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Bobbi blinked rapidly as the flash of light briefly blinded her.  Shaking her head she glanced at a father and son duo who were having a bit of a to-do.  She rolled her eyes but her attention was quickly caught as the blue dude told her that her blood could not be used.  She frowned slightly, her past once again causing her trouble.  With a shrug, she rolled the sucker in her mouth and went back to her desk perch.  [color=BA68A6]"Your loss, I'm sure some of these kids would love to get high,"[/color] Bobbi said dryly.

What a fucking day.

SO absolutely and completely boring, sitting here watching the teens bitch and moan and few adults being all adulty.  She felt like the biggest and fattest pimple on a pubescents acne ridden face.  How much more could she stick out as different and weird and so very very unhelpful.  She sighed and leaned back against the wall the table was up against.  And all of a sudden there was a girl who popped up out of fucking nowhere.

[color=BA68A6]"Shit y'all.  Are we being attacked again?"[/color]  But the girl didn't seem to do much at first.  Obviously not a danger at the moment.  [color=BA68A6]"Aw fuck, that was just one-ah youse guys huh?"[/color]  Was this what life with mutants was going to be like?  Just random shit happening all the time forever?  It was gonna be tough to get used to but at the very least it would be interesting.  Never bored.  It was a bit like being on LSD again.