to get back home, I need to return to the Gathering, they'll start to worry.."
talkin'...
"Yep, mutants" Aran nodded.
"Homo sapiens' threat" he said sarcastically with a derogatory snort.
"Anyways, if you're from the place those vamps came from, then this ain't your past but an alternate dimension"
Aurora was speechless for a moment. As she spoke again, her voice was full of desparate disbelief.
"The X-Men defeated? How... how could that be? One or two alone - I would understand that - but if even the more experienced fighters like Storm, Iceman and Rogue fought, how should we loose against three vampires? I cannot believe a power being able to defeat all of them exists... Apocalypse aside"
Aran jumped in trying to hide his feelings. The shock didn't hit him as hard as Circe, however, it still was considerable.
"Right, we should get into one of the dorms. Mustn't attract any curious people, right? I propose mine..."
With that, he walked towards his dorm which was nearby and opened invitingly the door.
"Voila, mon chambre"
TBC: same thread but once they entered no one else can join in anymore!
Life can be like a stone thrown in the sea. It creates waves, maybe changing something, maybe not, but no matter what it causes, every single wave will disappear into nowhere...
Re: talkin'...
With a flap of her green wings, Kailia took to the air, her body shimmering slightly with a green glow as she hovered closely to Mark As Rayne passed into the green boys room threw the doorway, Mark walked in beside her, vanishing straight threw the wall and appearing on the other side.
Kailia fluttered into the room and perched herself onto the bed.
Mark:"Well...it wasn't just three vampires."
Kailia:"It was an army!"
Mark:"We held them off for a while, but Angelus was well known and feared, they where all to eager to follow him after he blacked out the sun. I know a few of the children survived from here, but none of the X-Men really, they all fought to the death.."
Re: talkin'...
Garnet nodded lightly after having sat down on Aran's bed.
"This is at least an explanation for the reason why"
A thought occured to her. "However, what about the other humans? Did they not try to fight as well? Did they not help..." the ebony haired frowned a little
"... us seeing we were fighting their enemies? An army of vampires cannot move unattended, can it?"
"Sorry to add up on the pile of questions but... did you all know each other before you came here? Coz you" he nodded at Mark "seem to be a mutant as well. And are you a faerie?" A curious expression appeared on the green mutant's face as he looked at Kailia. "coz we got one here as well and she'd love to meet you. Tessa never met any other faeries..."
Life can be like a stone thrown in the sea. It creates waves, maybe changing something, maybe not, but no matter what it causes, every single wave will disappear into nowhere...
Re: talkin'...Mark:"They fought, but normal humans aren't very capable against supernaturally powered demons, even gifted humans, mutants, had a hard time surviving. Because some mutants turned switched sides, so it was difficult to see friends from foes."
Kailia gave a swoosh of her tail as Dryad talked with her.
Kailia:"I am, I was born from the earth...Tessa? She's never seen another faerie before? That's sad..."
The look of sympathy in her eyes turned to Mark as he spoke.
Mark:"Actually, I 'was' a mutant. I died three years ago."
He seemed to think there was nothing odd or special over the fact he was a living ghost.
Re: talkin'...
OOC: Sorry everyone, summatives have taken all my time and I haven't been able to post.
Rayne's attention had been peaked as soon as this world with mutants and the X-men was mentionned.
"I-I was at Xavier's as a child. My mom was one of the X-men," Aisha said quietly as she thought of her mother.
It was at the mention of Storm's powers that she truly became involved in the conversation though. "Wait a minute you said Storm. She's okay here?"
A moment later Aisha realized she hadn't introduced herself and said, "I'm Aisha Munroe by the way, also known as Rayne. It's so incredible this world of yours, everything seems so..happy. Don't worry about the missing students, I spoke to Dawn, Clay, Cat and Sean just before I was sent here and they were fine. Rogue's great, she'll take care of them."
Re: talkin'...
*Before he could even answer Dryad's question, Zac was struggling to hold the projection up. Then as the newcomers began to talk he couldn't hold it and the projection of himself faded and he returned to his normal self. The cowboy stretched with a feeling of his soul returning to his body.
He stayed hidden around the corner and just listened to what they others were on about while he regained his energy. He hadn't really used his power for a while, so it was a little pressure on him to do it for that long.
It didn't really sink into his head about what they were saying, but he felt relieved as he heard that the other mutants were ok.
Then as the other world's mutant spoke, he got up and walked around the corner.*
Zac: "Glad to hear they're alright."
*He said lowering his cowboy hat.*
Zac: "...Oh and Storm seemed fine last time I saw her."
*He looked around the room, placing his hat back on his head.*
Zac: "...You think this place seems happy? All of you seem to think along that line don't you? You're world can't be that bad can it?"
Re: talkin'...
Aran tilted his head slightly wearing a puzzled expression again as Zachary approached them... although he had been standing closer to before.
"Ah... illusion... got it" he muttered hitting his forehead.
"Anyways" Looking at Rayne, Dryad smiled a little. "We've got a fully workin' sun, that's a plus for sure!"
With a glance at the Cowboy, he went on. "And occassional... problems with rassists and insane mutants with some world domination spleen aside, 's ok, je pense
Oh, and Storm's alive and kickin', yeah. You're her daughter then?"
Aurora who hadn't wanted to interrupt anyone spoke thoughtfully:
"However, we have to introduce you to the Professor - Charles Xavier, the headmaster of this Institute - soon. I would not mind letting you rest for the night but due to recent... events, I am not certain whether this is allowed"
A sly smile crossed her features. "In addition, I did not only leave the War Room together with the captive but let him walk around freely as well"
Aran'kla grinned teasingly. "And now our material girl's afraid of gettin' her credit cards revoked?"
Aurora smiled pleasantly in return. "Indeed, I am. Anyway, it would be a pity for you as well, dear. After all, you would surely miss our weekly shopping tours"
"Oh yeah, sure! How could I forget those..." , the green skinned mutant replied jokingly, glad the depressed mood had been raised a little.
Life can be like a stone thrown in the sea. It creates waves, maybe changing something, maybe not, but no matter what it causes, every single wave will disappear into nowhere...
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