REBEL
Resistance
Ain't no reason to be killin' when we've lived in peace b'f're, y' started dis ah'm jus' endin' it.
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Post by REBEL on Aug 3, 2010 22:25:14 GMT -6
Desiree had been going from room to room throughout the Avengers tower. It had been a long morning for her too. The Cajun girl always woke up early to get a head start in training. When she got done with that, she had decided to learn the layout of the place she was staying in. As she opened each door, she would poke her head into the room and look around, if she saw nothing of interest, the door would close once more and she would continue down the hallways. Desiree didn't think about who could be in the rooms or what else could be in them, with her headphones in she danced down the hallway with her headphones on.
The teen wore a pair of cut off shorts, something she was rather accustomed to wearing due to living in the south for so long. When she had returned, it had become a habit to wear them again. Her top was a spaghetti strap that stopped about two inches above her shorts. She wore a pair of cowboy boots on her feet, and they clicked on the floor as she danced. Her long hair was pulled up into a ponytail, with her white bangs framing her face and her red eyes out in the open.
Desiree moved to a room and glanced in, seeing it full of computers a grin crossed her face. "Now dis is meh tahpe of room." She said to herself and moved inside quickly, the door remaining ajar. Des say down in a chair and slid it over to a computer, clicking it on. "Now t' cause a lil bit of trouble"
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Post by ALEXANDER THORSON on Aug 4, 2010 9:20:02 GMT -6
"Four thousand nine hundred and ninety eight......fourth thousand nine hundred and ninety nine......five thousand!" Alexander half roared and half spat before putting down the latest in Stark Tech excersize equipment for the super strong individual, the particular device was a massive barbell crafted from reinforced titanium, which wasn't particularly heavy, but the real trick was what was inside the reinforced titanium, devices to create small, artificial gravity wells. Using gravity to make the weights thousands of times heavier, of course it had to be switched off quickly to avoid the gravity of the item driving it through the floor.
Flexing his shoulders after completing it, and realising even he was coated in sweat, he felt it was time to shower and finish up....besides.....benching that sort of weight five thousand times took very long. But it gave him the work out he had needed to remind himself how good it felt to do that sort of work. He didn't even feel tired, rather stiff, but not tired. Proceeding straight to the shower, the supposed child of Thor took his time in showering down, it wasn't the same as bathing in a fine natural pool by a waterfall, but it would suffice.
When all was said and done, feeling fresh and energized, smelling of natures finest oils, Alexander left the training area, not actually sure where to go next, the Godling just wandered. He was content to just learn his way around the building, until something tickled his ear. "Now t' cause a lil bit of trouble." Raising an eyebrow with interest, Alexander parked himself at the doorway, noticing Desiree in side. Folding his arms at his chest and leaning against the doorway, Alexander called out. "A bit of trouble is it?"
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REBEL
Resistance
Ain't no reason to be killin' when we've lived in peace b'f're, y' started dis ah'm jus' endin' it.
Posts: 18
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Post by REBEL on Aug 4, 2010 23:05:01 GMT -6
Desiree spun around in her chair and looked at Alex with a grin. "Well if it ain't da godly boy himself" she stood up and moved towards him, her boots hitting the floor softly. "Ah ain't causin no trouble for nobody 'ere...jus' some in da outside world..." Turning back around she moves to another computer and leaned over typing quickly. Every few minutes she would pause and brush white hair from her face before going back to what she was working on. "Watch." she said simply as she made her move to the first computer.
She clicked on the projector above them and Desiree clicked once more. The young girl only giggled as she now looked at her brothers Facebook page. "Ah hacked int' meh brothers facebook pace " she grinned sitting in the chair, Desiree leaned back and looked at Alex curiously. "What ya doin? Ah coulda sworn ya had betta t'ings t' do din t' pretteh much spy on meh." A smile remained on her face as she took in the man's features. "Can ah play wit' y' hair?"
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