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Post by Jean Grey on Jan 24, 2013 18:38:33 GMT -5
Jean decided she needed to go shopping. She was running low of stuff animals and knick-knacks for her welcome baskets. The school was also running low on clothes for the students that come in with nothing. The schools sweat pants, sweatshirt and gym wear was good but she doubted anyone wanted them for their only clothes. Besides, it had been forever since she done any shopping in Westchester on her own. For her shopping trip, she wore a coral skirt and matching shoes. She for some reason hoped the warm summer color would somehow translate into warmth mentally. She wore a black ribbed and swoop neck sweater with a heavy cashmere coat over it and knee high socks. She wore for actual warmth. Jean despite her attempt could still feel the winter chill. She decided to window shop for a bit before getting down to business. She was looking at a nice Tiffany lamp that was on display in the front window of the antique shop. Jean could not help but think he would look nice in her room. Then again, it might look good in Scott’s room. She was sure the Scott would like the shades of blue in the lampshade. Then her thoughts began to drift thinking about how she needed to trick Scott to go shopping with her. The telepath was sure that the male students did not appreciate the little stuff animals and statues she put into her welcome baskets. She needed help with figuring out what the male students would like and would help them feel at home. Besides, if she got Scott out shopping she could slowly return color to his wardrobe. As her thought began to drift, she moved away from the antique shop and head down towards the clothes shop that was a few shops down. Lost in thought she was almost not fast enough to keep her skirt down as a gust of icy wind blew through the street. Still Jean blushed and was thankful Westchester was as busy as the streets of New York City for that could have been extremely embarrassing. |
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Post by Jullian Keller on Feb 4, 2013 13:09:14 GMT -5
There was a fact, a law, an universal code that Jullian had studied and known for years. Girls like shopping. Sexy girls like shopping for things that show how sexy they are. Therefore Jullian liked shopping... for sexy girls! It was important to know where the best hunting grounds were for your game after all.
Jullian Keller was alone today, makes him more stealthy that way, though he did like bringing Juliet with him. But today he was shopping for some fun with his time and money. He was across the street from the antique shop looking at gourmet chocolates when he spotted one of those sexy girls he was talking about.
The coral skirt was an interesting sight. He watched as her skirt flipped up... it was better than a bulletin board. He stepped across the street towards her and stood at the glass sales window next to her. Jullian was wearing black leather jacket, black denim pants. His jacket was open and underneath was a forest green turtleneck shirt. His eyes focused on the antiquey crap.
"Hello there," he turned to her and smiled. Meanwhile his mind very loudly imagined what her outfits held from his gaze. She did have a nice ass.
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Post by Jean Grey on Feb 5, 2013 22:36:26 GMT -5
Jean heard his thoughts a bit louder than his words. Slowly her cheek began to become the same red as her hair. She took a few minutes to smooth her skirt and calm her embarrassment before she responded to him. Jean tried to look on the bright side on the situation; at least he had liked what she saw. “Hello.” She said as she finally looked at him.
She recognized him vaguely from somewhere. She knew it wasn’t from the Xavier’s for she made sure she new all the new faces of student and staff there. Jean doubted it was from Empire State for she really hadn’t paid much attention to any males at the school unless she had to for she didn’t need anymore distractions. It was going to bug the hell out of her until she figured it out.
The redhead pushed her hair away from her face sliding the stray locks behind her ear. “I know this is going to sound like a line but…” From what she saw of his mind he would think anything she said was attempt to get into his pants but she figured it was best to come out and asked. Many she asked just to keep it from going to crazy figuring it out. “Have we met?”
Jean put her hands in her jacket pocket and looked him over again still trying to place him. “It might be just in passing though. I have been going to the school out on Greymalkin Lane since I was a kid.” She figured if he was a local he would know what school she was talking about. From the look of his clothes, Jean pegged him for a local for the locals of Westchester were all about expensive good quality look.
“Though, I have been away for while for college.” She shrugged slightly doubting he really cared but she didn't have a lot to say until she figured out where she knew him from.
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Post by Jullian Keller on Feb 14, 2013 12:07:56 GMT -5
Jullian smirked to her as she seemed to be a bit uncomfortable about having just shown him and anyone else on their visual toes her undies. So she hadn't been doing that intentional... too bad it was a good advertisement spot. He offered her his hand.
"I am Jullian by the way, I just felt compelled to come see you." He listened to her question and explaination about her recognizing him. Ah so that's where she came from. The only school on Greymalkin, a long line of a half dozen mansions was Xavier's. And Jullian knew exactly what kind of school it was.
"Well I was hoping in your heart and dreams but I will be honest... if you live at Xavier's I live on Abbot and have watched your school very closely. I wanted to go in fact." He looked to a car beside them and made a gesture, lifting his left hand up. The car rose off the ground, once Jean noticed, he lowered it back down. "But I had to choose between parents or attending. I choose my family and the money." He smirked.
He looked around and spotted a coffee cafe-shop. He made a thumbs gesture. "Would you like to join me for a cup and we can chat or do you need to be going?"
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Post by Jean Grey on May 7, 2013 16:26:15 GMT -5
Jean raised an eyebrow slightly when he laid out his line. She wondered if they ever worked but then again during college she had heard worse. She brushed her hair away from her face and shook her head. “I am Jean.” She said with an easy smile falling into place on her lips. “Jean Grey.”
She was surprise about his display of power and that he had the same power as she did. She wondered did that mean he was a telepath, too. Then again Emma was just a telepath with no telekinesis. To be safe she up her barriers in her mind. The redhead tilted her head back. “Too bad you never came over just to hang out. We have the same power, I could have taught you a few things.” She shrugged slightly. “But family is important.” She left off money for Jean didn't think it was nearly as important as money.
The redhead stepped slowly closer to Jullian. “Is telekinesis and charm your only gifts?” She asked in a curious whisper. She didn't use her telepathy for she figured it might scare him for some didn't respond well to other people's voices in their head. She figured it wasn't too personal of questions, especially the pride she felt from him when he had display his powers.
In the back of her head she knew Scott would lecture her about having coffee with someone she just met on the street. She was also sure Scott would growl and grind his teeth for Jullian was attractive. Cocky but still attractive enough that it wasn't too annoying. She looked up and down the street. Thankfully, Scott wasn't there.
Jean looked to the cafe and smiled. “They use to make the best muffins in town and it's about time that I check out if they still do.” She looked to Jullian and cocked her head to the side as she stepped toward the cafe. “I do assume that you are buying.”
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