Post by Faith Webster on Dec 7, 2010 17:31:29 GMT -5
The school had been destroyed when the Brotherhood had attacked and taken a few of the students with them when they left. However they somehow had made it back to the institute, and just in time to celebrate the holidays this season. All the decorations were destroyed in the power fight, but the spirit did not. Faith stood in the bandaged up room with an unadorned aluminum pole and nothing else. She sighed and sat down on the couch as she waited for the others to join her. She had heard that this was something new that the Professor would like to try out, and she hoped that all of her free Christmas’ would not be this kind of tradition.
So she waited on edge and flexed her claws in and out, in and out, until she could hear someone approach the room. She still continued to flex them in and out, in and out and paused only long enough to say, ”Happy Festivus.” She then went back to flexing and waiting. She wondered who all was going to show up in anyone else.
So she waited on edge and flexed her claws in and out, in and out, until she could hear someone approach the room. She still continued to flex them in and out, in and out and paused only long enough to say, ”Happy Festivus.” She then went back to flexing and waiting. She wondered who all was going to show up in anyone else.
