Marvel Next Generation Roleplay


Attack on Xavier's @ 12:52 am

[info]ng_marauders:

Penny stepped out of the cab and didn't look back to see if Winterkill and Breakneck were getting out. They would follow, of that she had no doubt. They had a mission to do. Penny smiled. They'd have fun doing it too.

Penny smiled more as she practically bounced up to the gate. Makeup covered the bruise she had because of that bastard breaking her nose. Anger bubbled up, but she pushed it back. She couldn't afford to let real emotions get the best of her. She had to play a part right now.

Smiling into the security camera, Penny pressed the buzzer.
 

The Lights of Vegas @ 01:17 am

[info]anyastark:

Anya came out of the large walk-in closet carrying two dresses. She couldn't decide and she was running out of time. Their flight would be leave in about three hours and Anya didn't want to miss it. Flying commercial sucked, but they were at least going first class.

A weekend away with Steve. She had given him a weekend away for Christmas and now she was delivering on that gift. Coincidentally there was a concert in Vegas that Steve would be interested in going to. Aerosmith was playing one of their final concerts with Stephen Tyler as their front man and Anya couldn't let Steve miss this.

Vegas was close to LA and after the concert they could hop a flight to LA and attend the Golden Globes on Sunday night. It was a plan.

The door to her room opened and she smiled when she saw Steve.

"I know. I'm trying to finish packing, but I can't decide which dress to wear in Vegas."
 

Celebrating the legal drinking age. @ 12:43 pm

[info]sammyfury:
Current Mood: mellow

Sammy's birthday gift to herself was skipping her morning workout and spending the time in bed reading the Christmas gift from Iason, with a megamug of coffee nearby and pad of paper to make notes on. Her plans weren't any different from the previous birthdays. She would go to class later, then have an early dinner with whichever parent was free that night. It would be Mom since Dad was on the helicarrier. She'd already received Dad's note with instructions to buy herself something pretty on him. Funny Dad. Pretty was something matte black and a trigger that was juuuuuust right. With Qamar in Haiti, there was no reason to change the usual plans.

Still, it would have been nice to find a hovercar in the garage with a great big red bow.
 

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