Welcome to Gaia! ::

Ellen smiled and shook the girl's hand, her mouth forming her own greeting even though no sound accompanied it. There was a sort of choked sound that vaguely resembled 'nice to meet you', although it was about as close as she'd ever gotten. An embarrassed blush crept across her face as she let go of the girl's hand to jot down another note onto the sticky notes.

Sorry about that. It's nice to meet you. I'm Ellen. Her note read, another small, crooked smile forming on her face. She would've prefered to continue speaking with telepathy, but the risk of reading everyone's mind wasn't one she wanted to take. They wouldn't have to know if she had read their minds anyway; she decided she'd resume speaking telepathically, since she needed the practice.

Listening carefully to Conner's demands, of sorts, Victoria gave a polite nod to show that she understood every bit of it. "Seven-fifty at the X-Van," she said, discreetly. "Got it." By now, the male had finished eating and left, leaving Victoria alone in the kitchen for the first time....ever. Her eyebrow jumped slightly at this, but even as she pondered over her rather serious plans for this evening, her smile popped back when she remembered her plans for now.

Peeling herself up from the table where she had planted her elbows, the teen walked out of the mess hall, leaving it empty, and returned to the foyer.

"Okay. Come on. Let's Go," she said, shuffling through the small crowd of people and to the front door as if she was not the one to put the 'cruise through town' on hold. "Any interested parties, meet in the garage; We leave now."

Conner grabbed the vans keys from the box and quickly manouvered it between the two posts of the lift at the far end of the garage. He turned everything off and jumped down onto the concret floor then walked over to the toolbox that was along the back wall, next to them was the controls of the lift. He pushed the green button and waited as the lift slowly rose to the right height for him to work on it. He opened one of the draws and picked out a large socket and then grabbed the pneumatic drill off of its peg on the wall, fixed the bolt on the business end and began to take off the rear tyres, now raised by the inner rim of the lift. The high pitch whir of the drill in action was deafening.

{Remember, high-pitched noise is one of the Symbiont's weaknesses.}

The sound of the drill was more than just deafening to Morgan. It was physically painful. His hands were clapped over his ears, but it did little good. This was one of the most painful experiences that he'd ever gone through. It felt like his head was on fire, a white-hot pain searing through his mind.

"Jesus, turn it off! Turn it off!!" he shouted, almost being brought to his knees by the sound.

Blade looked surprised to hear a voice inside of her head but then smiled and laughed.
"You're probably right." Though it would look crazy to others, considering no one had spoken to her to prompt the response, Blade did not care. "Hmm, I just got here last night." She moved to Ellen's side and slung an arm over her shoulder. "Tell you what, I'll stay here and the two of us will explore the mansion together."
((sorry^^ wink )

Pausing only long enough to make sure she had the needed items, (keys, cash, ID, chap-stick..), were stuffed safely in her pockets, Victoria made a right turn at the foot of the staircase and shuffled through the X-Mansion and straight to the garage. Before she started down the hall to the garage, a loud, mechanical flat-out irritating sound riverbed in her direction, causing the teen to curse silently and grimace as she approached it. Loud noises of any volume, thanks to her mutant ability, never bothered her, neither did they effect her hearing like they would anyone else. As was most often the case, she found noises of this sort as more of an annoyance then an actual discomfort.

Striding in without a word, it took only an instant for Victoria to find the source of the problem. It was Conner, at the back of the garage, working underneath the X-Van like he said he would. Assuming he was brilliant enough to have ear protection for his own sake, Victoria under ordinary circumstances would have let him be, but...since Sara and Morgan, the later more so then the former, were in the area, squirming in near agony, something had to be done. Victoria accomplished this in the simplest and most effective way possible: She unplugged the damn thing.

Striding over to Conner's end of the garage, she grabbed the power cord near the wall jack and with one hefty tug, dislocated it completely, causing the deafening roar to die without fuss.

"Are you two okay?" she asked, turning to face Morgan, as well as Sara.

"You're welcome," said Victoria, grinning heavily but appreciating Morgan's thanks all the same. Glancing over at Conner, Victoria was fairly sure he was aware of the presence of others in the garage (after all, pneumatic drills don't de-power all by themselves), she tapped him lightly on the shoulder just to be sure.

"Hey," she said, peaking under the X-Van to look at him. "Sorry about that, but the noise was driving them crazy so I unplugged the thing. Just give us about a minute and a half to get out of your way and then you can continue to your hearts desire. Mkay?"

Flashing another quick smile, Victoria backed away from the shadow of the X-Van and moved to where the other two were while digging around in her pocket for something specific. She found the keys first, so she held those tight in her right hand before finding the small, travel-friendly packet of aspirin she had been looking for and so stopped just in front of Morgan.

"Aspirin for your headache?" she asked, holding out the packet for him to take, if he so choose.

((I meant the ones with 1-2 pills in it. It's damn hard to get a bottle of anything in your jean pocket without looking obvious. They rattle too much, for one.))


Victoria smiled and gave a quick laugh as Morgan took the meds she offered him and proposed all in the same motion. "Sorry," she said shaking her head and returning his joke offer with a joke rejection of her own. "But I barely know you...maybe later."

Taking back the few remaining aspirin she was about to tuck them in her pocket when she remembered Sara was probably suffering as well. "Aspirin for you?" she offered. "If not, pack up so we can go and get out of Conner's way."