THE XAVIER INSTITUTE OF HIGHER LEARNING

Mission Log #1

>>>AT ATTENTION<<<
SIM BRIEF> OVER THE PAST TWO YEARS, PROFESSOR CHARLES XAVIER BEGAN TO TEACH YOUNG MUTANTS HOW TO USE THEIR POWERS FOR THE BETTERMENT OF MANKIND. UPON CAREFUL CONSIDERATION HE DECIDED TO OPEN HIS DOORS TO A WIDER SCOPE OF MUTANTS AND OPEN THE DOORS OF HIS INSTITUTE TO THE PUBLIC. MEANWHILE, MAGNETO HAS BEGUN HIS PLANS TO STRIKE AGAINST THE HUMAN POPULATION WHICH HE BELIEVES ARE ONLY IN THE WAY OF MUTANT SUPREMACY.
>>>SIM START<<<
LOCATION> A MILE OUTSIDE OF THE ROLLING HILLS MENTAL FACILITY, UPSTATE NEW YORK
SCENE> THE X-MEN (CYCLOPS, MARVEL GIRL, STORM, AND ANGEL) ARRIVE AT THE PRESET POINT WHERE THEY WILL BEGIN THEIR MISSION TO RESCUE A YOUNG MUTANT BY THE NAME OF SYDNEY LENNOX BEING HELD THERE.
<Cyclops> ::gets out of the van and heads over to the other side, waiting for the others to get out::
<Storm> ..A nuthouse? This is where Baldy said the new mutant is? ::slides out of the back seat of the van, squinting her eyes underneath the sunglasses covering them::
<MarvelGirl> ::moves out of the fan..semi serious look on her face..as she moves towards Cyclops:: ((Have to feel sorry for the poor thing..this is where I'd be..or some place like it)) ::crosses her arms and waits for the others::
<Angel> Rolling hills... sounds more like a day spa than an asylum.
<Angel> ::steps out of the van and spreads his wings once he's a comfortable distance away from the van and everyone else::
<MarvelGirl> ::puts her arms down after pushing her hair back:: ((Just have to give her some help that those doctors can't give her..))
<Cyclops> ::nods:: Yes, she's in there. Alright, let's go over the plan again. Angel, you are going to fly over and do some recon for us, Report everything you see.
<Storm> ((Now I'll have to hide all my tools.)) ::shakes her head stiffly, her hands resting against her hips::
<Cyclops> Storm. You will provide some fog cover for the rest of us and be waiting with the van ready to pick us up.
<Cyclops> Marvel Girl and I are going to go inside the building and using her telepathy going to confuse the guards, pick up the girl and meet back outside the gate. It should be pretty simple. any questions?
<MarvelGirl> No, sir ::half smile as she waits to move::
<Angel> What if this girl really does belong here? What then?
<Cyclops> We'll figure that out when we get to it.
<MarvelGirl> The Professor wouldn't have sent us here, if he didn't think he could help her ::nods to Warren::
<Storm> ::acknowledges Cyclops with a faint nod, then shuts her eyes to concentration on generating a thick fog:: One fog coming up. ::smiles while her head is semi lowered, as she enjoys the use of her powers in such a form:: ((Cyke's getting sneaky, finally.))
<Cyclops> ::nods his head..:: Angel, you're up. ::looks to Marvel Girl:: Let's go.
<Angel> ::takes to the air as the fog descends, checks his com on the ascent::
<MarvelGirl> ::nods to Cyclops and moves off with him towards the asylum:: Storm's getting better at this ::looks around at the fog that's building::
<Cyclops> ::moves towards the asylum..sees the little guard station at the gate:: Work you magic, Marvel Girl.
<MarvelGirl> ::arches an eyebrow at Cyke's comment and shakes her head:: ((Can comment later..)) ::concentrates to make the guards see a normal situation outside..instead of her an Scott moving to get into the building::
<Cyclops> ::blasts the lock off the gate and pushes it in, continues towards the front door::
<Cyclops> +com+ How are you doing back there, Storm?
<Storm> ::relaxes momentarily as her initial job is done, then slips into the van's driver's seat, slipping the keys into the ignition:: ((They'd best haul ass.)) +com+ Ready for you guys, any time now.
<MarvelGirl> ::when they're safely out of the guard's site..she drops the former illusion..and makes one of her and Scott to make them appear as doctors:: ((This is goind well so far..))
<Angel> ::flying elliptical paths high over the hospital grounds greatly enjoying the freedom, engages his infra-red lenses after a moment once he refocuses on the mission::
<Storm> ::impatiently drums her fingers against the steering wheel::
<Cyclops> You think you can open the door without breaking it?
<MarvelGirl> ::side glances at Cyke not that pleasantly:: ((show him..)) ::focuses on the door enough to try and unlock the door::
<Cyclops> ACTION> THE DOOR OPENS INWARD, ALLOWING THEM ENTRY INSIDE THE FACILITY.
<Cyclops> Nice one. ::motions for Jean to enter first::
<MarvelGirl> ::playfully sticks her tongue out at him as she then rolls her eyes and moves inside.. trying to find a brain to pick to locate where Syd's room is exactly::
ACTION> THE FRONT DESK CLERK LOOKS UP FROM HIS... DESK
<Angel> ((If my mutation were different, then would I feel the same way about being a mutant?))
<Clerk> May I help you?
<MarvelGirl> ((Oh well he'll do)) Yes..we're here to examine Sydney Lennox ::still holding \the doctor illusion on them both::
<Storm> ((I could've helped on the inside.)) ::now leans against the steering wheel:: ((But Baldy gets mad when I break into places.))
<Clerk> ..for what?
<MarvelGirl> {{Ugg..they get so questiony}} ::using her powers to make him hear what she describes:: Well for you..we're just going to say that Sydney needs a monthly check up..and you're going to be just fine with that and tell us where her room is
<Clerk> Oh yes.. that. ::pulls out a set of keys and begins towards a hallway:: Follow me.
<MarvelGirl> Thank you ::shakes her head motions for Scott to move..like he did earlier:: {{Feel like I have to do everything}} ::smirks::
<Cyclops> ::follows the clerk:: ((You'll live.))
<Storm> ::goes back to drumming her fingers:: +com+ This fog isn't going to last all night.
ACTION> THE GUARD AT THE GATE MOVES TOWARDS THE VAN
<MarvelGirl> {{Yes..manage to hold things together}} ::does the sliding her nails on what would be her shirt collar and walks after the clerk::
<Clerk> ::looks back:: What? Oh yeah the fog.. that's weird.
<Clerk> ::reaches "room" #13 A, puts the key into the door and unlocks it, moves aside for Cyke and Marvel Girl to enter::
<Guard> ::motions for Storm to roll down her window::
<MarvelGirl> Thank you..you can go back to your desk now..and not give us anymore problems ::nods and slips into the room::
<Storm> ((Ooops.)) ::rolls down the window, forcing a friendly smile to cross her face:: Well good evening, officer.
<Guard> ::smirks:: No I'm not an officer.. was just wonder What's a fine young sistah like you doin' out here so late?
<Clerk> ::nods his head and returns to his desk::
<Storm> ...Me? I'm just waiting to exhale, baby. ::returns the expression:: ((Moron.))
<Sydney> ::She sits quietly against the wall, her long black hair is pulled away from her face in a stiff black braid.:: ... ::Mutely acknowledges the doctors by looking at them for a long pause.:: ... The medication isn't working... I still see them. ::Her voice is dry, tried, and listless.:: I'm getting tried of taking them....
<Cyclops> ::enters the room, nods to Sydney::
<MarvelGirl> ::closes the door once Scott walks in:: Well..we hope to help you out a bit more ::drops the doctor illusion:: {{Leader man, you can take it from here..you're so much better at the recruition speeches}}
<Cyclops> ((I don't think the recruition speech will work very well in this case Jean..))
<Storm> Now if you'll excuse me..I'm waiting on my *big* boyfriend to come back. ::moves her hand over the window control panel::
<Guard> Aww you seein' someone..? that's too bad. But hey if you want me I could join ya'll after I get out.
<MarvelGirl> {{Good point..}} ::moves towards Styxie..trying to look more open than hostile:: We're here to take you to a school..instead of a mental ward ::looks around:: that can help you control the voices
<Sydney> They threatened me with shock therapy... ::Her voice trails off.:: .... Who are you....
<Storm> Um..I'll pass. Thanks anyways. ::presses the button to roll up the window::
<Sydney> ::She reaches for a pillow, but whinces, thinking better of it.:: A school?
<Guard> You're loss.. ::moves back to his guard station::
<MarvelGirl> ::nods:: Yes..we're the X-men..::looks at Scott with a half smile and back to Syd:: Sounds a bit lame, I know..but yep..there's a school out there..run by a Professor Charles Xavier..hint the X..that's made especially for helping people like us
ACTION> THE FOG BEGINS TO LIFT.. ANGEL CAN SEE SOME GUARDS WALKING INSIDE THE FACILITY
<Storm> ((And people call muties freaks..)) ::wrinkles her nose:: So tempted to make it rain on him.
<Sydney> ... I'd get out of here? ::Stands quietly.::
<Angel> +com+ You guys've got company.
ACTION> SYDNEY IS STILL A BIT WOOZY FROM THE DRUGS AND HAS A TOUGH TIME STANDING UP.
<Storm> +com+ Fog is lifting guys..And I'm too spent to make another. Haul ass. ::frowns::
<MarvelGirl> ::nods:: Yes..and we'd take you to the School..you'd learn to control the voices..get an education..and help us..::blinks and moves to help Syd stand:: You ok?
<Sydney> ::Clutches to the wall, closing her eyes tightly.:: You're not dead... right? ::Shakes her head.::
<MarvelGirl> No..very much alive..but we could be dead ::hearing Scott's com:: if we don't get out of here..so you up to it?
<Cyclops> ::looks to Sydney, then back to Jean:: I'm gonna have to carry her. ..Unless you mind, Sydney?
<Sydney> I wanna get out of here... ::nods::
<MarvelGirl> Ok then ::Helps her move towards Scott:: Keep me in front..I'll ..deflect ::small smile::
<Storm> ::starts up the van, eyeing the facility in front of her::
<Cyclops> Alright then. ::hefts Sydney into his arms, and exits the room:: +com+ Angel, as soon as you see us make it out, head back to the redevous point.
<MarvelGirl> {{We're coming Storm}} ::after she helps Syd get to Scott..moves out of the room infront of them::
<Sydney> I'm sorry... ::Whispers quietly.:: I don't like making this diffcult... ::They're not exactly sure if she's addressing them.::
ACTION> THEY CAN SEE GUARDS COMING THROUGH THE HALL TOWARDS THEM.
<Cyclops> It's not your fault, Sydney.
<Storm> ::slides in the Mission Impossible cd from the confines of her jacket:: ((Heh. Nothing like setting the mood.)) ::grins with anticipation, pulling closer to the ward::
ACTION> THE GUARDS AREN'T REALLY ARMED WITH GUNS OR ANYTHING.. JUST BILLY CLUBS AND TAZERS.. NOT LIKE IT MATTERS
<MarvelGirl> ((Ooh fun..)) Excuse me gentlemen..if you could just let us through! ::tries to split the guards and push them against the wall..red sea like::
<Cyclops> Just bowl right through them, Marvel Girl. Good.
ACTION> THE GUARDS ARE SPLIT DOWN THE MIDDLE, FIGUREATIVELY, AS CYKE, MG, AND SYDNEY MAKE THEIR WAY TO AND OUT THE FRONT DOOR
<MarvelGirl> Thank you..excuse me ::keeping them pinned against the wall as she moves faster out the door and gets to the van..opening it up so Scott and Syd can get in::
<Sydney> ::Closes her eyes tightly and covers her ears, trying to block her senses to what's going around around her.::
<Cyclops> ::sets sydney down in the van, fastens her seatbelt and then his own:: +com+ Hurry it up, Angel.
ACTION> SIRENS CAN BE HEARD IN THE DISTANCE
<Angel> ::flies down, landing on the roof of the van, and climbs in the back:: The sirens signal the closure of another successful mission, I presume?
<MarvelGirl> ::hops into the van..and closes the door:: Move it, Storm ::sits hereself down::
<Cyclops> ::smirks:: Of course.
<Sydney> ::Settles in the van, peering at Storm and Angel.:: ((Can't be ghosts...))
<Storm> ::puts the pedal to the metal::
>>>SCENE CHANGE<<<
LOCATION> THE XAVIER INSTITUTE, WESTCHESTER, NEW YORK
SCENE> THE VAN HOLDING THE NEW INSTITUTE RECRUITS (BOBBY, ETHAN, JASON, AND KATHERINE) ARRIVE AT THE FRONT DOOR OF THE XAVIER MANSION
TIME> 3:45 PM
<Driver> This is it, the old Xavier place. ::shuts off the engine and moves towards the back of the van to help them with their bags::
<Ororo> ::sits on the couch in the living room, wearing a plain light green dress, somewhat annoyed:: So we had to get dressed up for four more people to come in on our turf?
<Katherine> ::Hops out of the van, grabbing lots of bags full of her clothing:: ((I hope this was the right choice...)) ::takes a deep breath, glancing at more of her bags::
<Bobby> ::gets out of the van, stretching and looking at the place:: Old, hey? Geez, I'd hate to see the newer places around here.
<Driver> ::picks up bags and sets them near the stairs::
<Jason> :::Jumps out of the van, carrying a duffel bag::: Same here.
<Jean> ::wearing kahki pants and a poloish white shirt:: Because..you do silly stuff like that on occasions like this? ::shrugs and looks over to Ro as she sits in recliner::
<Katherine> ::Brought a little more than she could carry:: This place is beautiful... ::A bright smile as she stood to the side and waited for Scott to lead them in::
<Sydney> ::Sits in a liliac colored dress, her hair in a loose braid now as she sits in a chair in the living room, looking around with a wide eyed expression.::
<Ethan> ::Moves to get out of the van, looking around at the building and frowning slightly as he looks at his bags:: ((Geez..it feels weird to not have that much stuff..)) ::Looks at the Mansion:: ((Especially, when I'm going to be staying here..)) ::Scowls, looking at the others and not really saying anything, as he moves to pick up his rather heavy looking bags::
<Scott> "Our turf"? We gonna have to have a rumble later? ::smirks::
<Ororo> I guess. First thing they're going to ask is "Dude, did you dye your hair that color on purpose?". ::rolls her eyes at the thought:: I can't believe Bald--..Xavier let us spend his cash on clothes.
<Jean> ::laughs and pushes her hair back:: That should be a sight
<Katherine> ::Clad in some khaki shorts and a blue tank top and matching slide ins, hair pulled up:: So like...do I get my own bathroom or what?
<Warren> ::wearing a blue sweater and navy slacks with black loafers and a silver rolex:: We all knew when we signed on that this place wasn't going to stay empty forever. ::sitting in an armchair in the lr, picks at a stray piece of lint::
<Jean> Well you can have my clothes fund, Ro..I think you've bought more clothes since you've gotten here..than I've bought in my entire life
<Bobby> ::looks around at the others, then rings the doorbell:: ((Hope this isn't a big mistake...))
<Jason> :::Wearing an ODU t-shirt and bluejeans, nods to Ethan, extending his hand::: Jason Harris. And you are?
<Jean> Ah..think they're here ::pushes herself up..using Scott..since they were sharing the recliner space..then moves towards the door::
<Sydney> ::Looks a little embrassed, staring at her feet.::
<Ororo> Heh. Try doing without for almost 5 years. ::shrugs faintly:: I'm fine as long as none of them work my nerves.
<Scott> ::stands up after Jean:: Let's go meet them, shall we?
<Ethan> ::Glances over at the others' clothing, then glances down at his leather pants and leather jacket:: ((...Great. Not exactly going to fit in, now am I? Not that I really care.)) ::Eyes Jason for a minute, before slowly taking his hand and shaking it:: Ethan. ::Glances back at the Mansion door::
<Katherine> ::Holding her crap load of bags she moves in behind Bobby a couple of feet away, waiting for someone to open the door tapping her foot against the ground silently::
<Jean> Oh...lets ::smiles and opens the door..and waves to Bobby:: You want?
<Warren> I think they'll be more intimidated if we all mob them at the front door. ::continues sitting, brings one leg up on the other and adopts a leasurely pose::
<Bobby> ::turns around to Kat:: Uh, you want me to take a few of those? ::turns to Jean:: Hi there.
<Ororo> ::stands up, quickly straightening the dress:: ((Let's see what we've got.)) ::moves to the leg of the couch to get a better look::
<Katherine> ::The bags that are over her shoulder fall straight to the ground through her shoulder and arm as she takes a step on the porch:: Could you...please? ::Deep breaths looking at her fallen bags::
<Jean> ((well that one didn't work..)) ::smiles and opens the door..and moving back so they can bring stuff in:: Hello..nice load of stuff there ::smiles to Katherine and pulls some of the bags inside using her TK::
<Scott> ::moves to pick up whatever bags were left and puts them inside, near the stairs::
<Sydney> ::Looks nervously at Orono and Warren.:: ... ::Looks like she's about to say something but turns away. Her hands in her lap clutch together.::
<Katherine> ::Smiles lightly:: I went on a shopping spree... ::Laughs lightly and nods to Jean and Ororo and Warren:: Thanks..
<Bobby> ::watches the bags float in and takes a few steps inside:: Wow, this is better than valet service! ::looks around::
<Ororo> ::glances over at Syd, squinting her eyes for a moment, then looking back at the newcomers:: ((She seems pretty quiet. Isn't that the ones they always warn you about?))
<Jean> I'm just a resourceful gal ::nods to Bobby and moves out onto the porch and looks to Jason and Ethan:: You two need some help?
<Jason> :::Looks to Jean, then shakes his head, slinging his duffel over his shoulder::: No thanks, miss. But I appreciate the offer.
<Katherine> ::Nods to Bobby:: Oh thanks again... ::Smiles to him before looking around the large place after stepping in:: Oh boy... ::Blinks:: ((Five bucks says I get lost....))
<Jean> Ohh..no miss. I'm Jean ::smiles:: and it's no problem
<Ethan> ::Narrows his eyes, watching the objects to start to float:: ((..Great. A show off.)) No..I'm fine. ::Moves towards the door, with his duffel and suitcase::
<Sydney> ((... Am I the only one... that's...))
<Jason> :::Nods, extending his hand::: Jason Harris. Nice to meet such friendly people.
<Warren> ::once people starts filing into the foyer, stands, straightens his slacks, and exits the living room to greet them::
<Ororo> ::scans the crowd:: ((Wonder where Baldy is. Since these are *his* new students.)) ::makes a faint wave at the newcomers, still watching them::
<Jean> ::nods:: ((He's real bright and cheery)) ::smiles to Jason as he extneds his hand..takes it and shakes it firmly:: Nice to have you here, too. We've been waiting ::lets go and starts to move towards the house with him::
<Scott> ::nods to the group:: Scott.
<Sydney> ::Stares blankly for a moment, then pulls her gaze to her holded hands.::
<Jason> :::Follows Jean, looking a bit in awe::: Place looks huge from down here. Even ODU didn't seem like this the first time.
<Katherine> ::Blinks at Warren and nods silently before she goes to grab most of her bags again, tossing them over her shoulders and following the others::
<Jean> ODU? And yeah..it's pretty big..you do eventually get used to it...after a while ::nods and motions for him to walk inside the door::
<Professor Xavier> ::enters in his wheelchair:: I thought I sensed you all coming. ::smiles warmly at the new recruits:
<Ororo> ::glances back to Syd, forcing a faint smile:: Want a pop from the fridge?
<Ethan> ::Just gives the others a slight nod, as he moves to enter the house, eyeing them very cautiously, before turning to look towards Xavier::
<Katherine> ::Blinks at Xaviers, offering her brightest smile:: Hello sir... ::waves::
<Sydney> Please? ::Her voice is quiet.:: Thank you.
<Bobby> ::looks around at everyone:: I'm Bobby Drake. Nice to meet you all. ::stops for a second at Jean, noticing her hair:: ((Ooh, a redhead! Bet she's quite the fiery one, hehe))
<Professor X> It's nice to see you all again.
<Sydney> ::Glances up to Xavier and nods very briefly.::
<Jason> :::Nods in respect to Xavier::: Pleasure to be here, sir. ((Especially after my losses as of late.))
<Bobby> ::turns to Xavier:: Oh, hello sir. Thanks again for the invite, you've got quite the pad here, I must say! ::grins::
<Jean> ::sees everyone in..closes the door and moves to stand by Xavier..waving the the bunch as a whole::
<Ororo> What kind? ::moves to the door leading into the kitchen::
<Katherine> So...tell me...what're the malls around here? ::question stated to Jean or Xavier::
<Sydney> .. Grape, please?
<Jean> Uhmm..they're good ::nods and shrugs..looking down to Xavier and then back to Katherine::
<Sydney> ::Swallows and stands up, walking towards the froyer, not saying anything, her hands clasped in front of her.::
<Warren> ::stands apart from the crowd with a haughty air, hands in pockets examing the new recruits::
<Ororo> ::nods slipping into the kitchen, and re-appearing a moment later with a vanillia coke and a grape soda:: You're in luck. It's the last one. ::hands the soda to Syd, then moves back to her spot on the couch:: ((She seems pretty shy.))
<Professor X> Please, make yourselves at home, we can get to all the housekeeping such as picking rooms later.
<Ethan> ::Nods, slightly, eyeing the Professor, calmly, before glancing around slightly::
<Sydney> ::Smiles to Orono.:: Thank you, very much. ::Turns to the others.::
<Katherine> ::Stares a moment at Jean and then she looks the Professor:: What do we need to do with our bags?
<Jason> :::Drops his bag on the floor::: Home away from home...how nice.
<Jean> Uhmm..can haul them over to the stairs? If we're not setting up rooms ::nods::
<Ororo> ((No comments on the hair. Damn, that's a surprise.)) ::pops open her can and takes a sip, her eyes watching the new recruits once more:: ((The girl looks a little..young. Must be smart or something.))
<Katherine> ::Nods and goes to start hauling her 10 or 15 bags of clothing towards the stairs:: Okay... ::Smiles::
<Professor X> You can leave them by the stairs. I would like us all to sit down and get to know each other in the living room.
<Jean> {{You going back to do something?}} ::looks towards the Professor::
<Sydney> ::Fummbles with her drink for a moment, then opens it on her own. She has a small smile on her features, almost proud of herself for opening up on her own.:: ((I haven't been able to have a soda like this for the longest time!))
<Ethan> ...Right. ::looks slightly, uncomfortable, moving towards the Professor:: Uh..look, I owe you for this, big time, Professor..but I'm not exactly a people person..
<Jason> :::Picks up his bag, slinging it over his shoulder again, then moves it over to the stairs:::
<ProfessorX> ::looks to Ethan:: I would like it if you all would join us in the meet and greet. But there is no pressure to.
<Katherine> ::Finishes moving her bags, going back to grab her 6 boxes of shoes:: ((Maybe I brought too much stuff...))
<Jean> Well ::looks to Ethan:: If you don't want to hang out with us..you're awlays free to take a personal tour of the school..if you get lost..just yell..we should find you ::warm smile::
<Professor X> ::moves into the LR::
<Ororo> ::glances at the Professor for a split second::
<Jason> :::Walks into the living room, standing up til everyone else is seated:::
<Sydney> ::Follows everyone into the living room, quietly taking a seat on a chair.::
<Ethan> ::Scowls, slightly:: ..Fine, I'll stick around for it..just don't expect me to say much..or play any stupid games, like I've had some of my Professors try to do..::Watches him go into the Living Room, for a minute:: ...Can't really see you as the type for the dumb games, anyways..::Frowns, and moves to set his bags down, near the stairs::
<Warren> ::follows the professor into the lr::
<Jean> ::Moves over to Warren to move into the livingroom:: {{So..what's your thoughts on them?}}
<Scott> ::looks to Jean:: ((This is gonna get interesting, to say the least.)) ::moves into the living room and takes a seat::
<Bobby> ::enters the LR, waving weakly at the new ppl::
<Jean> ::waves back to Bobby..nods to Scott:: {{Save my half..w/ all the people..I'm definetly reclaiming it}}
<Katherine> ::Still setting the last of her shoes down, before she finally moved into the living room silently before leaning against the side wall, letting her eyes linger on everyone else::
<Warren> ((It's too soon to tell. They're all on their best behavior right now.))
<Jean> {{Not all of them..}} ::sends a glance towards Ethan and smiles to Warren before moving towards Scott's seat::
<Ororo> ::toys with one of her wire picks, all the while keeping an eye on them:: ((Still the token member too.))
<Ethan> ::moves to slowly head into the living room, moving to sit somewhat away from the others, his arms crossed::
<Sydney> ::Glances at Ethan, puzzeled, almost shocked he spoke like he did. Then turns her gaze away.::
<Jason> :::Pulls a yo-yo out of his pants pocket, doing tricks with it as he waits:::
<Jean> ::sits on the arm of the chair Scott's in and looks around:: Uhmm..::Looks to Jason:: You never answered me what ODU was exactly
<Jason> :::Looks away from his yo-yo for a second::: Old Dominion University, down in Virginia.
<Katherine> ::Twirls a finger through her hair, silently looking at the others:: ... ((Ooo boy...this is going to be interesting...))
<Jean> Oh..and you picked up a shirt and everything ::nods and smirks:: have a major picked out?
<Ororo> ::glances over at Jason curiously:: ((Isnt he a sort of old, to be here?))
<Jason> :::Smiles slightly::: I was hoping to major in history, become a teacher....:::Looks away, in a lower voice:::...my parents didn't like that.
<Katherine> ::Picturing herself talking on the phone to her friends in her room before she sighs:: ((I miss home already....)) ::takes a deep breath, feeling a tad sick::
<Jean> Well..I think it's cool..I had some nice history teachers in High School ((Small talk is never really that easy..)) ::trying not to be seen..pokes the silent Scott::
<Ethan> ::Looks across the room, eyeing the others up from behind his shades warily::
<Professor X> ::smiles as he sees the group talking and taking to each other:: If you all would excuse me.. I have some other business to attend to. I should be back shortly to help get you all settled in.
<Katherine> ::Blinks at the Professor and then shifts against the wall, taking a deep breat::
<Warren> ((That was rather... abrupt.)) ::watches the prof wheel away::
<Jean> ::waves to the Professor and once he's gone:: So..you can all act more like your normal selfs now ::smirks:: ((Give up on Scott..maybe all the new ppl shocked him into a coma))
<Ororo> ::sighs, leaning against the couch, after taking a sip of her soda and setting it on the table beside her:: So new people..Talk.
<Jason> :::Looks like a deer in headlights::: This isn't an interrogation or something, is it?
<Scott> ::watches the Professor leave, raises an eyebrow:: ((Business?)) ::looks to Jean:: huhwha-? Sorry I kinda spaced.
<Jean> No ::smiles to Jason:: .we've been talking to each other for the longest time..we need new conversation
<Jean> {{Obviously..have to invite me to visit whatever world you go off into sometime}} ::smiles down at him..since she's sittin up on the arm of the chair::
<Sydney> ::Looks a bit panicked, her gaze darting about.::
<Katherine> ::Taps her foot on the floor, letting her arms fold over her stomach:: ((What to talk about...what to talk about...))
<Warren> ::idly glances at his watch::
<Jean> Oh you all..::blinks..lookin gup to Syd..feeling her discomfort:: Don't think you've met Sydney..she's a bit shy..she just got here last night
<Bobby> So... yeah. How 'bout those Mets? ::grins weakly::
<Scott> ((You wouldn't like it there..))
<Ororo> ::Glances over at Scott:: Don't we have training to do? ((Can't believe I'm actually saying that.))
<Katherine> ::Glances at Bobby:: ((Ha...ha...)) ::Stops laugh abruptly in her head lofting a brow before looking to the others:: Umm...is there a bathroom somewhere around here?
<Jean> {{Warren..it wouldn't like..kill you to talk? I mean..even if it did..I mean...we'd give you a nice funeral}} ::smirks at him before giving Scott a "quit angsting" look::
<Warren> ::glances in scott and jean's direction:: ((This is going over about as well as white after Labor Day.))
<Ethan> ::Quietly:: D-Backs can take them, anyday.
<Sydney> ((Be still... they're not mean.)) ::Whispers softly.:: Hello...
<Jason> :::Smirks::: Bah, I say you're both wrong. Mariners, all the way.
<Scott> ::taken aback:: You, asking for a training?
<Ethan> They fell on their faces in the playoffs, good season or not. ::glances around the room, eyeing the various things in it::
<Jean> ::gives Warren a slight look and stands up:: You guys can go wander around..it's ok..don't have to actually stay in here and talk..I'm gonna go grab a drink..and show Katherine where the bathroom is ::nods and moves towards Katherine::
<Ororo> ((Well the S isnt for subtle.)) I'm pretty sure that's what I said..
<Bobby> ::shrugs:: Yeah, probably. Not a big fan anyway.
<Katherine> ::Smiles at Jean laughing nervously:: Thanks...I don't feel so good... ::Moves with Jean now, out of the living room::
<Jason> :::Looks to Ethan::: I have my confidence in them. They will conquer....or I lose the bet with my college buddies.
<Jean> It's ok..and Katherine..that's a lot to spit out..you don't have a nick name or something? ::points to where the bathroom is::
<Warren> That's not actually not a bad idea. A little display of our abilities might help to break the tension.
<Scott> ::smirks:: Alright then.. sounds like a plan. ::stands up::
<Katherine> ::Looks at where the bathroom is before looking to Jean:: Kitty... ::offers her a small smile::
<Jean> Ok then ::smiles back and waves as she heads to the kitchen::
<Ororo> ::drains the rest of her soda, and then follows Scott:: What about the new kids?
<Katherine> ::Heads into the bathroom, shutting the door and locking it before moving to the mirror:: Oh gosh...this is so new... ::closes her eyes::
<Warren> <<We gotta do something, heh, and it's better than an icebreaker!>>
<Scott> They can come watch. If you all would follow me, I would like to show you all something. ((Jean, take the stragglers down when you're done, we're gonna show them the Danger room))
<Jean> {{Scott..what in the hell are you doing?}} ::opens the fridge and pulls out a bottle of water::
<Scott> ::moves towards the elevator, pushes the button for it to open::
<Ororo> ::shrugs, following beside Scott:: ((This'll be interesting.))
<Katherine> ::Runs water over her face and takes a breath before she heads out of the bathroom to look around:: Hmm...
<Ethan> We'll see..they can't take Schilling or Johnson, I guarantee it. ::Looks around, and then glances at where Scott was a moment ago, frowning slightly:: ((..."Training", Huh? Great..not sure I like the sounds of this..))
<Scott> Here we go..
>>>EPILOGUE START<<<
LOCATION> MAGNETO'S SAVAGE LAND, ANTARCTICA
<SCENE> MAGNETO SITS IN THE MEETING ROOM AT THE HEAD OF THE TABLE, WAITING FOR THE BROTHERHOOD TO FILE IN AND TAKE THEIR SEATS
<Magneto> ::Waits patiently for the members to come in, his fingers drums lightly against the table. His cold gaze fixed firmly on them.::
<ScarletWitch> ::allready sitting in her seat in costume..her legs crossed and her hands in her lap::
<Pyro> ::enters the room, quickly taking far away from Magneto::
<Rogue> ::nervously wringing her gloved hands, sits as far away from both Pyro and Magneto as she can, hunching slightly in her seat as if trying to disappear into the woodwork::
<Mastermind> ::staggers into the room, his shirt's on backwards as though he were hastily dressing, look of contentment upon his face, takes the seat across from wanda::
<ScarletWitch> ::makes a slightly disgusted face at Mastermind and then shakes her head:: ((Oh lord..))
<Polaris> ::sits in the chair beside Magneto, her eyes downcast as usual::
<Mastermind> ::blows wanda a kiss:: Good to see you again, luv.
<Magneto> ::Throws a sharp glare at Mastermind.:: I trust that we're all here?
<ScarletWitch> ::shakes her head and ignores the comment:: ((Arrogant oaf..))
<Polaris> ::tilts her head up at Magneto, refusing to make true eye contact, and silently nods her head::
<Rogue> ::glances sideways towards Mags:: ((...doesn't even care when his own son ain't here...)) ::frowns at her hands, picking at her gloves::
<Mastermind> ::pretends not to notice the glare:: ((Someone got up on the wrong side of the lair, this morning...))
<ScarletWitch> I think we're missing, Toad ((..not that that's a bad thing..)) ::looking to Magneto::
<Magneto> ::Nods, folding his arms as he waits.:: I noticed.
<Pyro> ::eyes Rogue for a second, then nods to Magneto::
<Polaris> ::hugs herself while staring at the floor:: ((He's probably angry again..))
<Toad> ::moves to file into the meeting room, smoking a cigarette and grinning:: Sorry I'm late.
<ScarletWitch> ::looks towards Toad..and then begins examining her nails:: ((Yes..he's going to be sorry in a moment..Magneto hates it when he comes in late))
<Pyro> ::manipulates the flame on Toad's cig into a finger that 'tsk tsk tsk's at him while wiggling his own finger::
<Rogue> ::staring at the tabletop in front of her, semi-tuning out everyone around her::
<Magneto> I imagine that you've been keeping up with current events. If not you know someone who is?
<Mastermind> ::images a mechanical monkey in a fez and vest with cymbols that marches acrosses the desk in front of rogue::
<ScarletWitch> ::Nods to Magneto::
<Polaris> Yessirofcoursesir..::mumbles out quickly::
<Rogue> ::flinches slightly, blinking as her gaze refocuses on the monkey:: ... ::glares in Mastermind's direction::
<Magneto> ::Doesn't even pause in his speech, using his powers to cut the flow from Mastermind.:: Again, the US government has proven it's lack of conscious; they plan to strike against their own people. According to reports the government plans to do an 'investigation' on the 'new' Mutant Threat.
<Mastermind> ::passes out on the table then (?) ::
<Polaris> ::twitches momentarily at the use of his power:: ((Felt it, again..))
<Magneto> I'm hardly surprised, knowing the government's hypocritical track record when dealing other minorities. ::His tone is grim.:: However we will not allow Homo superior to be brushed aside. ::Lets go of Mastermind, hardly long enough to pass him out.::
<Rogue> ::discovers a tiny hole in the seam of one glove, and fusses with it obsessively::
<ScarletWitch> ((Why doesn't Magneto just buy a pack of duracels..and let poor Polaris be)) ::listening..but notes Polaris's discomfort::
<Pyro> ::nods to Magneto:: ((Wonder what he's got planned?))
<Polaris> ((He's going to make us kill more people. And I'm beginning to care less about it.)) ::moves her hands to the edge of the table, and plants her feet firmly against the legs of the chair::
<Mastermind> ::clutches his head as the blood flow returns to normal causing him a throbbing headache:: ((Fucking bastard thinks he so goddamned important... maybe if he were getting laid regularly he'd lightened up....))
<Rogue> ::swallows, putting her hands back in her lap and returning her attention to the tabletop::
<Magneto> In other countries, the former Soviet Union, China, Germany, and in England; we are being prossuced and used by Humankind. Too long have we been abused and our resources being stolen from us, or existance has become taboo. ::Pauses then speaks to Polaris in a low voice.:: Lorna, if you wish, please sit some distance from me.
<ScarletWitch> ::blinks and watches Lorna and Magneto::
<Magneto> ::He turns to the group.:: By finding out what the US is doing with be the first strike to claiming what is ours! I'm planning to 'question' someone rather embedded in with the US's plan against the Mutant Threat. While our organization has known about this plan and the gentlemen in question, we have not been able to carry out any actions due to the lack of resources or people.
<Polaris> ::hastily does so, moving quite a bit away from him:: ((Away, closer, away, closer..))
<Rogue> ((Ah hope Ah don't have to go... Ah can't... won't use my powers for him or anyone, again...)) ::visibly on edge::
<Magneto> ::He merely glances at Rogue.:: We now are able to do so, at 'their' whim of course. ::There's a hint of steel to his voice.::
<Mastermind> Are you done with the fancy monologue, boss? Cause I'm anxious to get down to business... been cooped up here too long...
<ScarletWitch> ::shakes her head at Mastermind and tosses her hair back behind her shoulder::
<Magneto> Subtle, aren't you? ::He looks at them all.:: Do we have any questions?
<ScarletWitch> None, Sir ::moves her hands up and crosses her arms over her chest::
<Rogue> ((wish Momma would say we could leave this place, already... then we could go back to doin' things our way...))
<Mastermind> ::to wanda:: Oh, don't be like that, luv. You know you like the mayhem, the chaos, the destruction as much as I do... even if you won't admit it to me, admit it to yourself.
<Mastermind> I'm getting a stiffy just thinking about it. ::smirks::
<Polaris> ::turns her gaze towards the exit door:: ((I wonder if he's going to make me stay again..It seems like I'm only allowed to go where he does. Or where he tells me to go.))
<Rogue> ::startled out of her introspective reverie, grimaces slightly and glances toward Mastermind again:: ((He is so... gross...))
<ScarletWitch> ::shakes her head:: You are disgusting, Matersmind
<Mastermind> And that's why you love me. ::grins and casts an unsettling gaze on wanda::
<Magneto> You all excused then... Polaris, you are free to go as well. ::He turns to leave the room.::
>>>SIM END<<<