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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Keia" data-source="post: 1543765" data-attributes="member: 98">17:17Westchester, New YorkThe Xavier Institute of Higher Learning at Graymalkin Lake, the entrance hall “We - ll,” Brandon replied, turning the usually one syllable word into two and left it hanging. “That’s the thing with trouble, it’s always around when ya don’t expect it.  As for how long we’ve been here, probably not more than an hour . . . if that even.”“Yeah, he asked – I offered, it’s about the same thing,” Brandon replied, his cool west coast demeanor starting to break a bit – especially after the ‘don’t get me wrong’ quote . . . which people always use to excuse themselves as they talk bad about someone.  “He found me in New York, with my friend, Iron Fist.  We were working the streets, trying to make life safer – sort of a heroes for hire or help kind a thing – not that we even got paid or were looking ta get paid.  As for the avenger thing, nahh, I’m not one of them . . . unless they opened something on the west coast.”“You’re not actually questioning my abilities, are you?” Brandon asked, starting to get the hint of what Scott was suggesting.  Little licks of flame started to appear unconsciously on his arm, the remaining apple wishing it had fallen as well as it began to cook in his hand.</blockquote>