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[h3][color=fdc68a]~Graham Turner~[/color][/h3]

[color=f49ac2]"So! Where are you guys from? I live… uh… somewhere in New York? But my dad's from Hong Kong! He's a stock broker! And my mom owns a Chinese restaurant! It's a great place to grab a… Gabite…"[/color]


Graham grinned at the latest pun. Gotta love when everyone’s having a great time. And he certainly was.

 [color=00aeef]"Uh, I'm from New York too, actually. And uh, could you not do that. You're cute and all, but I'm not the cuddly type. My dad owns a club. Take that anyway you want. My moms a...Businesswoman. She's a business woman. Travels a lot. But takes care of the clubs finances and stuff. As for what I can do...well, lets just say you ever need a personal Bass Cannon, I'm your girl.” [/color]

Well, she didn’t explode when Kitty touched her. So she is human. Graham had to admit, he was glad that he had met these two. They were fun. And New York? That sure beat Kentucky. Hell, all he had have was...well there was a university in the town across the river in the next state over. Sometimes he and his father would catch a game or two. Basketball, football, anything worked really. Graham liked sports, but he never could play any. Being sickly sucked. He was pretty good at video games though. There's a silver lining to everything, he supposed. He was about to speak up, giving his own mini-biography when something ripped through the air.

[b][color=fff200]"OH MY GOD, I'M SURROUNDED BY FUCKING LOSERS."[/color][/b]

It took a moment for that to register with Graham. Who was that? Who were they talking about. Then he realized, this little group had been pretty much the only conversation around. And they were talking about Pokemon. Was she, Graham was pretty positive it was a female voice despite his increasing rage, talking about them? The hell was her problem? He had to know.

Someone spoke up, probably trying to get a handle on the blowup before it happened. Graham didn’t know. He was fired up. Alexis had gotten up and was heading towards The Rude One.

[color=fdc68a]“WHAT THE HELL? FUCK OFF.”[/color] Graham flung out and he climbed up in his seat, standing admitting not that tall. He had been pretty loud though, never one to have problems projecting his voice. They were just having fun and some jerk wanted to throw a fit about it. That’s not cool. She needed to chill out. Now.

Then something hit Graham. He might be a chihuahua, big bark, but too small to really do anything except chew an ankle or two. Alexis, however, didn’t seem to be the same. No, she seemed a little more...volatile. The look she had...that was a wolf about to jump a prey. Go for the jugular. She might actually attack this girl. Graham was a bit conflicted. He hated when people fought, but this chick had been an ass for no reason. No, he couldn’t rightly just let something blow up right here.

Apparently Kitty had the same thought, already hot on Alexis’ heels. 
He climbed off his chair and got into the aisle. He, rather slowly, approached the three ladies but paused a few feet away. There was a hell of an aura. The tension found its way into his throat, restricting his air. What Alexis said next stopped Graham dead in his tracks. If anything started to happen, he’d try to jump in. Would probably just be flattened, but them’s the breaks. Otherwise, he wasn’t poking that poochie.

[color=f49ac2]"Come on, come on!"[/color]

She looked back Graham. He offered a nod.

[color=f49ac2]"Don't fight, fighting's not nice, and we're all supers, so we could cause some serious damage to each other, and--"[/color]

Graham had caught up by this point. He couldn’t just stand around and let a poor HANDCUFFED girl try to stop a fight here. She’d be flattened quicker than he.

[color=f49ac2]"--and, I'm sure that this girl is really very nice, deep deep down, Alexis! Let's just all calm down, and, um, be friends?"[/color]

[color=fdc68a]“Y-yeah, come on, dude. She’s not worth it. Might as well let it go. If she wants to make an ass out of herself, we can all laugh about it later. It’ll be fun, yeah?”[/color] He quickly sputtered, ending with an uneasy laugh. He didn’t like the look of this.

Not one bit.

[color=f49ac2]"Be the bigger person! She's probably just grouchy, so, uh, maybe we should all cool off and wake up properly before we get into any, uh, sticky situations?"[/color]

Graham waited on bated breath, hoping that one of them had gotten to her. If that failed, what was the backup? Physically hold them apart? Hopefully Poshy-Posh wouldn't take the bait. The two of them might be able to hold back one. MAYBE. But two? What happens if it does go down and they can't stop it? What if someone gets hurt? Graham thought back to all of his "experiments" over the years. Never once did he try to heal a person...that'd require spilling his secret. No...he couldn't. Even if he could, he didn't know how, and he sure as hell wasn't about to turn people into guinea pigs. Shiiiit...

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