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Post by genevieve on Nov 8, 2011 20:47:16 GMT -5
Hey, Genevieve! Aren't ya gonna stay for the fun? The voice called out to her as she continued to walk away, not even looking back over her shoulder at the small group behind her, only saying goodbye by lifting her hand slightly. The members of the Brotherhood that had been with her, those that had decided that they wanted to have a little fun this night, all surrounded the other teens they had encountered, taunting them and teasing them with empty threats. Either way, Genevieve hadn't wanted to be apart of their games at all, so she had left.
As Genevieve came to the street, she glanced down the empty road before going across to the parking lot. It wasn't much longer until she had reached the car and got in, starting the engine in silence. As she pulled out of the lot, she barely threw a glance at the other mutants as she passed by the small alley in which they were. 'I will never understand why they are so interested in messing with humans...' She thought to herself as the lights faded away, leaving her to drive down the dark, empty road with only her thoughts as comfort, the hum of the car to fill her ears with each passing moment.
Eventually she came back to the one place she wanted to be at the moment: the Brotherhood house. Ever slowly she stopped the car, letting the engine idle for a moment as she gazed up at the simple building. She remembered back to the moment when she first came here, the day when Magneto had taken her in because he knew how she felt. It had been rough at first, but eventually the others had warmed up to her, had come to trust her, and in turn, she had come to trust them.
As Genevieve got out of the car, she shut the door with a silent slam and began to slowly walk forward, feet scuffing softly on the cement as she stuck her hands in her pockets, eyes darting to the ground for a moment before she came to the steps, moving up the stone structure with easy movement as she pushed the door open without much more thought. Still lost in her own thoughts, she moved silently to the living room area and slowly sat down on the couch as she began to play with her hair some, not even noticing that there was now another presence in the room.
Words: 412
Tag: Ethan
Wearing: Clothing
Notes: Here ya go Keebs!
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