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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 1:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 1:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 2:03 pm
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Delia smiled back at Longshot. She couldn't help but glance at his ears, so he was an Asanti. She thought back to what the Asanti guard at the base had siad to her, 'you'll fit right in here.' Delia could only hope.
"Thanks, I'd better, um, freshen up then." Sh said as she looked down at herself. Her clothes were filthy, stained and wet. Her trousers were ripped at one knee, she couldn't recall where that had happened, and they were soaked all the way up her calves. Her jacket was still covered in dust from the cement rubble of the cell, and she could feel bits of it caught in her hair. She nodded her head towards the room.
"You sure if I go in there I won't have to break out?" She said, only half joking.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 2:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 2:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 2:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 2:32 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 2:35 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 3:09 pm
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Delia's grin grew as she walked inside the small room, Longshot's words heartened her. She closed the door behind her made her way to the bed in the center of the room. She looked at the clothes, and then turned to face herself in the mirror. She was right, filthy. Delie slipped out of her clothes and stepped into the shower, she turned on the water and let the heat work its way through her tense muscles. She washed her hair with the shampoo she found and rinsed the grim off of her body with some soap, some of the discolouration stayed though. There were some small bruises on her body, one big one on the underside of her wrist where she had broken through the ceiling of the cell.
Delia got out of the shower and dried herself off with a towel hanging from a hook on the wall. She quickly dressed in the new clothes, putting on the trousers in favor of the skirt. She walked over to the mirror and leaned in to get a good look at herself. Her wet hair hung limply around her face, it hung below her shoulders so she tied it back in a rough ponytail.
For the first time in over a year, Delia looked at herself without seeing just the mutation. She realized how much her ability had helped her that day. She smiled and it reached both of her eyes, brown, and black.
She walked to the door of her room and stepped just outside before flipping open the computer screen at her wrist. "SAIC, umm, could you call Longshot for me?" She asked, not really sure if she was doing it right. Something to eat seemed perfect at that moment.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 3:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 3:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 3:31 pm
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"Something to eat? Alright. SAIC, please guide Delia to the mess hall." "Of course Longshot. If you would please follow the blue lights on the floor Delia, I will lead you right there." SAIC's voice cut, she sounded rather happy, for a computer at least. "Well Delia, I'll see you there. Oh, and I'll be happy to answer any question, but there may be a few things I CAN'T answer. Right... well, see you there. Longshot hung up, and a line of blue lights appear at Delia's feet, leading away down the hall. "Also, you are the only one that can see the line Delia, just to let you know."
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 3:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 3:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 3:56 pm
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