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Posted by Deleted on Oct 29, 2016 9:40:08 GMT -6
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New York was definitely different from Oregon. The city far too large for her extended family to keep a close eye on Chris and what she did outside of their sphere of influence. And while it was great that she had a roof over her head for a bit and she was happy to help her cousin at his dojo, she wanted a life that didn't start and end with family.
Chris loved her family, true. It was just... she had never been without them. New York City was big enough to let her have her own life while also getting support from her family in Chinatown. One thing her family had little to no idea about: Chris's mutation.
There weren't a lot of places she knew that mutants spent time around. There was a school. There were a few clubs she had heard of. There was a shelter. Her best bet was honestly the shelter. The club scene wasn't really something she wanted to try yet. The school would probably be full of annoying brats or self-righteous idiots. The shelter would at least give Chris the chance to see others and maybe learn more about the mutant circles for New York.
The gold doors were... well it was something easily recognizable at the very least. Chris went in before anything stopped her. Like the part of her that never told her friends she was a mutant.
"Hello?" she called out in a heavily Japanese accented voice. Sometimes knowing so many languages helped immensely. Sometimes it was just fun to mess with people's heads.
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