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 Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 9:48 pm
In its current state, the room is very spartan. Two beds, two closets, two bedside tables, two writing desks. Until Spazz and Stix can afford to decorate or buy some odds and ends to fill the room, the set-up isn't likely to change.
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 9:51 pm
Having made the treck across the school to their new dorm room, Spazz opens the door and glances around at the simple setup. His eyes fall on the mirrors and mounting arms laid out on the beds, and he nods,
"That should do nicely."
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 9:53 pm
{easy enough XD}
Pushing open the door, Stix walks in and breathes in the fresh new dorm smell. Then he sneezes. Sitting down on the naked bed and looking around.
"Dull." He chuckles.
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 9:25 am
Spazz nods, picking up a couple of the mounting arms on the bed, and the screw gun someone had left. He pockets a few screws from the box and begins setting the first mirror up,
"True. We can find you some large sheets of paper to make your own posters, or scavenge some off of the other students."
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 10:29 am
Standing up and taking a deep breath, Stix stands up and grabs the drill-thinger and squeezes it, pushing the electromagnetic waves mixed with telekinesis into the machine. It folds around his hand and becomes like an armored glove, the plastic guarding his knuckles and hand. His pointer fingertip is the end of the drill.
"I'll take care of this, bro." He grabs some screws and within a second the first mounting arm is up, along with another on the way. One would notice that all Stix has to do is pick up a screw and little arms pick up the screw and send it to the tip of his finger.
Within about 20 seconds, he's onto his 6th mirror.
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 11:20 am
Spazz nods in acceptance, picking up two smaller, round mirrors and their mounting arms. These, he moves over to one of the two work desks in the room which I've suddenly decided would make sense, and sets down.
"If the drill is still functional when you're done with it, I'd like to set these up myself."
He drops his backpack on the bed beside him and lowers himself into the chair in front of the desk.
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 11:25 am
Finishing up his work, he turns around and looks at the wall. It looks like the room just doubled in size. "OOooh yeah, much better." He wrings his knuckles as the drill undoes from his hand, and it pieces back together.
Handing it to his brother, he sits at his own bed again, and fidgets with his watch.
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 11:31 am
Spazz nods his thanks and quickly mounts the mirrors to their arms, and the arms to the wall. He tests the range of their movement for a moment then, apparently satisfied, pushes them flat against the wall and leans back against his chair,
"Now, to get some material to work on....or, perhaps...class? What tyme is it?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 11:54 am
He looks over at his brother, "I never set this watch, besides, it's the one you made me, I'm still trying to figure it out without taking it apart."
He looks around the room and finds the only clock on the wall, it reminded him of the clocks at school, which made his eye twitch uncomfortably. He set it to noon. "I guess it's noon." In truth it was 12:10pm, but he never liked details like ten minutes.
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 11:58 am
"Hmm...well, then."
He stands and moves to his broth's side, looking down at the watch,
"I'm not sure how much you'll be able to do as far as modifying that, it's air pressure and machinery, no electricity. But, for now, how about we go float around the school, see what we can find."
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 2:46 pm
"Oh. I see now"
He observes the clock as he messes with the watch again. Then he stands up and cracks his back in a stretch then looks to Kyle.
"Well sure, lets go let ourselves be known." He flashes a smile that surely means mischief, or surely means flirtiness. Either or works for him.
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 4:44 pm
Ever loathing the idea of going anywhere without a course of action, Spazz pulls the map from his pocket and opens it so that his brother and himself can both see it,
"Alright, socialite, where to? The cafeteria?"
Perfectly willing to admit his social aptitude, and, by extension, his ability to figure out where other mutants may wish to "hang out", to himself, he neglects to list any other options.
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 5:20 pm
"Alright then pariah, let's go to the cafeteria, then!" He says. His voice clearly making fun of his brother, revenge ~Muhhaha.~
He pushes open his door and walks out, holding the door for Spaz, "After you, Madame." He grins again, His eyes disappearing.
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 5:30 pm
Spazz shakes his head, and teleports twenty feet down the hallway, in the direction of the cafeteria,
"Behave yourself."
His stride is long, but relaxed, the stretch coming from his long legs rather than any sense of urgency.
{Exit to Cafeteria?}
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Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 6:34 pm
Stix smiles, jogging to catch up to his brother.
{Exit, Entering Cafeteria.}
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