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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dark Nemesis" data-source="post: 1710367" data-attributes="member: 11714">-Mai HoshikoAug. 2, 2003Tokyo, JapanThe boy becomes even paler as Black Star speaks of the news media, and actually recoils when she reaches out to heal him.  “I injured you?”  He bit his lower lip, terror filling his brown eyes.  “I am sorry!  I do not remember doing this!”As she wraps still more netting around him, he makes no attempt to struggle or escape, though he is trembling.  He does not protest as they take flight, though as Black Star looks down, she could see that he was crying softly.-James DunbarNew York, New YorkAugust 2, 2003The guard moved to block the kick that she thought was coming, the series of punches catching her off guard.  The first blow causes her to take a step back; the second one causes her to crumble to the ground in a heap.Slowly, James opens the door slightly and takes a look outside.  The first thing he sees is an African American gentleman, dressed in a police officer’s uniform.  His gun was drawn and aimed directly at James.  “Freeze,” the cop growled.James could see at least one other police officer standing near the door, also with a gun raised.Beyond them, the scene was chaotic.  James could see at least three people lying on the ground, and an ambulance, blocked in by four police cars.Marcus Stevens Pittsburgh, PennsylvaniaAugust 2, 2003Marcus flew into the hallway through the hole created by the gauntlet, and had no trouble seeing whom it was who shot Jonn.  The seven foot tall guy dressed in red armor probably the one who started the fight, though as Marcus watched, two others stepped into the hallway: a pale kid dressed as a Goth, and a guy with long green hair, dressed in sagging jeans and a torn tee shirt.  The newcomers were not nearly as imposing as the armored guy; in fact, Marcus was pretty sure that the Goth kid had been in some of his classes.Behind him, Marcus heard Shannon shout.  “Could you at least let me OUT of this room?!”Jonn BirkeyPittsburgh, PennsylvaniaAugust 2, 2003Jonn watched helplessly as the Goth kid and the green-haired kid emerged into the hallway, and as the red-armored guy took a few steps closer.  He tried to call the earth to him, tried to speak, but he seemed to be too frazzled from the injury to do anything.  In fact, out of the corner of his eye he saw his neat little ball of dirt fall into a heap onto the floor, the gauntlet it had imprisoned clattering to one side.Tank strode forward, planting himself between Rumble and the three troublemakers.  “That wasn’t cool, man.”“Move or you’ll get more of the same!” The armored guy snarled.  He raised his left hand, and Rumble saw that, instead of a hand, the guy seemed to have a laser cannon at the end of his wrist.</blockquote>

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