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nextgen_genosha ([info]nextgen_genosha) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2011-11-29 20:14:00


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Dissent Foments
It was time for plans to come together. Gideon walked down a particular street of Hammer Bay and knocked on the door of a little house. Erik had been long-term intellectual and emotional investment, and, if Gideon was right, an essential one.

"Good evening, Mrs. Mellencamp," he said with his most charming smile. "I'm just here to talk to Erik."


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[info]nextgen_genosha
2011-11-30 02:50 am UTC (link)
"You're up to something, Gideon. And I don't like the idea of involving Jenny in it."

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[info]nextgen_genosha
2011-11-30 03:39 am UTC (link)
"I am totally up to something, Erik. And Jenny wants in, and she's more than fit for it. She's smart, hard-working, and talented."

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[info]nextgen_genosha
2011-11-30 04:17 am UTC (link)
Erik took a few breaths. "She is, but..." He massages his forehead with a pair of fingers. "What is it you're planning anyway?"

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