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A knock could be heard through out the mansion. Its origins the mansion's front door. Kade glanced to the left and then to the right no one else was in sight. "hmm.." escaped through his lips. A look of curiosness and wonder struck his face as he closened in. He placed his right hand on the knob and open the door slightly. He peeked through the crack. "uhh.. Hello?" Muttered.

"Hey hey... come on" He threw the door open. Placed his hands on her shoulders and pulled her up and into the mansion. He walked her to the living quarters and sat her down.
"Ill be back in a minute let my grab you some towels" He darted off to the nearest bathroom and returned with a hand full of towels and handed the young girl a few and layed the rest on the sofa.

The sounds of morning greet kris, as does the customary sound of his cheap alarm clock chearfully buzzing to tell him it's morning. Not to be out done, he sits up, and chearfully grabs the clock, rips it out of the wall, and hurls it across the room. It's just another normal day for him. Eating a quick breakfast, and dressing, he grabs his leather briefcase and heads for his car.
Driving to school, he puts an earpiece in his ear and finishes making all the arranements. Now everyone but the students know about the plan. Pulling into a parking spot, he casually enters the school, and heads for the teacher's lounge. His class isn't for a while, now he can sleep some more.

Victoria left the room, leaving Sonya and Sasha alone together. Sasha stood up and hugged her cousin tightly. "I thought you were dead," she cried. "It appears that everyone thinks that way," replied Sonya. Sasha stood back. Her cousin seemed much different then before. "How did you survive the explosion?" questioned Sasha. "That, is a secret," said Sonya, "So how is speedy doing? His arm was certainly burnt bad." ""Why did you do that?" "You really are inlove with the guy aren't you?" smiled Sonya. "No. It's just that I would never have expected something like that to happen from you," assured Sasha. "Well, people change for the better." "Not always." Sonya just shrugged. "I guess I've overstayed my welcome. I best be going. See you later cous," and Sonya left the brotherhood place to go to the x-men mansion. Sasha stared after Sonya. Instead of the cheerful, happy little girl of sunshine she always knew, she saw the beginning of a killing storm.
ooc: I don't have time to color it but I will later.

{That's okay.}

"I think I'll pass on the seat thing. These are my good pants, or at least one pair. And personally, I don't like having sharp springs shoved in my a**," he said, smirking. "I suppose I can take off my gloves," he added, pulling off the fireproof garments. And for a minute, his hands actually didn't burst into flames.

Of course, Raze's relief at this was premature, as no sonner did he flex his hands, did they flare up as usual. "And now you know why I wear gloves," he said, letting his arms drop to his sides. He always made sure that his clothing was flame retardent, in case he didn't have his gloves with him. It would be very embarrassing were his clothes to be burnt to ashes in a public place.

It was a long drive. Too long for a solitary person. Unfortunately, Jacen was a glutton for punishment and liked to push himself to the utmost limits of his physical and mental faculties. Besides that, he was honestly feeling a tad lonely.


He remembered what had happened just a few short days ago. Penance and Jacen were both just lounging around, enjoying the vacation they had taken from being X-Men, enjoying the time they had spent with one another. Then, from the silence they shared, the phone rang. Penance didn't sound too happy with whomever she spoke with and like that.

After a few minutes of terse conversation, it was over. Penance looked like she was about ready to kill someone and stormed off. It wasn't until Jacen saw her head downstairs with a bag packed, that he knew something was off. As he drove her to the airport, he was filled in on the situation; her step-mom was trying to take the house from Evie's sisters and things were just getting mucked up with her family. Jacen knew she had to leave, especially with how important her family was to her. He must have blanked out because before he knew it, he was saying his goodbyes to his sweetheart, and he was left with a vehicle to maintain. And that was before he saw how empty the place they were staying at temporarily was.

It didn't seem like it took a long time, but Jacen found himself driving the same familiar road he had taken so many times before. That same curve, the same grade on the small slope. The only difference was that the weather as well as the leaves had started to turn. In a matter of moments, Jacen found himself approaching the gates of the mansion, not as a visitor or an enemy, but this time as a resident.

Strangely, the gates had opened up just a scant moment before Jacen pulled up. Feeling a bit perplexed, he cautiously drove up towards the mansion, not knowing what to expect. He heard a few voices yell out towards his direction. Maybe people recognized the vehicle? Maybe people knew that he was coming back? Jacen honestly didn't know, and stopped questioning things somewhat when he parked the car by the garage and hopped out. With a deft move, Jacen reached into the back of the car, and pulled out his loaded duffle bag. Without so much as a concerted effort, Jacen slung the bag over his shoulder and started to make his way to the front door.

Even though he did live there, Jacen felt compelled to knock on the door. He didn't know why. Maybe it was because he felt like he wouldn't fit in without Evelyn away still. Fortunately for him, that thought was completely eradicated when he was greeted with a hug-slash-tackle.

"Oh my God!!!," Kitty squealed as she gave Jacen a big hug while they tumbled back a few steps. Instinctively, Jacen tensed up to stop any backward momentum from carrying them further.

"Whoa...relax kid, it's just me," Jacen said as he gave Kitty a small hug in return and headed inside. "It's just me..," he repeated while trailing off.

"Just you?," she looked behind him, "No Penance with you? That's odd."

"Very. She had business to attend to."

"Oh man....wait til everyone finds out!," Kitty said as her face lit up and she started down one of the many halls.

"The more things change....," Jacen said with a smile as he walked further into the mansion. He was interested in finding if his room was still available, as well as chatting with the Professor. He had been away too long, and thought it necessary to speak with him before becoming too acclimated to being home again.

Kade smiled "well im going to go fix me something to eat" He got up and walked to the kitchen. "Hmm..I hope I can figure out where they put everything" He walked over to the fridge and opened it. Kade began to drool over all the contents. "Mmnnn.. a sandwhich sounds good"
He pulled out all the required materials. Lunch meat, mayo, mustard and so on. He began building his sandwhich. Once finished he cleaned up after himself and returned to his seat and broke his sandwhich in half and handed half of it to the girl drenched. "By the way I never got your name"

The bus full of his students arrives at the mall. But before they exit, he gives them a little talk. To be brief, he says that they are to be on truely exceptional behavior, if he sees anything less then that, they imediatly leave and they all go on the list of winners. The behavior is that they will file into the auditorium and listen, they can have fun, but not too much, he will raise his hand if they are too loud. After the show, if Dazzler allows it, they can quietly, in single file, line up for autographs. Also, if he is in a good mood, there is time and she oks it, they can speak with her for thrirty seconds each.
Exiting the bus, wearing black sunglasses, he stares at the sky, then gives a short nod as his sutdnets pile off the bus and.....walk quietly into the mall, heading for the audiotorium, with him in the lead, wearing a brown tranch coat and black sunglasses added to his usual attire.