A LOVELY DEAD BIRD

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She smiled and took his hand. “Nice to meet’cha, I’m Rose.” She was a little surprised at the feeling, but she made no show of it. “Um yeaah, I guess we’re one in the same.” She said, smiling still. She definitely hadn’t met him before. She would’ve remembered an accent like that. “No, it’s okay, I can understand you perfectly.”

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, Miss, but what are you doing ‘round here without someone around ye? Don’t seem that safe even for meself..” He smiled a bit and then gulped a bit, realizing the nature of his question might have come off threatening, his hands outstretched to wave. “Not that I’m a threat! Never would hurt a fellow mutant like meself! Just merely curious, not that I’m much of a threat! Me power isn’t what you’d call very good for offensive movements—more for hiding if anything else like I am doing right now.” 

Leslie leaned back into his seat and let out a sigh, his eyes averting down to the table. He wasn’t much for being the most amazing social person. He resided in his dorm away from people and only knew one or two other mutants while he stayed in the Academy. Though Emilio made it a point of having Leslie be without his little disguise it was still something he needed when he was out and about. “Are…you lookin’ for a place to be safe? I am not saying it to be rude, Miss, merely saying there is a place I reside in that is quite safe. Nice folk there—the owner of the school is very much like us.”

She sighed, and ran a hand again through her short hair. “I know you’re not, don’t worry. I’m trying to grow up. I used to be in The Brotherhood, but I realized I wasn’t mature enough for a side….so I knew If I were to go rogue, I would be able to work on my maturity by roughing it and forcing myself to grow up.” She sighed, then looked interested. “Tell me about this place. What’s it like?”

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