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Post by harley on Nov 25, 2009 16:55:51 GMT -5
Classroom. Classroom. Classroom. It seemed as if that's all there was in this place, was classrooms! Harley seethed, his cruel smile gone, mainly because out of all these classrooms, not a one had any people in it, and therefore, had no answers. "D*mn it!" Harley kicked through another door, finding another empty classroom. Picking up a chair, he hurled it across the room. Mabye making some noise would get him some attention.
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Post by harley on Nov 27, 2009 12:40:22 GMT -5
Trashing the place was already boring, but Harley had other things on his mind. He swore he had just heard a group of students somewhere nearby, and he was intent on finding them. He turned a corner, and there, standing just a few feet away, was a boy of about 14 years old. Harley's cruel smile was back, as he reached out and put a hand over the kid's mouth. Before the boy could move, Harley leaned in and whispered in his ear. "Now, you listen to me, kid, 'cause I'm only gonna ask you this once.... where is Professor Xavier?"
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