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 Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 12:22 pm
Jacen decided to rifle through the lost and found closet again, hoping to at least find something halfway decent to wear. He did find a pair of black slacks, but the only shirt he could find was a wifebeater. ".........Hate these things...goddammit...," he said as he walked towards the showers. After wandering for maybe five minutes, he managed to find them without too much incident. Another twenty was spent cleaning himself up after wearing the past few days rather roughly. He went on his way to his room shortly after getting dressed, mainly to just decide what to do today. He wasn't sure if it was a good idea to go out and doing something. But he did know that Xavier had a rather massive Institute.
He didn't say anything as he trod down barefoot to the kitchen, passing a few students here and there. Some of them knew him as the guy they just fought alongside, and gave him a hello. Others, mainly some of the young students were wary of him, and they had every right to be. He simply said a quick greeting and went on his way. He was sort of hungry, nothing a piece of fruit couldn't cure.
After grabbing an apple and walking a bit further through the Institute, he remembered that the Danger Room was downstairs. Though Jacen was rather partial to field training, and the rigors of survival physically, the notion of the Danger Room intrigued him immensely. A holographic computer simulation room that can duplicate any and all evirons and any and all opponents? It had to be experienced to be believed, or so he thought. To his surprise, he was able to actually get into the basement level. Maybe Xavier had been.....
Jacen shook his head. He knew that Xavier wasn't the kind of guy to go around doing that unless requested or if it was absolutely needed. He didn't have to go far to the Danger Room, but found that it was occupied. He looked over and saw there was a corridor that led to a control room. The room was encased in glass windows, thick enough to withstand most impacts. When he looked down in there, he saw Wolverine and Jamie standing there talking. All around them were the beaten remains of robot drones.
"Interesting," Jacen said, noting how skillfully Jamie had fought against the Acolytes. Not that Jacen was anything of a combat master, but was really impressed with how he stood toe to toe with the lot of them. "I'll have to see about jumping in there soon."
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 12:44 pm
Jamie gave Wolverine a slight smile, and tightened his grip on the katana, charging in at Wolverine. With each strike, Jamie's confidence grew, as it was keeping Wolverine off-balance. Then, when Jamie struck out in a slightly lazy attack. It wasn't truly lazy, it just lacked the intensity of the other attacks. The next thing he knew, he was lying on his back.
"Don't get cocky kid!" Wolverine barked, and Jamie jumped to his feet. It occured to him that Wolverine had just been toying with him. Jamie hopped back to his feet, and attacked Logan in a flurry of momevent, only to find himself on his back again. He rolled over, and hopped to his feet and faced Wolverine again. He was starting to get angry, he hated being toyed with. He charged in at Wolverine and attacked with a vicious two handed overhead strike, which anyone who knew anything would have found hidious. Wolverine easily sidestepped it and hit Jamie in the back.
Wolverine barked out orders and suggestions, getting Jamie to fix various chinks in his fighting style, until finally Wolverine backed up. Jamie charged in for an attack, and when the blow was parried, Jamie went with the motion and spun around, bringing his heel up into Wolverines side. Or, it would have been, if Wolverine hadn't grabbed his ankle. Wolverine flipped Jamie over, and placed the tip of his katana on Jamie's neck.
"Not bad kid. Not bad. We'll do it again sometime." He said gruffly, and turned and left the danger room. Jamie lay on his back looking at the ceiling, breathing heavily. No wonder Penny is so good. She has one helluva teacher.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 1:11 pm
After getting her glasses and a good nights sleep Rachael began to explore the school. She quickly found the kitchen and decided that a bite to eat was in order. "Hhhhmmm...." She rummaged around and put a pan of water on to boil and grabbed a bag of minute rice, not feeling like making much else. "Sure is quiet today...." She idly wondered if anyone else were up as she sent a quick glance at her water.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 2:52 pm
Logan didn't hate his office per say. He just hated going into it and taking care of business that usually was associated with his office. This time there was a big flashing light on the voice mail that he was pretty sure Xavier would appreciate him checking. The message was short and sweet and he knew he had to leave immediately.
Despite personal business, his students were still a priority so he had to make new arrangements. Who would possibly teach his class as well as him? He didn't have to think long. The answers were plain as day to anybody who knew him.
"Evelyn Chayse and Jacen Daniels, my office... now," He said over the comm and had to give it the tone that they did something absolutely horrible that they couldn't possibly fathom what it was. He humored himself sometimes.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 2:52 pm
"Do it again, that try was good, but you need to be exact with the people you need to impersonate or you'll be caught for certain...now...do it again..." Markus rubbed his temples, he was getting a massive headache from all the changing he had been doing today. "Yea, alright..." Again he became the figure that was known as Charles Xavier...wheelchair and all. "Better?" He asked sounding very close to him. "Not by much but your getting it....now try this one..." She handed him another few pictures. Changing back he took them from her. "Right..."
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 3:04 pm
"Good afternoon, Rachael," Penance said walking into the kitchen and grabbing a green apple from a bowl. She couldn't stand the red ones and started to try to make conversation, "You taking any classes?"
Rachael started to answer about mechanics and self defense but Penny's comm went off and she grumbled, "But I didn't do anything this time. I'll see you around Rach. I think the photography class is going on if you want to take a stab at that. I hear it's pretty fun and you might like the other kids."
Penance left the kitchen with her apple and stomped down the hallway slightly annoyed. She saw Jacen come up one of the elevators looking equally confused. After knocking on Logan's door she shrugged signing she had no idea what it was about. Logan called for them to come into his office as he had his feet up behind his desk smoking one of his classic cigars.
"Sit down, Romeo and Juliet, I need your help with something," He pointed to the two seats in front of his desk.
"With what, Mr. Logan?" Penance asked sitting crosslegged in the chair. She was really really hoping it was nothing more than showing a new student around. The last mission just about drained her resources.
"I have to go up north for a week or so... I need somebody to cover my class," He put his feet down and leaned forward, "And you two are going to do it."
She just about choaked on the peice of apple she was chewing, "Are you serious?"
"Am I never not serious?" He asked her as she bit into the apple again and then looked at Jacen.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 3:58 pm
She nodded about to tell her that she probably wouldn't do very well in photography but Penances' comm went off and she barely could get in that she was taking mechanics and self defence before she rushed off. Shrugging she dumped her cooked rice into a bowl added some butter and some herbs to it before sitting down to eat.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 4:56 pm
A gloved hand reached out and pressed the small button for the doorbell. Yellow optics peered around from behind black sunglasses, glancing around at the grounds of the Xavier mansion. At first glance, one would think he was nervous, but he had an air of purpse and confidence about him. He knew exactly what he was doing.
Straightening out his vest, he adjusted his black gloves, making sure his hands were fully covered. What looked like an iPod, but was actually a small computer terminal hung from his belt. He tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for someone to answer the door.
{Is there someone I could NPC to answer the door for him, or would one of you guys be kind enough to answer it?}
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 6:12 pm
Jamie swore under his breath, putting clothes on as he ran. He''d just gotten out of the shower and heard the doorbell ring, so he figured he''d better go answer it. He came up to the door and looked through the eyehole, and saw someone tapping their foot impatiently. Jamie opened the door, shaking some water out of his hair. "Good god, I didn''t take that long." Jamie grumbled, before looking at the guy.
"Hello, welcome to Xavier''s institute. Can I help you?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 6:41 pm
"Yeah, you can. Name's Raze. I've just been enrolled here," he replied to the disheveled looking young man that had opened the door. "Could you lead me to Mr. Xavier's office? I was told to speak with him when I arrived," he added, looking the kid right in the eye. Of course, it would have been hard to tell, since Raze was still wearing his dark shades.
So, this kid's a student here, huh? Wonder what his power is... Raze thought to himself.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 7:34 pm
Jamie nodded. "Yeah, follow me." He said and walked off. He used his power to reflect a vision of the man, so that Jamie could watch him withought turning his head. It was something like having a mirror, but Jamie was the only one who could see it. Not that there was any real reason to do this, but he was bored, and using his powers was fun.
"So you just enrolled?" Jamie asked, and seeing the man nod behind him. "I'm Jamie, it's nice to meet you." Jamie said, turning around to shake the guy's hand. Jamie stopped in front of Xavier's office. "Well, here it is." Jamie said. "I'll see you around."
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 7:44 pm
"Thanks. You've been a big help," Raze said, thanking Jamie. "Yeah, I geuss we will see each other around," he added, looking at the oak doors that led to the office of Professor Xavier. He knocked on the door. It opened slightly at the tapping of his knuckles. He peered in, around the side of the door.
{Is Xavier played by anyone in particular?}
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Meanwhile, Morgan had finally decided to get out of bed. He changed his clothes, before making sure to check the times for the Self-Defense classes, and walking though the mansion looking for Rogue. They still hadn't worked through the details of the movie.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 8:34 pm
(No, Xavier is a roving NPC played by anyone of the mods. Let me crank out a post of my own, and I'll get to you, cool?)
"You want me to teach a class here, and I'm not even sure if I'm going to stay here?," Jacen asked, stunned that Wolverine would want him to fill his position. Even though it was for a week, that was still kind of a high distinction.
"Correct," Logan said between puffs of his cigar. "Besides, I know the kids respect the both you. Evelyn, especially, but you, they seem to kind of look up to you as well."
"Don't understand why that would be, but....." Jacen thought for a second. He looked at Penance, who was still eating her apple, albeit in a stunned silence. "Us two, teaching a combat course...."
"I figure both of you would be equal to the knowledge I could provide the ones that signed up for the class," Logan said.
"Rather sure of that aren't you?," Jacen asked, a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"With what I've done, what I've seen, yea....I'm sure of it."
"Well.....I guess this just shores up my decision."
"That being?" Logan was kind of curious.
"I guess I'll teach your class....."
"That wasn't a request, bub." Logan smiled a bit before propping his feet back up on his desk. "You two start in a couple of hours. Have fun."
Jacen didn't know what to say to that. He was going to be teaching others how to fight. Sure, he was a relatively good fighter, but he was selftaught. He had no set style in his attacks. He just used his fists like portable battering rams however he needed them to. If anything, he was mainly a survivalist....
"Well...then....," Jacen said as he looked to Evie, "Before we go teach, I'm going to go and hit the Danger Room since I think it's empty now." He was sure that Logan knew he and Jamie had an observer earlier in the day. "Can I take you up on the offer you levied at the beach, hon?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 8:59 pm
((I have never done any NPC thingy before so bare with me during this... sweatdrop ...))
Victoria woke up as the morning sun shone through her many bedroom windows. Cringing she burrowed deeper into the comforter as if she was a vampire trying to get out the light. It was early way earlier then she would like to get up during the summer months. Wait a second. She shot up from the depths of her bed and stared open jawed at the clock on the mantle. The clock said to her horror that it was 10:07 am and it was at the exact instant that she realized that she had a class at 10 o-clock. Oh s**t! Shooting out of her bed with enough speed to make the silver haired dork blink, the young mutant began getting dressed. After leaping into her favorite pair of pants, throwing on a random red t-shirt and running a comb through her hair, she darted out of the door in search of her class.
After about twenty or so minutes of running around the Sentra-whatever it was called, without a clue where she was going, Victoria found the aforementioned classroom. The breathless teen shoving her way into the classroom, only to be greeted by the back of a luxurious looking leather chair. "You're late," floated a polished British voice from behind the chair. A masculine hand pointing to the wall clock above the desk and her dark brown eyes reluctantly followed it. The clock mockingly reminded her that it was already 10:37am.
"Um, yeah," the young mutant replied shuffling her feet nervously, "Um, I overslept an, I, um got kinda lost on the way here."
Her useless ranting was cut off as the chair turned itself around to reveal the sophisticated form of Pete Wisdom, holding a large yellow folder in one hand. From her position in the door way, she could see that was her folder that he was holding, and no doubt complete with a detailed report of her short and so far pathetic attempt at an existence. "Is your excuse worth your life?" he asked, smiling courteously, only to have it returned by a dumbstruck gaze. "Let me give you an example Miss. Dogwood, if I had been so much as fifteen minutes late to a meeting yesterday," he leaned a little bit closer for dramatic emphasis, "the world as you know it, would not even exist."
Without a word, he stood up from his chair and walked around to the front of his desk, dropping the yellow folder into his open brief case in the process. Continuing around his desk, he picked up a piece of yellow chalk and on the blackboard wrote in controlled, even hand writing, PREPARE FOR ANYTHING. Putting the chalk down, he smiled at the girl and motioning her into the room while wiping the sickly yellow dust off of his hands. Victoria obediently moved from the door way and sank into a desk, front and center, still completely in the dark about what this guy had in store for her.
((I''m going to have to leave it off here for now. I have no clue what I have in store for myself... sweatdrop ...))
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2005 9:08 pm
"I never make an offer if I don't intend to hold up my end," She tossed the apple in the garbage and was still a bit perturbed at being thrown into the situation. Not that she had any other plans for the next weeks until she had to hold a team training session, "I have about fifty different Danger Room programs you might like."
"Not that I'm surprised," He answered as she led him down to the lower levels of the Institute.
"I'm pretty predictable like that," She smiled, "I'll meet you there in fifteen minutes. Generic uniforms are in the men's locker room... but you've seen them before. If you need any weapons, we'll create them in the Danger Room... that way we don't have to bandage ourselves up any.... we should probably do that in class too... some of these blades are pretty sharp."
"I get it," He said and opened the locker room door, "I'll see you shortly."
Her training uniform was locked away in her locker as usual which she changed into. It fit like a glove and was her favorite of her uniforms. It just wasn't practical in a real battle so she always wore that damned armor when they had time to change.
Putting her hand onto the Danger Room door, she opened it to the bare walls, "Create weapons arsenal Juno 1-5-7." Several tables of holographic weapons appeared and would be just as deadly in their simulations. Jacen came in after they appeared.
"Take your pick," She held her hands out towards the table, "The room is going to get pretty crowded when we start."
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