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“Yes the doors closed.” Rowan answered with a knowing laugh. Melinda was definitely doing better if she already had naughty things on her mind. “The others are completely fine. One girl...Lilly, one of the newcomers, was shot up pretty badly. But she's fine now. I guess she had some healing abilities.” <br/>
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Rowan blushed at the thought of giving Melinda a towel bath. But there was nothing for it. She would have to do it. Melinda couldn't get her stitches wet, and having a bath would certainly do it. “I'll have to give you a towel bath.” She told Melinda</span>.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#dda0dd"><br/>
O.O.O.O</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4500">Holly woke slowly, rubbing at her eyes and stretching. She didn't remember much of her dreams from the other night, just odd bits and pieces and so for the most part she felt refreshed. As soon as she opened her eyes though she wished she could go back to sleep. She felt so lazy after the last few days, she felt like she could sleep for an eternity. And she tried to, to. She pulled the blankets up around her head, determined to stay in bed until she absolutely had to move.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#dda0dd">O.O.O.O</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#dcdcdc">Xavier's door swung open. Storm was behind it. And Xavier was seated behind his desk, a large briefcase set before him. He gestured to the seat <br/>
in front of his desk and waited for Sniper to take it before beginning. <br/>
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“This should be enough to start you off.” Xavier told him, opening the suitcase and showing Terrance its contents. <br/>
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The two hadn't discussed an amount the night before. So Xavier had decided on one himself. Inside was enough money to buy a building outright, and support themselves while they worked out the finer details and came up with a way to find a more permanent cash flow.</span>