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The entire exchange between Sarah and the professor went completely over Damon's head. The mentions of a new recruit, some person named Cerebro, mutant activity... it was something that he couldn't pull altogether at the moment. Maybe he would ask the Professor if he could explain it.

As Sarah left the room, Damon shifted uncomfortably. The room was empty, save for the professor and himself, and he had only met the professor once. That brief moment was when he had "recruited" him, for lack of a better word. He was still rather confused as to why he had been found at all.

Sara grinned at her in understanding. "I know what ya'll mean." She said laughing. "I've had a time or two where my imagination got the better of me." She shook her head. "Nope, Tis me to and I recken about ninety-nine point nine percent of the rest of the buildin." She said as. "Me? I'm really strong." She said seeing as the fact that there were mutants here seemed to make her feel better. "My names Sara, nice to meet ya'll."

"It's a pleasure to see you again, Mrs. Fuhren," said the Professor, nodding at Sara's retreating figure and turning his attention back to Damon. Noting that the boy stood silently, eyes focused on the floor, practically hugging the wall near the door frame, Xavier sighed softly, knowing that getting this boy to talk and feel comfortable around all of them would be a quite a task.

Not impossible, of course, just difficult.

"I suppose that you are anxious as to why I sought you out and brought you to live and train here, with the X-Men." started the Professor, motioning for Damon to take a seat in the high backed chair opposite him if he so pleased. Completely ignoring the fact that he was telepath, Damon's dispostion spoke a lot, even though the boy himself said very little. He was shy, but also more then that, he was curious.

"You, like most other here, at the X-Mansion, have reached a crucial point in your lives. What with obvious mutant abilities manifesting randomly and perhaps unwanted...I believe that you'd benefit from living and training to overcome your fears and boundaries alongside those with similar backgrounds."

High on the Brotherhood living room ceiling couched the infamous Toad. His green hand was scratching his hairless chain as he stared complexly at a large, hardened pile of slime. He was, for whatever reason, trying to attach his stolen Dance Dance Revolution game to the ceiling. He had however only manged to create a pile of slime that resembled something out of a cave with a power cord hanging from it. The problem was he had used his harder, tougher slime to hold everything with and now he wasn't even sure if he could start over. Sighing he scratched his head and found an odd twig there, which he removed and was about to eat when an idea hit him.

Quickly he scampered over to the pile and smirked before he poked the hardened mass with his little twig. A snap was heard and frowning Toad saw that his twig had broken. Disappointed he popped the thing into his mouth and chewed. And that's when he heard Val and Lance near the door.

Toad stood on the ceiling and walked, upside down, over to the scene to watch. Pretending for a moment he was Spiderman Toad slid down a stream of slime, still upside down, until his was eye level with Lance and Val. "Where ya going?" he asked, bearing his yellow teeth as gravity forced him to smile.

Victoria smiled and laughed aloud when Conner mentioned that before now he assumed Bayville would be a quiet and well-behaved town. She had assumed that when she moved here of course, and from the sounds of it, nearly every other new recruit did, only to be completely floored by how things really were when living with the X-Men. Letting all that drama leave her mind for the time being, Victoria rested her right elbow on the edge of the door, and let it hover easily in the wind as they neared Bayville's shopping district.

"Yeah. Of course I know where they live," Victoria answered with a shrug. Pausing for a second, she dipped her hand down and let it flop against the side of the car as she snapped her head to the left to look at Conner.

"Why?" she asked, trying not to smile only to have it backfire big time. "What do you have planned?"

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"Out," snapped Lance, as Toad decided to make himself known by hovering down from the ceiling, as usual.

Shifting his eye contact from the blond to the Frog-Boy, lance noticed almost immediately that Toad was currently suspended in mid-air, thanks to a string of slime. Nodding his head slowly in a sort of 'whatever you say' sort of fashion, the dark haired teen had to wonder how long that stuff would be able to support his weight...

Blade looked at her, slightly surprised.
"Really?" She couldn't remember the last time someone was this nice to her. Then again, it might be because of the fact she had kept to herself for the most part over the past two years. She had done so because she was different. Genetically gifted . . . or mutant. A smile reached Blade's mouth again. "That would be nice."

Staring curiously back at Conner, Victoria raised an eyebrow and waited for him to tell her what he 'really' had planned for the Brotherhood. The bit about seeing the sights, and the people, was a flat out lie, and she knew it. She was also certain that he knew, she knew it was a lie, and that it would only be a matter of time before he told the truth. Her smiling fading only slightly, she continued to stare silently back until Conner finally snapped and gave an honest explanation.

"Ah," said Victoria, blinking again, and turning to look vaguely at the road ahead of them. "Revenge, I see. Tried that once..." pausing for only a millisecond, she carefully left off the bit about how everything went to hell when she tried to get her revenge on Toad some time ago. "...but sign me up for whatever you have planned. Sounds like fun, plus you're bound to need a second set of hands to pull this off."

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Letting the tips of his fingers rest against each other, he listened silently as Damon spoke for the first time since he had met him. He spoke of when his powers first emerged, which caused a significant amount of damage to the school he attended at the time. They had seemingly entered the venting and admission stage of their little meeting, which was a big step forward for someone like Damon.

"Although what happened at your school was unfortunate," said the Professor reassuringly. "You should not let it consume you. Your powers are a gift Damon, and learning how to control and use those powers for good is gift we all can benefit from."