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Post by Door on Feb 4, 2009 19:51:47 GMT -5
"Zombie - I don't believe in revenge. And I can't be friends with someone who's so willing and eager to dole it out. It's not fun, it's serious, and it's wrong. Our job is to protect people. Regardless of how they might treat us."
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Post by Zombie on Feb 4, 2009 19:58:18 GMT -5
"But he's our enemy." Said Zombie dropping her feet to let the chair fall. She put her hands on the table and leaned closer to her. "We protect people against him. Not to mention not all revenge ends with people like dead." She said shaking her head. sometimes just embarrassed. Or confused or something.
But she shrugged and leaned back in her chair. She was little upset. She had thought she had finally found a friend here. But obviously her strong personality had screwed her over yet again. She'd live. Most people weren't used to her upfront, in your face personality.
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Post by Door on Feb 4, 2009 20:00:55 GMT -5
"Zombie," said Door getting close to her, and speaking in her sweet, soothing accent, "If we had a fight, and I was mad at you, would you want me to try to get revenge on you? My guess is no. And I never would, no matter how angry I was at you. We're not all powerful Zombie - we don't have the power to make others feel what we want. Magneto will be taken care of - in the right time and the right way. Just because we're mutants doesn't mean we can play God."
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Post by Zombie on Feb 4, 2009 20:13:03 GMT -5
"Actually I would." Said Zombie. If she had done something horrible that deserved revenge. She would want to have that revenge taken out on her. Fair's fair. So it only makes sense that they should be equal.
"I'm no God." She said laughing. She definitely wasn't God. She would be acting the same way if they were human. It was just her character. Not because she had powers. But because of what she believed.
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Post by Door on Feb 4, 2009 20:20:57 GMT -5
"No one should do that. And I would never take revenge. Besides, you ever think that Magneto, or even Dream KNOW that they did something "horrible"? You're not the hand of justice."
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Post by Zombie on Feb 4, 2009 20:26:47 GMT -5
"Whatever. Might as well change the topic." She said getting tired of this discussion. It was pointless. She was stubborn. She wasn't going to change her mind, so that should be the end of it. They bother had opposing opinions.
She pulled out her iPod and turned it on, putting on earphone in her ear. She needed her music. Make sure she didn't do anything majorly stupid. She had a tendency to do that.
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Post by Door on Feb 4, 2009 20:37:11 GMT -5
Door gave Zombie a sad look, and headed out of the library.
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Post by Zombie on Feb 4, 2009 20:45:12 GMT -5
"Or leave." Said Zombie quietly to herself shaking her head. But making sure the girl probably wouldn't see that she was at all upset. She spoke up. "Bye!" She said waving big and smiling.
Then she went back to her stupid tiresome research. She was getting a headache from all the time spent looking through big words in big books. But she'd live. Tired she decided to put her head down for a couple of seconds. Just to close her eyes. But ended up falling asleep.
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Post by Jack on Feb 8, 2009 15:48:24 GMT -5
Jack tensed up as a girl pushed by him, looking upset. He continued forward and stopped when he saw Zombie sitting at a table, asleep. He immediately turned around to leave. He'd never find a quiet place to read alone.
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Post by Zombie on Feb 8, 2009 16:48:26 GMT -5
Zombie had just fallen into a light sleep and heard some noise coming around. She blinked her eyes open and lifted her head. When she noticed someone was there she sat right up. "Hey Jack." She said waving and laughing slightly.
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Post by Jack on Feb 8, 2009 17:12:45 GMT -5
Jack froze, then turned around. Fidgeting like a scared rat, he slowly moved to the chair across from Zombie and sat down, subconciously placing himself where he could see anyone who entered that section of the room. He stared at the table. "Hello."
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Post by Zombie on Feb 8, 2009 17:15:54 GMT -5
"Studying?" Asked Zombie as she went to work getting a new book from her stack. The former she had already read, though in French in the Library back home. It was funny how many times she had stumbled over the same book.
She yawned and rubbed her eyes as she searched the books table of contents for something she could use. Finding a reasonable title she flipped the pages.
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Post by Jack on Feb 8, 2009 17:47:40 GMT -5
"Not... Not really, no." Jack replied in an almost inaudible tone. "Just reading." He shrugged and tucked the book out of sight in his jacket pocket. It was 'Congo' by Michael Crichton. He'd read it a few times already, but it never got old. Jack had a passion for fiction. He didn't know it, but the reason for this was that because he had no story, no background, he reveled in someone else's. He could pretend to be a human being. But without a past, how could he be?
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Post by Zombie on Feb 8, 2009 17:50:16 GMT -5
"Oh. Just reading then?" She asked curiously looking up from the page she had been reading about experimental chemotherapy. She had seen this guy around before. He always seemed so quiet and reserved to her. The complete opposite, it was kinda funny.
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Post by Jack on Feb 8, 2009 19:34:59 GMT -5
Jack nodded, keeping his eyes down. He glanced up when she wasn't looking, but when she looked up, he looked back to the tabletop. She seemed so extroverted, especially with that bright hair.
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