Post by Zoken on Jun 4, 2004 23:02:01 GMT -5
a taxi pulled up outside the gates, and a young boy with olive skin stepped out. he slung a large duffle bag easily over his shoulder. and then paid that cabbie. as the cabbie drove away he looked at the tall gates to the Xavier Institute. he actually chuckled. he lightly tossed his duffle over the fence, and then he himself, leapt clear over the fence and landed easily on the other side. he looked behind him at the gate and chuckled again. he picked up his bag and walked up the path to the front door. he knocked loudly three time, hoping he was heard.
