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Kimberly	Sat Sep 6, 2008 8:55 pm
Apprentice Posts: 8 Group: Members Member #12 Joined: September 5, 2008	Kimberly sighed as the door shut behind the last person. She had only wanted to be alone. The other students had finally figured that out and left her in peace. Even the librarian was missing. Walking over to a window that looked out over the garden she tried to collect her thoughts. She looked down at her hands where not so very long ago the attack from Cerebro had left its mark. She would forever bear the scars, two long scratches from her palm to her elbow on each arm. She had been studying some thorn bushes when suddenly they had begun to wrap around her. When it finally finished several dozen thorns were embedded in her arms. Colossus had had to help her get free, she'd been too scared to reach for her power. Now things seemed to be taking a nose-dive. Someone had come out with a "cure" for them and Kimberly had gotten a call from her mother, begging her to get the cure. She had insisted that there was nothing wrong with her, that she wasn't sick, but her mother wouldn't listen. Thinking back on that conversation Kimberly tried to hold back her tears but she wasn't able to and for several minutes she allowed the hot liquid to splash down her cheeks. I'm not ill. There's nothing wrong with me. Why can't she understand that? It had been almost two years since Kimberly had heard from her mom, when she'd finally figured out that Xavier wasn't trying to "cure" her daughter but help her control her powers. Now Kimberly was just happy to have a moment to herself to think. She looked outside at the garden again and allowed herself a small smile. It hadn't taken her long to return to using her powers and if she did say so herself the garden looked beautiful. Finally her thoughts turned to thinking about the Brotherhood. She could understand where they were coming from, especially with this last talking to by her mother. But she still loved her mom, and she didn't want anything bad to happen to her. Does Magneto expect us to ignore our families if their non-mutants? I just can't do that. I have half of my DNA from my mother. I don't know who carried the mutant gene but that doesn't really matter. Finally realizing that her thoughts kept spiraling back to the conversation she sat down on the table, closed her eyes and began meditating, trying to center herself. Professor Xavier had explained that it was very important she remained centered because the plants around her would respond to her emotions, and that wasn't necessarily good. So trying to think of nothing but the sunlight filtering onto her face she began humming softly under her breath.


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