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<blockquote data-quote="Tokiwong" data-source="post: 1417582" data-attributes="member: 961"><p><strong>Mudaba Adin Institute</strong></p><p><em>July 13th, 2014 0740 Local Time</em></p><p></p><p><strong>Mark</strong></p><p></p><p>Light filters into Mark’s room, giving everything a strange gauzy glow, the light seems to dance from one surface to another, as filters in little beams of light. But it is the annoying sound of an incoming message that alerts Mark. </p><p></p><p>His monitor buzzes to life, when he finally answers the message. Only to be greeted by Mr. McCallister’s stern gaze. He adjusts his glasses and speaks, “Morning Mark, sorry to wake you so early, but we need to talk. Legacy business, I need a progress report on your investigation. Also I need to pass on some new information for you, you have ten minutes to be in my office.”</p><p></p><p>The message blanks out, and once again he is staring at his normal monitor desktop.</p><p></p><p><strong>Kelly</strong></p><p></p><p>It is early, but then again isn’t a high priority for Kelly. After finishing another workout at the gym, an intense workout to work off some stress she makes her way to her room. Only to find a thin older man standing outside her door holding a bouquet of flowers, “Excuse madam, would you be Kelly Mitchell?”</p><p></p><p>His features are almost etched, and his eyes are slim and dark. He wears a non descript suit of black, with a white shirt and a black tie. He seems to take immaculate care of his clothing and his manner is very formal. In his hands he holds a wonderful bouquet of red roses.</p><p></p><p>He takes a moment to observe Kelly, before speaking, “Ahh yes, you must be her, these are for you, madam. Congratulations are in order, I apologize but I have taken the liberty to deliver the rest of the roses into your room. I hope that was not too presumptuous,” he graciously bows, and gestures for Kelly to enter.</p><p></p><p>Inside the room are more roses, of varying colors, not too much but enough it seems. The thin man continues, “Mr. McKain would like to extend his thanks to you, and apologizes that he cannot be here at this time. He hopes that you will accept this small token of his thanks, and that perhaps you will join him for dinner this evening?”</p><p></p><p>The thin man extends an envelope, “He has a private aerodyne prepared for flight at 1600, where you will be whisked away to Venice for a lovely dinner at Mr. McKain’s expense. It would honor him greatly if you could join him, he is well aware of how busy your schedule is and is willing to adjust as need be. If you have any questions everything you will need is in the envelope.”</p><p></p><p>The thin man bows, “I bid you good morning madam,” he turns on his heels and exits.</p><p></p><p><strong>John</strong> </p><p></p><p>Sarah spends the rest of the evening laying in a motionless slumber. She stirs only in the morning early, finally sitting up. She turns to John speaking mentally, <em>“I am sorry about that, yesterday, something inside me snapped, my powers are growing I think, its like I can’t control them, and the things I see, I hear, its like two sides of a story, but I don’t know what that story is. It is too much information, it is like I know things I should not know. I am scared, I don’t know what it means John, and I don’t know what is happening to me.”</em></p><p></p><p><strong>Ryan</strong></p><p></p><p><strong><span style="color: red">*Whoosh*</span></strong></p><p></p><p>Ryan ducks another spinning kick, as Charles regains his footing, the baseline, or at least enhanced baseline was quick on his feet. The two had been going at it for nearly two hours and had quite a crowd going of students, watching them fight back and forth.</p><p></p><p>Charles was much tougher then he looked and he could take some punishment, because his body instantly repairs itself, and even the most grievous of injuries was a minor inconvenience at best. He would flow from one fighting style to another keeping Ryan off-balance where Ryan had the raw power, Charles had experience and training to counter the raw talent and capabilities of the young elite.</p><p></p><p>“Your good, Ryan, you would make one hell of fighter one day,” Charles replies parrying attacks as needed. He catches Ryan’ arm and flips him forward onto the ground, he kneels, “Nice, real nice. In a straight up fight, this would be ugly, I have taken look at your file; you’re packing some serious power. By the way I think I got a bead on Strength, sources in INTERPOL, and otherwise have sighted him in Bangkok trying to lay low. The city is about as corrupt as one can get, but always great for a good time.”</p><p></p><p>He helps Ryan up, “Do me a favor and pass that on to Mark. Still no word on Honor though.”</p><p></p><p><strong>Anika</strong></p><p></p><p>Anika sniffs the air in her sleep, and smells the wonderful smell of pancakes, bacon and eggs. Before she realizes it, someone has placed a tray on her bed, as she blearily opens her eyes, she sees Star sitting next to her. Star smiles, “Morning, Anika, I tried something new this morning, I tried cooking. I can’t taste the food though, so I decided to share with you, I hope you like it,” she says with a wry smile.</p><p></p><p><strong>Karen</strong></p><p></p><p>For once, the evening was great, even though Kal turned in late that night to grab some sleep, the kiss goodnight was beautiful and poignant. It made the evening sweeter and the morning even more so.</p><p></p><p>In the morning Karen got message from Claire, asking Karen to join hr for breakfast. Even though Karen could not eat, she would like the company. Of course that was the norm for Claire, just wanting to have someone around, she didn’t like being alone.</p><p></p><p><strong>Cassie</strong></p><p></p><p>Perhaps its just another morning but it seems quite pleasant, after shopping with Yoshi, and the girls. Coming home and catching up with others that felt the same way she did about the current politics of the world, and then just trying to finish homework, it was enough to make a girl go crazy.</p><p></p><p>But at least nothing crazy was going on, it was just a pleasant morning. A lazy Sunday to just relax. At least hopefully it would be.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Tokiwong, post: 1417582, member: 961"] [b]Mudaba Adin Institute[/b] [I]July 13th, 2014 0740 Local Time[/I] [b]Mark[/b] Light filters into Mark’s room, giving everything a strange gauzy glow, the light seems to dance from one surface to another, as filters in little beams of light. But it is the annoying sound of an incoming message that alerts Mark. His monitor buzzes to life, when he finally answers the message. Only to be greeted by Mr. McCallister’s stern gaze. He adjusts his glasses and speaks, “Morning Mark, sorry to wake you so early, but we need to talk. Legacy business, I need a progress report on your investigation. Also I need to pass on some new information for you, you have ten minutes to be in my office.” The message blanks out, and once again he is staring at his normal monitor desktop. [b]Kelly[/b] It is early, but then again isn’t a high priority for Kelly. After finishing another workout at the gym, an intense workout to work off some stress she makes her way to her room. Only to find a thin older man standing outside her door holding a bouquet of flowers, “Excuse madam, would you be Kelly Mitchell?” His features are almost etched, and his eyes are slim and dark. He wears a non descript suit of black, with a white shirt and a black tie. He seems to take immaculate care of his clothing and his manner is very formal. In his hands he holds a wonderful bouquet of red roses. He takes a moment to observe Kelly, before speaking, “Ahh yes, you must be her, these are for you, madam. Congratulations are in order, I apologize but I have taken the liberty to deliver the rest of the roses into your room. I hope that was not too presumptuous,” he graciously bows, and gestures for Kelly to enter. Inside the room are more roses, of varying colors, not too much but enough it seems. The thin man continues, “Mr. McKain would like to extend his thanks to you, and apologizes that he cannot be here at this time. He hopes that you will accept this small token of his thanks, and that perhaps you will join him for dinner this evening?” The thin man extends an envelope, “He has a private aerodyne prepared for flight at 1600, where you will be whisked away to Venice for a lovely dinner at Mr. McKain’s expense. It would honor him greatly if you could join him, he is well aware of how busy your schedule is and is willing to adjust as need be. If you have any questions everything you will need is in the envelope.” The thin man bows, “I bid you good morning madam,” he turns on his heels and exits. [b]John[/b] Sarah spends the rest of the evening laying in a motionless slumber. She stirs only in the morning early, finally sitting up. She turns to John speaking mentally, [I]“I am sorry about that, yesterday, something inside me snapped, my powers are growing I think, its like I can’t control them, and the things I see, I hear, its like two sides of a story, but I don’t know what that story is. It is too much information, it is like I know things I should not know. I am scared, I don’t know what it means John, and I don’t know what is happening to me.”[/I] [b]Ryan[/b] [b][color=red]*Whoosh*[/color][/b] Ryan ducks another spinning kick, as Charles regains his footing, the baseline, or at least enhanced baseline was quick on his feet. The two had been going at it for nearly two hours and had quite a crowd going of students, watching them fight back and forth. Charles was much tougher then he looked and he could take some punishment, because his body instantly repairs itself, and even the most grievous of injuries was a minor inconvenience at best. He would flow from one fighting style to another keeping Ryan off-balance where Ryan had the raw power, Charles had experience and training to counter the raw talent and capabilities of the young elite. “Your good, Ryan, you would make one hell of fighter one day,” Charles replies parrying attacks as needed. He catches Ryan’ arm and flips him forward onto the ground, he kneels, “Nice, real nice. In a straight up fight, this would be ugly, I have taken look at your file; you’re packing some serious power. By the way I think I got a bead on Strength, sources in INTERPOL, and otherwise have sighted him in Bangkok trying to lay low. The city is about as corrupt as one can get, but always great for a good time.” He helps Ryan up, “Do me a favor and pass that on to Mark. Still no word on Honor though.” [b]Anika[/b] Anika sniffs the air in her sleep, and smells the wonderful smell of pancakes, bacon and eggs. Before she realizes it, someone has placed a tray on her bed, as she blearily opens her eyes, she sees Star sitting next to her. Star smiles, “Morning, Anika, I tried something new this morning, I tried cooking. I can’t taste the food though, so I decided to share with you, I hope you like it,” she says with a wry smile. [b]Karen[/b] For once, the evening was great, even though Kal turned in late that night to grab some sleep, the kiss goodnight was beautiful and poignant. It made the evening sweeter and the morning even more so. In the morning Karen got message from Claire, asking Karen to join hr for breakfast. Even though Karen could not eat, she would like the company. Of course that was the norm for Claire, just wanting to have someone around, she didn’t like being alone. [b]Cassie[/b] Perhaps its just another morning but it seems quite pleasant, after shopping with Yoshi, and the girls. Coming home and catching up with others that felt the same way she did about the current politics of the world, and then just trying to finish homework, it was enough to make a girl go crazy. But at least nothing crazy was going on, it was just a pleasant morning. A lazy Sunday to just relax. At least hopefully it would be. [/QUOTE]
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