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And Jacen was torn. He liked beating imaginary foes to imaginary pulps, but he also now felt an obligation to go with the new girl. He pondered this while Christian and Kerrigan battled with wit and cleverness. “Where do they print expiration dates for jokes?” He asked, Confused as usual with American humor. The milk he could understand, that stuff was so processed it turned to butter in a week. And he had legitimately thought it was butter one time while making toast. Not a good experience.

His eyes took on a saddened look as Megan pointed out something he hadn’t even realized. “Aw, I’m sorry you can’t go with us. We’ll bring you back one of those latin cinnamon-stick things.” He said, flashing the clawed girl a sympathetic smile.

“Hey Maddy.” He said, looking over as an arm set itself on his shoulder and was quickly removed. Jacen stood up, spinning on his palm off the bench and stretching an arm to his side. “Cool-legumes*, I guess anybody who wants in on a trip to the rumor-mall is free to join.“ He shrugged, before bounding over to catch up to step with Lorelle.

Jacen didn’t like driving. Driving didn’t really like him either judging by the test he had taken with Scott when he had turned 18. Either way, he was happy Lorelle was driving.

“So what are you going to buy?” He asked the girl as they walked into the garage, continuing to follow the girl to whatever car she was taking. A glance to the open garage door made him squint. He could’ve sworn he saw something all blurry-like heading out the gates.

“Either way I’m going to the puppy-store at some point.”

///*Jacen-speak for 'cool-beans'

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Name: Ƞarcissa "Cissa" Ƚucania
Team: Ѻmega
Location: Library - Then Outside DR
Thinking: How did Kerrigan know I was feeling violent?.




“Or losing your foot.”, Narcissa agreed with Dom, azure eyes glittering with unspoken amusement. His eyes widened and the blonds’ grin only widened, exposing pearly white teeth for a short moment. Dom was almost as entertaining as Aren… If only, because his cheeks took on an ever so faint particular shade of pink that she was growing infinitely fond of.

The woman did not all miss Aren’s response to what she’d said about her jaw unhinging—And rather than reply, she simply snapped her teeth at him challengingly, letting them snap together with an audible click. She remained still as he kissed her cheek…Giving him no outward response that felt one way or the other about it. Though she did laugh, when again Aren brought up Dom not returning her ever so, un-subtle teasing… “Yes Dom—I think you do owe me a kiss. Be prepared, I will collect.”

She didn’t have to speak whatever language it was that Dom spoke to know what ”Jezus Krist-“ meant. The sun goddess bit her tongue, refusing to say what incredibly witty comment had come to mind on the grounds that she did not openly discuss religion with her team members. The last thing she needed Emma chewing her out for, was by indirectly insulting someone’s God.

Not to say that she hadn’t before…But it was usually extenuating circumstances that brought such a thing up. There was no person more…difficult, than a bible thumper.

“You sure about that brain thing? Your grade in Algebra suggests otherwise.”, Narcissa returned to the Slovenian man without missing a beat. Narcissa was…Aware that Dom had a certain disposition, but would never bring it up. Why? Because she only knew from his file… Something that she read cover to cover for all of her little young bloods.

Just in case.

Chuckling when her throne spoke his hopes that he wouldn’t be included in their threesome, she picked her comm back up again after Lillian spoke—Her silvery laughter ringing. “It’s a deal, love. Do you take cash, plastic—Check, money order? Though, you might want to make it a foursome… I heard from a little bird that Dice wants a piece of tail too.”

“The little bird also told me that he likes to play hard to get. So be sure to sneak-attack him in front of as many people as possible in the cafeteria.”

She raised a brow when Aren decided he needed to teach her a lesson, her aristocratic features smoothing into perfect alabaster—Seeming to suddenly sober, and become serious as a judge in her courtroom. “Privately? Why do you need me to see you privately to demand that I cook barefoot into the kitchen and bring you Doritos?”

Narcissa had deliberately ignored the true innuendo of the comment, chuckling when the native mentioned that he could handle them both. While he flirted like a champ… She had serious doubts that he could handle himself—Let alone two women. It was just common sense. He was younger, and therefore the inexperienced child. All tease, and no follow-through. And that was that.

Hearing ‘Scooter the Pooter’, Narcissa mouthed the words, unable to believe that the word ‘Pooter’ had ever come from a nineteen year old man. Who for the most part, walked around, acting as if he was a world renowned porn star. She recovered quickly though, blue eyes glittering when he stated that he preferred Iago… “But… Sacajawea is so much more fun to say.”

Tilting her head towards Dom, she grinned impishly—Fully aware that for the most part the size shifter had been joking. “Prepare for an a**-kicking. Tiny, formerly known as Sacajawea will have an aneurysm after I have his first name changed to that on his school ID.”

She grinned cheekily when told that she was indeed, damn distracting—Not at all minding the deadpan look she was given. Her expression shifted again, becoming that dangerous vixen that should rightly be feared as Aren mentioned that they could be worse… “Yes. We could be much worse. We’re all still fully dressed aren’t we?”

Her mood changed again, when Isabella was brought up…A small frown moving over her lips. She’d felt for a long time that eventually…The goody-two shoes little bint would try to do something more…Aggressive to protect her SPED’s… But she hadn’t thought the sound manipulator would break so soon. “I wouldn’t worry for Gideon. They’re all…Romeo and Juliette. And he’s made of adamantium. His block, will remain intact I’m sure.”

Narcissa still stood by her initial assessment. Let the Alpha come. The Omega leader would bring her back down to earth—Hard.

The Red Queen smirked in her former throne’s direction when he acquiesced to her demands, agreeing to get some work done. She tossed her hair behind her shoulder flippantly, causing it to glitter as it fell…As if filled with it’s own light. “Of course I win. That you're just now figuring that out offends me.”

Dom’s expression of discontent made a laugh bubble up from her, and she winked in his direction as she circled around Aren’s chair—Fingertips brushing against his shoulders as she took the seat at the head of the table, her arms crossing over her chest—Fully intent on making sure they studied, by remaining while they did it. Then if they failed…At least, Emma couldn’t say she hadn’t tried. “Happy? I’d be happier with a chocolate-mocha frappachino…But watching you two hit the books, oh so against your will? This is pretty close.”

It didn’t take long for Aren’s attention span to wane—And Narcissa none too delicately kicked him in the shin under the table, smiling sweetly as he shoved his books aside. “Study. After you study, we can all find something... To entertain us.”

A little blond entered her field of vision…But she wasn’t an Omega—And therefore inconsequential.

No sooner had she admonished the native, than Kerrigan’s message about a DR sim came over her comm—Loud and clear for the newer Omega’s that sat at the table to hear. She was silent for a moment, seeming to contemplate their options… Keep them here, watch them suffer… Or go to the Danger Room and potentially watch everyone else suffer…Decisions, decisions.

“Actually…”, she trailed off, slowly coming to her feet—Arms moving over her head as she stretched a moment… She’d been sitting far too long. “Close your books you prancy ponces…Unless you want to keep studying.”

“I’ve had my fill of testosterone for the day—We’re going to join the others in the Danger Room.”

She started to walk away then, before turning to look back over her shoulder. “You’ve got five minutes to suit up and get there—Better hurry. I hate, to be kept waiting.”

The blond was almost out the door, before she turned around again--Her eyes landing on the native born Omega. "Correction... Aren, you're going to come with me to get the notes for Government. I know where those are."



It hadn't taken long to get Aren the notes that he needed from her dorm. She kept all old notebooks worth keeping in familiar places...Though the one for Ethics slipped her mind for the time being. Hopefully, between that and some sweet talking to Kitty Pryde she'd be able to push him through the class with a passing grade...

Narcissa slipped into her uniform with tried and practiced ease—And arrived at the entrance to the danger room, just in time to hear Christian’s doting comment about the machine itself. Running her hand through her hair, she smirked as she stopped moving beside Kerrigan, casting the red head her usual sassy smile.

“Even more awe-inspiring than me? Sidetrack, I’m hurt.”, she pouted for mock benefit, a small laugh moving through her.

Her eyes closed for a moment…Seeking out the energy of other Omega’s she was familiar with. Jacen, for one—Was not at all headed in their direction. Neither was Lillian. It was then that she felt something, a tickle at the base of her spine… Before Emma started speaking in her head, as she was so want to do.

Narcissa’s eyes, should they have been open—Would have been blank for a moment. It took only seconds to relay what was happening at the mall… And that she would need to keep all of her Omega’s school-side, unless told otherwise. When her eyes opened, she sighed—Irritation running through her.

“For once… It’s not us getting into trouble. I don’t know whether to be shocked or appalled.”, she murmured to Kerrigan, raising her comm to her lips to deliver an Omega wide announcement.

“Attention all Omega’s… The Headmistress has just informed me that all of us need to stay on school grounds, until further notice. There is, however, a Danger Room session about to begin. Be here soon, if you'd like to join.”, the woman lowered her comm, her hand resting on her shapely hip as her eyes rolled heavenward…Before settling on her second in command, and Christian.

“Only the Alpha’s could find trouble at the bloody mall. How hard is it just to engage in retail therapy—And not flash pretty mutant powers of humans?”

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Aʆєxaηdra Ӎaʀiʆèηє Agηèȿ

My hearts longs for some explanation!

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Alex had closed her eyes, allowing herself a little bit of rest for her senses. That way, her senses would have some time to relax themselves before the mission. It is nice to have seem dulled like this...Well, a more appropriate term would be them being normal...But, it isn't like any telepath couldn't figure that out. She had heard rumors of how the school's powerful telepath would randomly screen thoughts. Admittedly, the girl still didn't believe it. However, the sensory adaptor wasn't about to take any chances.

At the sound of the door opening, Alex opened her eyes and noticed a man(Eli) had gotten into the van. The spot he picked was strangely called 'shotgun'. An American phrase that still made no sense to the French girl. I remember looking it up and finding it associated with old Westerns. I wonder if this man(Eli) would know more about it? But as the eighteen year old thought about it, she realized that would be a strange way to start up a conversation. Besides, he might jump a bit the moment he realizes he isn't the only one in his van. Thus, before speaking, Alex took the precaution of moving as far back into the seat as possible. This way, he hopefully won't get a direct hit on me if he is that kind of jumpy.

Thus, after taking the precaution, the French girl took a deep mental breath before opening her mouth. "Hello...sir? Do you happen to know what is going on right now? The message only said for Alphas to come down here. It didn't explain the situation or the reasoning behind the order." The many years of formal etiquette came through her tone. It made her sound almost too polite for such a setting. But, the girl had not noticed this. "If you do not know, that is fine. That will make more than one clueless person here. Which, usually, feeling like you are not alone in an emotion is a good thing." A small laugh left through her lips, almost sounding as wind chimes. Almost. Now, to wait to see how he reacts. Lets hope it is not a bad reaction, or else things could get...hairy as they say? Hm. Yet more slang I do not get. Oh well! No time to focus on such a silly matter!

As she waited for a reply, Alex looked out the window and noticed no others hadn't come down yet. Strange. Do Alpha members always take this slow, or is it just me thinking they are being slow? She tilted her head as she looked back over at the man(Eli). "I feel I am about to be offending, but do the Alphas always take their time to get to their assigned place?" Admittedly, while Alex didn't mind being rude or devious, she didn't like it when it was unintentional. The consequences of such annoyed to her to no end. Having to say sorry for something I didn't mean to do is more annoying than it looks. That is for sure.

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"We will drink our fill of Alpha
Then, of golden sunshine that spills into the garage
Till our brains intertwine with a boy who just took shotgun(Eli) "

Name: Lexi Blythe
Codename: Tempest
Team: Alpha
Ability: Aerokinesis
Location: Game room to garage

"Sorry," Lexi spoke to Tara, "I just prefer to keep the accent in check." She did smirk slightly at the girl's comment that Texans could be hot though. A familiar sense of relief washed over Lexi when Tara confirmed that both she and Dimitri were Alphas as well.

"Thank Gawd!," Lexi said, realizing she was hanging out with teammates. Truth be told, she'd not run into anyone from the other squad, and she wasn't really eager to. She had enough of an issue getting to know her current teammates and not anyone else from the 'other side'. While she was thinking momentarily, she watched Tara slide the already shuffled deck of cards Lexi's way. It seemed that the purple maned girl had won the honors of the first deal. Out of some strange habit she'd acquired, and maybe a slight suspicion that Tara had stacked the deck, Lexi shuffled the cards a few times herself. Just to make sure.

Having less than the standard amount of players made the deal much easier and toyed with whatever odds there were of drawing a particular card. Not that Lexi was a card counter or anything. And with the cards dealt out to Dimitri, Tara and herself, Lexi laid down the 'flop', just waiting for things to come back around to her so she could throw down the next card. Then it happened. Her freshly obtained comm sparked to life, ordering all Alpha's to convene at the garage.

"Dammit," Lexi muttered, "Never a dull moment around here, huh?" With the day being her first on the Alphas and going against her better judgment, Lexi figured she'd follow along with orders. "We'll pick this up when we get back?," she asked both Dimitri and Tara as she stood from the table, her sneakered feet carrying her away from the game and towards her ordered destination.

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Lexi didn't waste much time getting to the garage, though she did flutter around slightly when she felt random breezes hitting the exposed skin of her shoulders. Her mini 'flight of fancy' ended when she had arrived, her toes touching the floor the moment she saw two people already sitting inside the van. Lexi did recognize the guy sitting in front, having already met Eli earlier in the day at the Alpha's orientation. The other person, a blonde girl (Alex), sat inside as well and was remarking on the Alpha's tardiness to the party.

"Sorry, I was caught up in something," Lexi said, offering up a small excuse to the impatient blonde. "Hi, Eli." When she said that, she knocked lightly on the van's window and smiled, wondering if he'd pay attention. As it was, she was slightly nervous about going out to do... whatever it was the Alphas were called to do.

Neglecting to outright pile in to the van, Lexi took a seat on the floorboards of the van, being that there was an available seat with the side door being open. That was due to nerves and a want to feel whatever breezes were wafting through the garage area. She really detested having to ride in vehicles; she hated being cooped up for any reason whatsoever. Sitting there, she did what she always seemed to do when she was nervous; fidgeted with her hair and lip ring. Sometimes, waiting to see what was in store for everyone was the hardest part.

Team: Alpha's Winter Wolf
Location: Heading to the Gargage with his Fellow Alpha's



Varis watched Rob and Raine as far as he could tell it was about her playing professionally and then her saying she wasn't good enough to do so. He watched as Tsukino clicked her way to him and asked him if he would like to do a duet he nodded as he began to answer her he heard the call come over the com. "Damn." His face turned into a smile. "Let's see how fire and ice work together shall we?" He asked his voice raising so Rob could hear.

He looked at Tsukino and nodded. "I would love to but we will have to discuss the song later come on." He turned and moved out the door hoping to catch someone who could tell him which way the Garage was and then followed Rob who seemed to know where he was going.

ℜ@√℮ Ѻмεℊα- From the side of the building to the Danger Room

He asked what Leion's powers were, a normal question in a school for mutant kids, but as Leion was about to answer he heard speaking from Marcel's comm went off something about calling all Alpha's or something. It wasn't coming from his so he didn't really care for details. "Looks like you don't have any more time for chatting, see ya around." right as his own comm unit went off inviting any willing Omega's to a Danger Room session.

“Attention all Omega’s… The Headmistress has just informed me that all of us need to stay on school grounds, until further notice. There is, however, a Danger Room session about to begin. Be here soon, if you'd like to join.”

An extra chance to polish skills and give you a better chance to survive missions? Count Leion in he didn't want to be keeling over anytime soon.



He suited up and headed for the room of horrible things as Narcissa usually programmed it with convincingly deadly scenarios. He entered right as Roland was making a snide remark while taking off his shirt
"And to think I didn't put my wallet into my uniform, such a shame" he said in reply as he walked up behind Roland, completely missing Orchid's hair change as he watched the armor crawl up the shirtless man's body. He hadn't really seen any of the old new Omega's mutations in action having been absent for a while, and he always loved seeing what other people can do.

He had his goggles down on his face for once, and after looking at his eyes in the small visible reflection he noticed they were the usual purple. He blinked and concentrated for a moment to make them a glaring red, like he did with his energy while in uniform, before taking off his goggles and lining up with the others who had come.

Leion + James ~ Evans