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Post by Sooraya Qadir on Aug 1, 2013 15:23:27 GMT -5
The noise was what made her stop, the unexpected sound coming from a room that she had thought was empty. Quiet steps coming to a halt, fingers tightening around her tray of food, as she had been going to find a place to sit alone, where she could eat without fear of anyone seeing her face, Sooraya turned, shifting to peek in the door.
At first, there was no one to be seen, and the girl wondered if she had imagined it, perhaps, the ghosts of this hallway calling out to her, memories of the past. There had been ghosts, before, she knew they existed, lost souls tied to Earth... Jeffrey, a young boy that the... the New Mutants had helped, when they existed, whose story she never had a chance to here, before he died, vanishing in the horrid light of M-Day.
Perhaps it was best for him to find peace, but... She recalled how broken up her roommate had been. He had been alive, not in any pain, alive, and that was taken away from him. Just as so many other lives had been.
Her thoughts were travelling down a dangerous path, though, and Sooraya forced them away, setting her mouth in a firm line as she stepped carefully into the gym, casting her eyes about, before the noise stopped her again, jolting her and causing her to nearly spill her tray. The girl swung in that direction, only to see a boy... practicing?
He had to be one of the new students, those who had just received their powers, as she did not recognize him, and he was certainly younger than herself... "Excuse me?" she voiced quietly, allowing her voice to raise enough to carry through the gym. "What are you doing?" |
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