Post by Wolf on Feb 19, 2007 21:53:43 GMT -5
(Snipez walks in. He scans the small mart and pulls his stolen coat tighter around himself. He walks on over to the drinks and grabs a beer. He drinks it right there, and then puts the drink on the shelf. He doesn't think, he doesn't smile, he's not even himself. He's a pawn, insignificant, leashed, and not even on his own quest anymore. His senses tell him that he's close to whatever, or whomever he's searching for. He takes another gulp of the beer, shakes his head, and walks out. Nobody pays any attention to him, they don't even see him leave the half-drunk beer on the shelf. He stares up into the cool Pennsylvanian sky and snarls. Magneto is close. He can feel it. He takes off at a run, unaware of his aching muscles, and sore legs. His claws grow out a little, a sign that a fight is nearing. Who that fight is with, he doesn't really know. But he intends to fight in it.)