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 Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 7:18 pm
Catherine Smithe
Shadow Walker  Catherine opened her eyes as she heard the yelling from downs stairs. What... what was he talking about... my alarm hasn't- Her eyes widened as she realized what time the clock was telling her it was. "Oh Crud!" She could have sworn that she had set her alarm last night especially since Jacqueline reminded her so many times.
She immediately got up and rushes out the door only to be covered in spoiled milk. A bucket with what was left of that milk was sitting at the top of the door waiting for its victim to pounce on. She could hear laughter and darted her emerald eyes toward its source, Quicksilver. "Quicksilver!" she didn't have time to waste with him.
Getting used to middle class life was tough enough as is and it didn't help that her mischief-making mutant team mates weren't helping with the cruel jokes they've pulled on her since she moved in. She could only guess why they've been teasing her so and that is that she was seen as the weakest among them and that she had it way too easy until now. The truth is she had not been practicing with her power so much since she found out what it was. It was enough that her parents were weirded out by her physical changes but to have her pop in and out as she pleased would have them frown upon her more. It didn't matter what she did nothing pleased them and in the end they kicked her out.
Her mind was focused on getting ready for school starting with a shower. Feeling a little more relaxed dripping from head to toe she steps out of the shower and she saw her bathrobe and towel were gone. She sighs to herself and shakes her head and thought typical... she turns off the light and closed the shower curtain. She wished in her mind that she was back in her room. Her bare feet steps out in her room and grabs another towel she happened to have. After drying herself enough she started getting dressed. She originally wanted to keep her ears hidden behind her hair but Magneto had discouraged the behavior that her parents had encouraged and now wears her hair as she pleased. There was no time to blow dry her hair. It would take forever for her hair to dry off. This all seemed a lot easier and more timely mannered when she had servants helping her get up and get ready. With a sigh she decided to tie her hair back in a wet ponytail. When she was fully dressed she came out of a dark corner of the kitchen Warp was in. "Sorry... Warp. I guess my alarm wasn't set and Quicksilver wasn't helping one bit. He spilled milk on me! It was spoiled too! I'm afraid I'll have to skip breakfast if we are to make first period at all."
"It was expired. We had to do something with it. You're such a looser Smithe." Quicksilver simply explained.
"Oooo! And you are sucha... such a... commoner! Good Day!" she heads outside wearing her favorite green hoodie, pair of black jeans and a black shirt with a white star on it.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 8:30 pm
Alexander William Diaz
"Call me Warp."
"Quicksilver stop being such a sophomoric arse," snapped Warp at Quicksilver. "Don't think just because your Daddy's little boy you are special. There are much more mature ways to show jealousy of the new pet Daddy brought in, don't you think?" Prepared for Quicksilver's attack, Warp had already brought up a force field which engulfed Quicksilver and spat him back out, flung across the kitchen counter. "Sorry, I have school to go to. Unlike you, I take the whole Magneto's orders to go to school seriously."
Laughing, Warp slammed the door behind him, altering the door into a continuation of the wall with his powers as he hurried to catch up with Shadow Walker and handed her the other half of his banana. "Here eat something at least before you get to class," Warp began smiling at her. "You know you won't be making friends soon if you keep clinging to your wealth. Take it from me: I grew up with some money, but you don't see me going around calling my allies 'commoners' and looking down my nose at them..."
Smirking, Alexander looked away thinking about his display of power, for some reason he had a feeling if Quicksilver and the others did show up today they were going to be late. Turning a door into a part of the wall after all was a smallish move for him. "You know, Magneto's right: you spend too much time trying to hide. Shadow Walker we might call you, but Shadow Hider is a more fitting name right now. And that is exactly why the guys are giving you Hell. Just take it like Sparks does and you'll do fine."
He glanced up to see the school building closing in, "Well, enough of me lecturing. I should hurry up and head in so I can beat at least some of my students to first period. Just a reminder I'm Mr. Diaz at the school so... is there anything you need before I go first, Miss Smithe?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 11:55 am
Catherine Smithe
Shadow Walker Catherine ate the banana while Warp has given her as they made their walk to school. She listens to the advice he gives her. She finishes her banana and tosses the peel in the trash and responds to Warp's question.
"Well, Mr. Diaz, the thing is Sparks could shock them and they would think twice before messing with her. With me on the other hand I don't know how to fight my power is just... teleportation... not really threatening. Thus to avoid conflict I just hide myself.
As for calling people 'commoners' is something I don't do often and I was so mad. With my upbringing I didn't really have insults. It wasn't proper behavior as was my using my powers. Granted I never dressed like I was rich like this other girl I know of, Cassie, she seems to rub it in people's faces with her designer outfits.
I've kept you long enough I'll get to class and do what I normally do just focus on my studies, and nothing else." she heads to the entrance to the school and heads to class. She noticed a seat in the back and went there almost embarrassed at the fact that she was so late for her Latin class. Then again where's the teacher? wait am I taking Warp's class?
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 9:31 pm
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The conversations her new schoolmates were having with each other made her smile slightly as she remembered her cross country adventure. She had enjoyed her time as a runaway as it had given her a chance to test her powers and pick up some street smarts in how to avoid the Hunters. She knew she probably triggered a lot of attention from them, they had even shown up at her house! That night had started it all, her first real experience with her powers and the night she realized she couldn't even trust her own blood.
A frown came across her tanned face, but was hidden from the student body as she kept her eyes to the ground as she walked towards the school entrance. The sudden feeling of being watched overcame her and her mind panicked slightly as she looked behind her and around her trying to spot any sign of a Hunter. A calm wave came over her as she saw nothing but the eyes of a rather stunning brunette girl with black frames looking in her direction. She found it odd that the girl would of even glanced towards her seeing as she was surrounded by an entourage of girlfriends. She smiled slightly towards the girl, thinking that used to be her.
As Jac turned back to walking she felt a warm wall of flesh stop her. Looking up she started to apologize with a please forgive me smile only to stop and glare. Fred smirked down at her his massive fat body intimidating to someone of her size. "Geez Sparky I didn't know you were into girls."
Jac rolled her eyes at the fatty that stood in her way ignoring his comment as she spoke,"I'm surprised to see you here Blobby. Even more surprised that your up before noon."
"Yea well your little wake up call didn't help, and the Warp's shouting didn't help either." Blob's fist curled up, he always hated to be disturbed when sleeping and seeing as Jac was the the one to wake him up first she was on his list for payback.
Jac saw this and her panic came back, Blob could hurt her without a fight back. He knew she wouldn't dare spark him in public, and he knew she wouldn't fight back seeing as she was trying to fit in. Lucky for her though, a white headed teen stepped in. "Chill out Blob, the little Princess here was just making sure your fat a** got up. I'm sure you'd rather have a rude awakening from her than deal with my dad."
Jac groaned in her head as Pietro came to her rescue, she knew it would only result in her owing him something later on. She could only wonder what that something would be as she she watched Fred stomp off leaving her and Pietro. She glared at him with her honey eyes, "I could of handled myself."
"Keep tellin' yourself that Princess, don't forget you owe me one." Jac went to protest but she knew it wouldn't do any good as she watched him run off at a normal pace towards some friends of his. She sighed in frustration, even Pietro appeared to have normal friends.
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 5:25 am
Cassandra Song Diaz
the Heartbreaker, but you can call me Love.
"Hey! Earth to Cassie, are you with us? Classes are going to start," said Ashley putting her chin on Cassie's shoulder and waving her hand in front of Cassie's face.
"Right," Cassie said, turning her gaze away from Jacqueline and smiling. Ashley was right, she was spacing out, which though was occasionally a habit for Cassie at school was rarely the case so early in the school year. There was something just well... different about the blonde girl. And there was the fact that she seemed to be on familiar terms at the very least with "big" Fred and Pietro.
Turning her focus, briefly, to her friends she said quickly her southern accent from Texas welling up slightly, "Well, I have literature first period so I'll catch y'all later." Waving she ran off from her friends to catch up with Jacqueline. It took her a complete thirty seconds to contemplate a plan to approach Jacqueline, and another twenty seconds to catch up with the blonde haired girl in the floral dress. As she calculated the seconds in the head she felt like swearing at herself, Seriously, Cassie? God... all those hours in the danger room and training with Wolverine and the others are making me way too analytical for my own good. You're in school, not 'Love' or "Heartbreaker", Cassie, you are Cassie Diaz. Be Cassie Diaz, not an X-Man....
"Oye! New girl, right?" Cassie called out to Jacqueline, her bubbly (and perhaps a bit spoiled) personality from her life back in Austin welling up. Continuing, she said smiling and lowering her voice. "Fred and Pietro Maximoff are friends of yours? You have a unique choice in friends. You're the first girl I've ever seen who has been able to take on big Fred and not become his latest object of devotion and Pietro being nice to you. He's usually more of the playboy type, no? It is kind of sweet to see him have a soft side."
Laughing Cassie shook her head, "You're different: I like that. It is refreshing, just like your feminine fashion sense." Holding out a hand, she added, "My name is Cassie Diaz and I make it my business as the senior vice president to personally introduce myself and get to know all new students, especially transfer students."
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 6:09 am
Alexander William Diaz
"Call me Warp."
Alexander sighed at Catherine's belittling of herself. And, Alexander had thought his parents were bad about running him down about his abilities. At least unlike Catherine Smithe, Alexander Diaz wasn't so run down from his family all he saw his power was as a burden and useless. His family while by no means didn't encourage him to use his powers, they did accept that it was something they couldn't change about their son. But then again, they had their precious (and normal for a while) Cassandra to invest in.
When he heard Catherine mention a girl named Cassie, he frowned slightly, thinking more of his sister. Where was she right now? Obviously she was safe or he would have heard something, but still... He was about to open his mouth to tell Catherine to not be too hard on herself when she had already gone into the school building. Great, Warp... too slow to open your mouth again. You suck at being a mentor and making people feel better, Alexander thought before swearing at himself some more.
Sighing he looked back up at the school building and he couldn't help but smile, regardless of his exchange with Catherine. He almost had the temptation to clap his hands in joy and scream, "I get to teach! I am a teacher, finally! I get to teach!" Once upon a time, before he developed his powers, Alexander had dreamed about being a teacher. It was amazing to think that Magneto could make this dream come true for him, even if it worked for Magneto's plans, such as trying to root out other homo-superiors like himself and the brotherhood and offer them positions and a home among the Brotherhood.
At that moment the school bell rang and Alexander hurried up the steps heading to his classroom. Walking in, late, Alexander Diaz walked through his classroom ignoring his students initially before turning and saying smiling, and laying on his Southern charm from Texas, "Hi, I am Mr. Diaz and I'll be your Latin teacher. Sorry I am late, sometimes mornings don't agree with me either."
He smiled a toothy grin as he saw Catherine sitting in the back, "Since I know y'all have a life outside of my class... unlike some teachers do, I'll try to make your life as easy as possible. Okay? But, I do expect you to learn Latin as that is the point of my class. And since this class, no matter how easy I try to make Latin, will be one of your harder classes, I will be willing to work with any of my students as long as they are willing to put in quality work and work with me. My goal isn't to ruin your GPAs though, just to help you learn a language that can be really rewarding and enjoyable to know. So, any questions before I call role?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 2:46 pm
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Knowing the bell was to ring soon, Jacqueline hurried her pace towards the inside of the school. She didn't want to be late for her class with Warp seeing as she didn't know how he'd deal with tardiness. It wasn't like he could use favoritism it would be to weird and people would catch on. It was bad enough that she would be associated with Fred and Pietro due to the little incident that had just happened.
As she entered the air conditioned halls of the school she looked down at the schedule in her hand trying to find some clue to where Warp's class would be. All she had was a room number and as she stopped to look at the numbers on the doors near her she froze up as she heard a voice calling out. She turned to the source and saw the brunette girl from earlier following her and trying to get her attention. She turned to face the girl and was hit with fast talk, something she was unprepared for.
Jacqueline blinked as she looked at the girl who was rambling on in front of her. She felt a weird sensation as she looked at the girl's eyes though she brushed the feeling aside as the girl brought up her familiarity with Pierto and Fred. She went to speak but was found herself cut off and just went back to smiling as she let the girl who had introduced herself as Cassie Diaz finish. Wait, that name... Wasn't that Warp's last name? It was... It could be a common name, after all Warp never mentioned a sister. Or had he. She couldn't remember.
"I wouldn't say we're friends, I'm just new here obviously and I just know them because I live on the same street as them." That wasn't a lie, entirely. They were the only people she really knew so that made them her friends by default but she wouldn't admit to that, maybe to being friends with Pietro but never Fred. He was just to gross. And technically she did live on the same street... And in the same house, but Cassie didn't have to know that.
Her smile brightened as the girl complimented her style though she wasn't sure if Cassie had meant different as a good thing even though she had said she liked it. "Thank you, I'm Jacqueline, but I prefer Jac its simple and sweet. And doesn't make me sound stuck up."
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 3:50 pm
Cassandra Song Diaz
the Heartbreaker, but you can call me Love.
Cassie smiled, trying to put it aside when Jacqueline, no Jac, met her eyes, even with her glasses on it made her feel odd and cautious. But, then again, she had learned she was fine as long as she didn't make a direct order, or at least usually was. What about Jac was putting her at unease more than usual. Something about the story of Fred and Pietro just being boys that lived on her street. It just seemed like too convenient of a story. It was a bit harsh to categorize two people she was obviously closer to then just neighbors down the street as that- neighbors down the street.
Considering, what her power was, to make people love her, she prided herself on discerning the nature of relationships. After all, it was useful to know how someone loved her, whether they were the psychotic killing type or the loving little sister type of lover. What was it that Professor X said about her power that it was a manifested psychic ability of sorts? Whatever that meant... Cassie just wished Jac wasn't so persistent about making eye contact, most of Cassie's teenage peers didn't tend to make eye contact that much, it was what made becoming a queen of sorts at the school so easy.
"I see," Cassie said biting her bottom lip briefly as she glanced at her watch, slightly uncomfortable from making eye contact with Jac. Too bad Cassie couldn't just flat out say, 'by the way making eye contact with me means I could make you do whatever I want.' Smiling once again, Cassie added, "Well, my legal name is Cassandra, but I go by Cassie so I guess we have the shortening of names in common."
Bowing her head she sighed wincing as the tardy bell rang, something she knew was going to happen when she checked her watch a few seconds ago, "I'm really sorry, I made you late...."
Looking up suddenly, Cassie said, averting her gaze slightly from Jac to avoid her next few sentences being commands, "Don't worry about it, though. I'll take care of it for you. Just let me escort you to your first period class, okay?" She smiled turning her gaze back to Jac.
"One I can help you find your first period class, and two I can make sure you don't get in trouble for my loquaciousness catching you off guard," Cassie added, pushing some of her curls behind her ear.
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 7:32 pm
Catherine Smithe
Shadow Walker Catherine waited for a moment with her Latin textbook on her desk and opened her notebook ready to take notes. With a pencil in hand she started doodling within the margins. She drew Pietro's face and kept crossing it out every which way possible, in some sense she started cross hatching and shading some parts of it darker than others. The doodle starting shifting into some sort of building with bent perspective. She had read somewhere that if one doodles like this it means they're trapped in something. She didn't give much thought of it but liked crossing the face out entirely.
She hears the bell ring, it startles her because she wasn't expecting it, she thought it had rang already. She covers her ears as it rang. Since her ears had changed they had become more sensitive to sound. She knew that the bell wasn't this loud when she had normal ears. One bit of good news came of it, that she was just on time and not as late as she thought she was.
Her eyes widen as she saw Warp walk in and introduced himself to the class. Oh my... I certainly hope he doesn't do anything to let of the class know that he knows me. That would only place me as teacher's pet. She closed her eyes and sighs to herself I just want to come to school get my work done and earn the grade and get out of here. She opens them again You know he's kind of cute in this lighting. I best stop that train of thought for that would lead to even more complications She sits back in her chair and slouches a little as she could practically hear cricket noises as no one asked him any questions. Perhaps he's not aware of the thick wall most students put between themselves and teachers. That there's not many gray areas it's student vs teachers in most cases.
She would admit not many of her teachers have been as enthusiastic as he is. Hopefully the students wouldn't ruin it for him. The last teacher she remembered that displayed enthusiasm was her geometry teacher who sang Christmas Carols even if it was no where near Christmas... when asked why that teacher responded "Because every day on the job feels like Christmas". If only she could feel that way about being a student. ((total truth about the geometry teacher))
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 11:47 am
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Jacqueline felt her shoulder's slump as she heard the tardy bell sound off. She wasn't starting off very well at Bayville, one she was being associated with her fellow Brotherhood members and she was late, probably confirming people's suspicions that she was trouble. She didn't want people to think she was bad, she didn't think she was. If anything they were the bad ones, the ones who rejected her and her kind just because they were afraid of them. She snapped back into reality as Cassie remarked on their similar name shortening.
Though Cassie didn't seem the type to not want to be seen as stuck up, based on her clothes that looked expensive and the way she carried herself. Though he offer to take her to class and get her out of trouble was a relief. She knew she'd probably waste another ten minutes trying to find the class and only make herself look worse as she walked into the class. But she wondered if she'd get a break since she was new. Regardless she didn't want to risk it, even more so since the teacher was Warp and she knew how he could get sometimes.
She sighed in relief, "That would be so awesome. I missed orientation so I have no idea where anything in this school is." Jacqueline had been rater upset to miss orientation but the Brotherhood had something to do that night so she wasn't able to make it. They had stolen some mutant power restraining collars from an incoming government ship that night and her powers were what helped the assignment go off without a hitch. They still had the collars in their basement hidden somewhere till Magento could get someone higher up to pick them up.
She smiled at Cassie as she pulled out her schedule and looked for the room number, 217, hoping her class wasn't far. While Cassie was being just a friendly as her she knew there just wasn't something right in the air. The girl seemed to avoid eye contact as much as she could, making Jac think her to be rude and just being fake nice. She wondered if the girl was trying to mess with her, for whatever reason. Maybe she liked Pietro, she laughed a bit inside about that. Though she knew him to be popular with the ladies, it was just weird. "Ah my room number in 217."
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 3:40 am
Cassandra Song Diaz
the Heartbreaker, but you can call me Love.
"You missed orientation, tsk, tsk," chuckled Cassie smiling. "Don't worry I did too. I was supposed to go to represent the soccer team, but I couldn't get a ride that night..." Cassie didn't bother adding she couldn't get a ride because the x-men were out doing some mission while Cassie was in bed recovering from a sprained wrist she got in the danger room two weeks earlier. What Cassie wouldn't do for Wolverine's healing factor sometimes. Then again the whole blades cutting through your skin didn't look like it felt all that pleasant. Wasn't the mission something to do with the Brotherhood and those collars?
"Anyhow, you didn't miss much from orientation, besides the map of the school," Cassie said smiling. "I went last year as a new student. Anyhow, follow me, I suppose you don't want to be any later for your first period class. Convenient, though, your classroom is right next to mine."
She began to lead the way down the hallway before turning briefly, "Oh, and just let me do the talking. Teachers love me, so they tend to cut me a break about being late and things."
Smiling she turned back around and added casually still leading the way, "Anyhow, who's your teacher? 217 was an empty classroom last year if I remember correctly..."
Alexander William Diaz
"Call me Warp."
"Ah, I see I'm the only one excited about Latin," Alexander said, faking a big sigh. "Maybe I should try swallowing fire or swords to engage the class better. Seriously though," he said, "I get this seems kind of intimidating and all of you wish it was still summer...."
He glanced around the room still seeing that Sparks was missing. What was that girl doing? She made such a scene about getting to school on time and she was already three minutes late for class. Picking up his attendance sheet, he sighed, figuring he wouldn't give a detention the first day, though it was tempting considering how Sparks woke him up this morning. Instead he'd just give her Hell when they got home. Smiling at the thought of harassing, Sparks, Alexander continued his introduction.
"Since I want to learn all of your names, how about when I call each of your names you tell me something I should know about you related to your schooling here at Bayville and a unique fact about yourself," Alexander said. "I'll start out. My name is Alexander Diaz, Mr. Diaz to y'all, and I am also the boy's soccer coach this year. And an interesting fact about me, is that after I graduated I joined the circus for a couple years before going to college..." Alexander didn't bother mentioning that his college started with online classes while still in the circus and ended with just a handful of classes at the local college in Bayville.
The story he told served two purposes, to make himself seem older than he really was and to hopefully spark his students' curiosity about something. "We'll start from the bottom of the list then," began Alexander smiling, "Amy Yale, why don't you go first, I know you were thinking you could wait... sorry, I like to go against the grain."
Amy turned red and began, "Here... I'm Amy Yale and..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 8:32 am
Catherine Smithe
Shadow Walker Catherine's eyebrow raised at the notion of starting role call from the bottom. This meant, she would have to introduce herself sooner. After Amy Yale pointed out how excited she was to be graduate this year followed by Brian Thompson mentioning that he went to Disney World.
Disney World...Catherine looks down and looks away and remembers the last time she was at Disney World. It was her 16th birthday when her power surfaced, a day she wished from time to time never came. She made her wish as she blew out the candles. Her wish came true. Instead of enjoying the happiest place on earth it was all frightening. Yet somehow she used her power again to return, not entirely sure what was causing it. Her parents were worried and were happy to see her when she returned. Back then when she was mostly normal they loved her. Her ears and hair didn't change yet,that slowly came to be 3 months later. By then her parents could not stand looking at her unless she was hiding her "imperfections" as they call it.
She realized she was spacing out when it looked like everyone was waiting for her. As it turned she was after Brian which meant she was 3rd. She smiles for a second at this and gets up and noticed Frank Carmichael was in the class every time she introduces herself he would add the word "freak " then his friends would follow in laughter even though the joke was old and not funny. It was certain that this would be a perfect opportunity to only do it again.Geez... How did he get in this class? What, is he signing up just so he could torcher me further? Is he skipping classes on the first day just so he could do this to me for all of my classes? Better get it over with...
"I'm Catherine Smithe and-"
She was interrupted and as she predicted Carmichael calls out "I'm a fr-" he too was interrupted by something completely unexpected it almost felt like tar was in his mouth and he couldn't finish he sat down.
Catherine had enough of his shenanigans and glares at him her green eyes glowing as she did. She thought nothing would come of it but she wished that something would happen that something would cause him to keep his mouth shut. When he sat down she realized that it really did happen. Did I do that? then everyone stares at her as if they all knew that she was the source of it she diverts her eyes from those staring. In class for 6 minutes and now she needed time alone. "Excuse me." she said softly and heads to the girls bathroom.
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"Oh well that makes me feel less like a slacker." Jac laughed hoping her comment didn't come across as rude. She made sure to smile afterwards as she glanced at Cassie, avoiding eye contact this time around. The feeling she got when she looked into her eyes made her suspicious of Cassie, could they have more in common than just shortening of names and fashion.
As she followed Cassie she looked about memorizing the hall and room numbers so that she wouldn't have to run around lost later once she lost her escort. She was looking forward to her last few classes as she had taken a double period of Auto Shop. She knew she couldn't go in and blow everyone out of the water like she knew she could but it would still be fun to be in that environment again. It would remind her of home or what used to be her home. The brotherhood was her home now, as Magento and Pietro had told her, and it was slowly starting to feel that way. She smiled to herself as she thought about her dysfunctional but functional adopted family.
Hearing Cassie speak again, Jac turned to listen, "Its Mr. Daiz actually. Kinda funny with ya'll have the same last name." Jac wondered if Cassie knew Mr. Daiz or Warp as she knew him. It would certainly be interesting if the girl leading her to her class was related to Warp in some way but other than the natural good looks and accent they didn't really have to much in common. Cassie looked brighter and more happier in comparison to Warp's dark looks and charm.
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Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 7:35 pm
Catherine Smithe
Shadow Walker Catherine had a disturbed and troubled expression on her face as she quickly walked by Jac and Cassie and into the girls bathroom, which was not far from where they currently are. Whether Cassie knew she existed or knew of the troubles of everyone teasing her for her "imperfections" was up in the air and something Catherine wasn't concerned about. Since Catherine had kept to herself before this summer it wouldn't be a surprise if Cassie did not know anything about her, even with the 3 years of school they have shared already.
She looks to the mirror and asks her reflection quietly, "Catherine, what have you done?...
Now people think your a threat and a freak? Why couldn't I leave it be? Why was I complaining of my powers being harmless this morning? Why didn't I let it go? Normally everyone laughs and that would have been the end, heck perhaps everyone outside of Frank's posse would feel that it would be lame after doing that joke too long. At least one good thing would come of it. He would think twice before doing that joke again, or is he not bright enough and will do it again regardless... " she sighs a moment and faces away the mirror, folding her arms as she leans on the edge of the sink a little. "I'm tired of being teased and being called a freak..." she looks up a little toward the ceiling "it's better than being considered a threat." She looks to the floor "The news would get on this, I just know it... unless he's stupid enough to completely ignore it...Then again, where would he get the proof?"
Catherine squints her eyes as if she was trying to remember something, "How did I do it though? I do admit I wished his mouth didn't open but I didn't think it would work. I thought my powers only work in dark areas this was in a class room, well lit during the day..." she continued to try to put the pieces together silently. She felt it was necessary to isolate herself. She didn't want to hurt anyone in the process of figuring out what happened in that classroom back there.
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Posted: Thu Aug 26, 2010 9:15 pm
Alexander William Diaz
"Call me Warp."
Alexander bit his tongue as Catherine rushed out of the classroom. His eyes narrowing, with deadly concentration, at Frank Carmichael. "You detention for a week," snapped Alexander clenching his fists. The last thing he needed was some ignorant son of a gun making fun of one of the girls of the Brotherhood. Sure, Catherine looked different with her elfin ears and fine features and then that rich purple hair and green eyes that were brighter than his sisters, but that didn't make her a freak.
Alexander wasn't going to play nice guy for the sake of some ignorant human. Maybe, teaching wasn't going to be as fun as he thought, Alexander fumed, his hand shaking. Sure, Catherine had managed to silence the boy first, but that didn't mean Alexander wasn't tempted to do much worse to him. As his anger grew at seeing Frank Carmichael opening and shutting his mouth in protest, the chalk behind him on the board exploded in a cloud of white dust.
"There's no use protesting, so sit down," snapped Alexander. "I will not tolerate sophomoric insults directed towards anyone in this classroom. This is a place to learn not a place to play out the power class struggle of the high school hall ways. Does everyone understand? Because if not, I'm sure Mr..." he looked at his list finding Carmichael's name, "Carmichael wouldn't mind company in detention, now would he?"
The class sat in quiet before Amy spoke up quietly, "What about Catherine?"
"Let her have her privacy," replied Alexander coldly, "We'll continue with class now. Trevor Queen, go ahead."
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