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Team Leader of the X-Men Mansion Math Teacher Japanese Language Teacher
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Apr 6, 2024 13:08:30 GMT -6
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It had certainly been a bad day for Alexandra, it seemed, and a worse day for mansion glassware. Shin cringed back a bit as it shattered, then squinted at the remains. Whatever she'd been thinking about must have been serious. Mansion dishware usually lasted longer than that in the hands of others.
"It's fine," he sighed as he got to his feet, unceremoniously walking over to the sink and picking up a few more paper towels. He walked back over to Alex. "Happens all the time. Just more cleaning to do today, but the major question is, are you alright?" He eyed the jagged-edged glass in her grip as it glinted. He couldn't see any cuts on her hand, but just to be sure he set the towels next to her hand. "Maybe you should go lie down for a bit and rest... it might help."
He did his best to be polite about it, scooping up the shattered remains with a handbroom and a dust pan.
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Jun 3, 2009 12:43:37 GMT -6
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Posted by circe on Jun 4, 2009 14:42:21 GMT -6
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Alexandra barely managed to give Shin a slight nod as he suggested her to go get some sleep. Maybe it was the best thing that she could do right then. She let out a sigh as she glanced over to the paper towels then to Shin scooping up the shards of glass laying on the floor. “Shin, let me do it.”
Brown eyes turned blue as the molecule manipulator focused on the glass. Turning them into a smooth liquid, they shot up and hovered in front of her now forming a small sphere of liquid glass. Her eyes turned to the half of a glass still resting in her hands. One moved away from it and Alexandra gasped as only now she felt the pain in it. Blood rested on a sharp portion of the glass and began to slide down on both sides of it leaving behind an uneven trail of crimson red liquid. A quick glance to her open palm and she confirmed that the blood was her own. A quite impressive for a glass break wound greeted her and made her stomach scream in protest.
Her injured hand shot forward as she grabbed one of the paper towels Shin offered. With a quick move she got up from the chair, broken glass in her other hand and walked over to the garbage bin, a sphere of liquid metal duplicating her moves. Alexandra dropped of the glass, following its fall with her eyes. A soft thud confirmed her actions and the sphere floated above the garbage bin and solidified. She dismissed her hold on its molecules and a second soft thud ended the cleaning. Her small frame turned around again as she leaned against the counter, eyes shifting to the Asian. “I think I’ll need a trip to the infirmary instead.” she spoke as she tried to fake a smile while gripping harder on the paper towel. She hated seeing blood. Well, actually, just her own blood. “I think I’ll be leaving now.” she continued as she pushed herself off the counter. “I’m sorry for ruining your morning Shin.” Her body moved to face the door as she took a step forward, only to stop and turn her head in Shin’s direction. “And thanks.” With that being said, the molecule manipulator left the kitchen, caught in her own thoughts.
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Jun 4, 2009 14:43:23 GMT -6
circe
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