<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#1e90ff">Rowan yawned again, her eyes tearing up, while she waited patiently for Melinda to finish making the turmix. And her mouth watered at the site of it, it looked absolutely delicious. She was a little disappointed though that they didn't have the actual alcohol ice cubes. She knew this was a school and all but a little stash of alcohol somewhere would be nice. She liked a drink now then...even if she was two years under the legal age.<br/>
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“Thank you Melinda! It looks wonderful...tastes it to.” She said after taking a sip. The ice made it just the right temperature to, as it was a little stuffy inside the school.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#dda0dd">XoXoXoX</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#98fb98"><br/>
Scott and Bobby approached the four mutants slowly, making sure not to appear threatening. After all, they were only there to help, and offer a safe shelter for them, somewhere to protect them from Magneto's men. Scott didn't quite pull it off, what with his stoney expression. He was being guarded and careful, not wanting to be caught by surprise if Sabertooth doubled back. But he was also being mindful of the four in front of them. Sometimes mutants could be quite hostile when meeting other mutants. And he was wary of this.<br/>
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Bobby spoke first, his hands up to show he meant no harm. “Hey how's it goin?” He asked, trying not to rush into the whole we can help you spiel. </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#dda0dd">XoXoXoX</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#dcdcdc"><br/>
“We aren't going to take you anywhere you don't want to go.” The gun hadn't deterred the two mutants in the least. Rogue stood steadfastly by Storm, who didn't appear worried in the least. “Just hear us out.” Storm's voice sounded almost pleading. Even to Rogue.  </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4500">While the other two mutants didn't seem to care less about the gun Sniper pulled out Holly did. She gasped, her face paling with fear, and then pain as she fought with difficulty to push back the telekinetic energy that jumped forward, begging to be let loose. Fear is often what triggered her powers, and she hated it. <br/>
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“You don't need that!” She told him, her voice shaking slightly. “ They don't mean us any harm...”<br/>
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And she knew it was true. She refused to use her powers to read their thoughts but she knew that much, it came to her with out her trying. Almost as if the two were trying to make her hear it. </span>