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Faith Hastings

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Sep 13 2014, 09:13 AM
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No. Yes. The warrior of mind was fighting for something. This housing may not be shabby but it was not so liked part of town. People took pride in what they had left. It was something the mutants couldn't take away from the people of Richland. It was something that caused drive in the Riders. <P>
Faith rose early and poured herself a glass of water. Water first then coffee was healthiest if you drank it an hour later. Hydration always comes first. The cold water was not biting but it slowly roused the sleepiest parts of her. It always made her feel alive and she as sure to make sure that all the guys got well hydrated in the morning. Well, guys and girls. She was the doctor and apparently she knew better. Without honest labs and such, she couldn't be a 100% certain of many ideas that were coming about. The Riders made sure she had enough equipment to test blood and other samples.<P>
First let out a breath and stretched her muscles. She was lean and averagely strong. Little was she like the rest. They had to rely on strength and power. She relied on knowledge and a small pistol that still made nervous. The idea of killing someone was terrifying to her. What if she shot the wrong person? What if the person didn't die right way? There were too many questions that caused her mind to wonder. Faith was Texan, that didn't like guns. She could horseback ride, rope, and more. She used to be a good little cowgirl and then she was placed in the arms of the world as she traveled from state to country. <P>
Her muscles loosened and warm for the gentle movements she displayed in the kitchen. Shamelessly she was wearing her pjs, just a tank top and fleece bottoms. The guys kept the air on high and it just got to cold for anything thinner. <P>

There was no desire to read the news. The paper on the table claimed that either Sawyer or someone else had gotten up. There was only bad news there and how many times she have too tell them to leave the news alone until nine or they woke up fully and enjoyed the morning? Bad news was not good for your heart at 5 A.M. In response she stood straight up and went to make herself a cup of tea with honey.







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Jul 30 2014, 09:28 AM
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A woman stood in Upper New York State, near Salem Center. Rumors had the listed at this was close to what was Xavier’s School. Faith sighed. Her computer skills often made it possible for her to be in the field, even though there was a thing such as remote access. Often, there was wonder if the rest of the group wanted her to learn to have more nerve. The events with Jim made caused her training to be harder. What were once softer arms now were more chiseled and sculpted. She can ran further and move swifter. Whatever, she had to prove she was more than just the computer girl and nurse. She needed to be useful in all situations like the rest of them. She got it but she didn’t like it.<P>
Where she stood she could access the internet. She was close enough to houses and other plans. In this park a lone picnic table stood and found herself in comfort as she crossed her legs and sat upon it. Her laptop was on and already working. Blue eyes scanned the screen for information. They just wanted names and information on every mutant that was at the school. Security would be hard to break through and she had to do it fast so there were no real foot prints that lead to her. At least she link with the IP address to the house on her left.<P>

The rush gave her a thrill, out in the open and clear target. Here she sat trying to hack into a school that was a few miles away. The licked her lips and worked hard. Fingers tapped the key board with ease. “Come on. Come on,” she whispered. In. Quickly she found the file and downloaded the name and cut the connection and closed her laptop. Now to run before they could ever find her. She closed her laptop, took out the drive and slide it in an open pocked in her shoe. The thumb just blended in now. Off she went into the streets and into the woods where she came from. No one should be lurking around the trail she took.






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Jul 24 2014, 02:32 PM
I'm scared to death. I want to run and never look back. My brother and friends mean everything to me but this war is not a true place for me.
Jul 17 2014, 12:51 PM
We talked about this on the chatbox fora few minutes but I've been looking around at articles. Fan Boys needs to stop getting their dicks in knots over this. Time actually made a good point about how it was possible, Thor is inspired by free intellectual property, thus he can become a woman. There is also the spell on Odin placed on the hammer. Thor will no longer be worthy but he's not going anywhere. He was featured on an Uncanny Avenger cover wielding a pretty bad ass ax that Ares would be jealous of.

Let's talk about this one. Your opinions matter but don't be mean or I will cut you off from this thread.
Jul 15 2014, 02:28 PM
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