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Regina grinned. "I haven't been shopping in... months. I brought some clothes from home but not a whole lot. This'll be fun."

Switch left "his" room, which he had decided to use without consulting anyone, to join the group in their friendly bantering. He didn't know any of them, but that wouldn't stop him from having a good time. He stumbled into the conversation, keeping quiet momentarily, listening to everyone speak. After every few sentences someone made he'd nod, or mumble a "Uh huh" as if he knew what they were discussing.

Jacen kept walking until he felt he was out of everyone's sight. Even Kim's. He honestly felt awful that everyone had gotten dragged into this mess. He felt awful that in a roundabout way, because of him, the friend he had known since he moved to the New England area was dead. He took a deep breath, and gently held one end of the bandage to his side. He fumbled around with the bandage for a moment, getting it all unravelled and just making a mess.

Out of frustration, he tossed to the ground and leaned his balled up fist against the interior wall. Again, he heard a quiet, yet very familiar voice enter his ears. "Jacen.....what's wrong?" It was Kim. Apparently, she could sense that something was up with Jacen, if nothing else she could have seen him get angry a moment ago. She had the bandage in her hands and was wrapping it up again. She didn't say anything after she had wrapped the bandage up completely. She just held up one end to his side, and carefully yet tightly wrapped up his wound. After she had finished helping him, she stood up and spoke to him again quietly. "What's wrong, Jacen? I know you said you'd tell me later, but I'd like to know now."

"Ok," replied Jacen, "...I should have been upfront with this, but I didn't want everyone around us hearing about this." He looked into Kim's eyes before he spoke again in a whisper. "Do you remember me mentioning my friend, Natalia?" Instantly, Kim got a bit irritated and seemed on edge. "Apocalypse....he kidnapped her from her hospital bed...after that attempt on her life. Unfortunately...she....is...." He couldn't say anything else after that. Just then, the gravity of what had happened set in, and he felt a single tear fall from the corner of his eye. And Kim could also sense the gravity of the situation, and nearly immediately gave Jacen a hug.

He took a deep breath and sighed, before wincing in pain slightly. The wound on his stomach was most definitely fresh, and should not have been pressed against when Kim hugged him, but this was a pain he was willing to deal with. "Thanks Kim," he whispered in her ear before they parted from their hug. She smiled slightly, before walking over to the still unconcious Lynzie. Understandably so. She wanted to check on her best friend. While he stood back, looking around inside the jet, he heard someone say to everyone, "We're home, guys. Time to get off this bird."

Jacen just nodded, grabbed up his garments, and waited patiently for the ramp to descend. He wanted to relax. He wanted a hot shower. He wanted to sleep...on a bed. HIS bed. He just wanted some solitude for a bit, then he'd deal with the issue of his parents, and what they would do. But...until then, he just wanted solitude.

Warren yawned. "I've gotta say this is the most hackneyed kidnapping attempt I've ever been involved with. What is it with our nation's youth these days? 'Badass til the misses sees us?' Pyro, for Christ's sake, I didn't like you before but at LEAST I respected you. You've just displayed your weakness man!"

He flapped his wings, ready to take flight. John turned angry with flamethrowers pointed upward, only to find that the tubes connecting them to his hands were now tied in knots. "Pyro!", he cried from several feet off the ground, "My good friend Pietro has been fixing up your room as we speak, and also wiping away that delightful incindiary fluid off all his precious belongings. If you want to come after me again, perhaps it'd be better that you not go around murdering civilians and then admitting to it on national television. Not even I can spin your a** out of that debacle, and HAD the cameras been running live (and believe me, there are certainly tapes of the confession now), you'd be screwed. You're tough, but not tough enough to last for the wave after gorgeous WAVE of authorities who would come to cut your a** down if they knew who you really were and where you lived."

"So how about you lighten up a little and enjoy the fact that you're getting paid enough to sit around and goof off to make that little loot of yours look like chicken feed? And also remember that if you come after me again, its not just you that the cops will be shooting at..." he finished, casting a gaze upon several of the women in the group, including Noko.

Despite Warren's cut-throat nature, the moonlight reflecting off his wings and indigo skin was a vision of majesty, truly as if Warren were an angel of the night, as always truly in his element while he was in flight. Warren wasn't even mad... with some editing, after all, they could make tonight's little adventure into something a little more wholesome and entertaining.

Pietro emerged from the house, wiping his hands as if having completed a very long job. It took him thirty seconds, after all.

"Well that sure was interesting, how lovely to have you back John," he said, instantly returning his flame throwers to normal in a sign of good faith, at least as long as Noko was still here. He then turned to the new guy who'd drunkenly barged his way in.

"Who the ******** are you?"

Duncan Slept through most of the trip home. Actually it was more like drifting between the concious and unconcsious world. He remembered using quicksilver's speech as a sedative several times. When they finally arrived, he tried to stand and walk out but promptly blacked out again. The next time he woke, he was in a bed and in alot of pain. He started by examining his wounds and then attempting movement. He assessed from the mass amounts of darkness that it was night.

Once learning the limits of his current state, he hobbled down the stairs to the kitchen to fill his empty gut. His search brought up some bran cereal with raisins and a big glass of OJ. He sat down on a stool and slowly munched away.

ooc: lag is back... says duncan and penance posted but it's not showing. be patient, should be there eventually...

John listend to all this in took it in.. It's obvious he hasn't watched the news within the past year. Ortherwise he wouldn've noticed the small fact that I've already taken on an army, so the ploice wouldn't be too much. But it seems it's time I end this show. It's one thing to threaten me, but a whole nother thing to threaten my girlfriend, John thought to himself as he watched Warren go away. It looks like I actually well, be burning down half the city tonight... and to think, I was only bluffing, John thought as an evil grin came a cross his face. "Who the ******** are you?" John heard Pietro ask the new guy. "Shut the ******** up Pietro, and I'd sugguest you go warn your boss, that by the end of tonigh he'll no longer have a show, tv station, house, or a life for that matter. Actually I'm dissappointed in you. I thought you would've realized that he was threatening to kill both Noko and Obsidian. So either you're real slow in the head, or you've lost all care for Obsidian. Either way, I'm canceling the tv show. Besides," John said with a grin, "Taking care of the cops will be a peace of cake. If I can bust a mutant out of a top notch jail, and take on an entire army, than I can handle the police" John turned to face the boy. "Sorry, but you've caught me on a war path. As you've seen, some human just tried to boss me around and threaten to kill my girlfriend and the one person I consider family. Take note as not to do so if you wan't to meat the fate he's gonna me later on tonight....Now Resse, how can I help you? I take it you want to join the Brotherhood?"

Jacen had pretty much brushed by everyone on the way to his room. It's not that he was in a hurry, he just didn't wish to be bothered further. When he had gotten there, he had closed the door quietly behind him, and turned on one solitary light.

"Damn...still in disarray," he said to himself, "That's what I get for being sent away." Carefully, he walked up to the closet that held a few of the uniforms that Xavier had given Jacen. Still with the cloak in his hand, he thought for a second. "Yea....I'm keeping this...." Then, he hung it absently from a random hook on one of his closet doors. Unfortunately before he could strip down and crawl into bed, he heard a knock on the door.

"Jacen, it's the Professor. I'd like to speak with you for a moment."

Of course, Jacen opened the door for Xavier and saw his parents standing there with him. Quickly, he apologized for the mess and asked them all to come in, which Xavier declined. "This will only be a moment, Jacen," said the Professor, "But seeing as how your parents don't really have a place to stay, I've decided to offer them my guesthouse for a few days until you all can figure out something."

"Thank you, Professor," Jacen said before turning to his mom and dad. "I'll take you guys out there after I get cleaned up. Meet up with everyone in a bit." After he closed the door, he let out a sigh. He felt relieved that one monkey was off of his back, but they still needed to be in a more permanent, and less dangerous setting.

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About twenty minutes had passed, and Jacen was back in his room, dressing in a bit of a rush. Not because he was wanting his parents out in the guesthouse, he was just wanting to get to sleep himself. After tossing on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, he headed out of his room and down the stairs. He saw Phenix talking with someone...a new student, perhaps, but his attentions were focused on his parents, standing to the left of the main foyer.

"Come on," Jacen said to his parents, "I'll show you the way there. Follow me."