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Current Rusty, but hoping to have fun
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Back again losers
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7 yrs ago
Till next time
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College! Sport's teams! Spring break!
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Xander's eyes went wide. He didn't think it would be that easy to get into a conversation with the hulking Sasha. However, fate seems to be in their corner so he enjoyed the ride.

"Central Florida bud. Where the humidity is high and so is the age of the locals." finishing with a smile, "What about yourself big papa pump?"

Xander was honestly interested in learning a bit more about both of these guys. He had been here for a few months and, besides Nancy, he hadn't really gotten to know anyone else. Deep down though he knew that everyone began to know him because of how loud he could be.
Hahaha I dig it
Sasha had seemed delayed in his response to Xander. He couldn't tell if it was intentional to brush off his dumb statement or he was lost in a faraway thought that had returned to greet his mind. "Well Sash my boy that makes two...make that probably three of us that aren't good russians," Xander had a nice little laugh to that. "Why not pull up a chair over here brotha and join us for casual conversation. If you refuse though I might cry so I warn you I am an ugly crier."

Xander and Jo kept on moving pieces around the board as he thought about the rag tag group he ended up with in here. So many different operatives of different kinds here obviously. I bet some kind of uprising, you know like in the movies, around these parts would be better then anything Spielberg could ever create thinking to himself as he shifted around in his seat.
@metronome @unfallenangel

As the huge Russian entered the room Xander's head perked up. Looking at Jo briefly before his head returned to Sasha he said, "Hey Jo if it isn't the biggest baddest son of a bitch this side of the Iron Curtain." Shooting his hand up in the air with a slight wave he hollered, "Sasha my boy have you crushed anybody's skulls recently for the good mother Russia? If you haven't I take back everything I said and would hope you would spare my head for another day."

Xander had noticed the larger Russian wandering the halls. If he remembered correctly a few words, grunts, and what not had been exchanged between the two of them. However, he had a feeling that he liked Sasha. It was just the aura around the man. Strong, simple type, that was the kind that he could get along with. Even with Xander's babbling brook of a mouth he could always show respect to the right people.
@metronome If you want me and Jo @unfallenangel are at the rec room playing checkers if you want to join or swing by there?
Just like that she was gone. People began to recover from the different episodes that the song put them through. Law's band was scattered around the room helping people come back to their senses.

"Well I have to give it to you. That was a close one but you handled yourself as good as you could. I guess..." as the agent trailed off Law had only one thing on his mind. You would think by this point in my career I would have met more enhanced folks. Yet somehow I haven't? This was my first encounter. After years of helping this city out behind the scenes. I mean I hear the whispers, I hear the talks and all I get for a reward is stories.

"Agent, do you have anything on that girl and gentleman that were just in here?" asking as he slowly turned his head to him. As their eyes met thought the agent went stiff faced. "Just because you helped in this situation doesn't make you privy to that kind of knowledge. We appreciate the assistance but no such knowledge will be exchanged to you. Now if you will excuse me," the agent turned away from him, "I will have to finish cleaning up this mess."

As the agent wandered off Law's emotion didn't change. He was more curious than the word could described. The very existence of people like them enticed his interest to no end. He would do what he could to find out who they were...who she was.

@Chicogal
@mae Is this dead?
@unfallenangel

Xander returned a move in kind as he let his eyes wander toward Dr. Brennan. "It does appear that way. Oh boy I wonder if I make the cut?" He joked but said it in a more hushed tone. At this point people start getting paranoid about the employees of an asylum such as this. It doesn't take to long to start fitting the puzzle pieces together. His personal situation is what brought him here and by the looks of it many other's look pretty military themselves. In any other circumstance you could just assume that they would get locked up for something like, finding out a strange test facility existed in the middle of the desert. However, an Asylum? Jo was pretty spot on with making that joke on victim's being picked out. There was no way that wasn't the case at this point.

At this point though Xander figured it would be best to just keep a normal profile with everyone rather then let his mind wander down such twisted paths, "It would seem my dear that I have further brought you towards Check Mate! You are almost done for in this cat and mouse game we seem to be playing."
I have also been with and without internet recently so I will always post as soon as I can
Law's eyes met with the woman's eyes and he moved closer to her. "Look you need to leave now." in an almost hushed tone to her, "I don't know why you are doing this or to what end. That doesn't matter now. What matter's is that you leave. You and your friend need to go."

Why was I doing this? This person was about to massacre this politician and potentially harm others. She has gifts thought. They both have gifts like me. Maybe something good could come out of this? Or perhaps I am a psycho His thoughts faded away as he scanned the faces in horror. His song had worked on some of the bystanders and guards as well. People were sobbing and speaking to themselves about stories long past. Other's were hitting the ground in regret.

Every time I let these songs go people go to the places that they never wanted to revisit. Am I a monster for doing this? No. No this is for there own good.
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