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Marie felt her presence was known and looked over slowly at Logan, whom was coming to.

“I’d have to say you were out about three or four hours,” she spoke controlled and softly, placing the cup of water she had brought him on the bedside table to avoid touching him in the attempt to hand it to him directly. “Sergey and I brought you here after you encountered that dog-person.”

Marie let him come to a little more, giving him time to readjust to where he was. “Are you feeling alright? Show I get the nurse? No aches and pains, yes?”

“If you are alright then good, my job was done. I know a bit about fainting/passing out from powers,” Marie played with her bangles. They lightly click against one another from time to time. Her green eyes laughed a little though, “Actually, I’m sure a lot of students are unwantedly familiar with it.”

Despite Aki suggesting that the team not need a leader and with Huilliame showing his obvious unsuitability for the position, Candice decided that Matt was to be leader. "Well, Okay, I guess," Matt said while looking off to the side. Huilliame had finished before the rest of them and darted off, and the rest of them were close to finishing their evening meals. When the question of team name came again, Matt replied, "Well, Huilliame's not here, and it's getting late. We could decide now if you really want to, but I see no reason why it can't be left until tomorrow." He shrugged casually and got up to drop off his tray at the dish pit.

Feeling a bit rushed, Sam found a faculty member to take Rozen to their dorm. "Excuse me," he said to the one he located, "but can you take my friend to our room? I'm in a bit of a hurry."

"Sam O'Reilly and Rozen Nihlus, correct?" the young woman asked, adjusting her slender glasses and checking a clipboard that just happened to contain the names of students and their locations within the dormitory space.

"Yes, ma'am."

"And you're in Building C, Room 3, right?"

"That's right."

"Okay, I'll make sure Rozen gets to your room." With that, she began to lead Rozen to the dorm.

Sam made a beeline for the medical facility, meeting no obstacles. He burst through the double-doors, a worried look on his face. The head nurse noted his expression and inquired, "Is everything alright, Sam? You look rather troubled."

"I'm fine, Mrs. Ishida," was Sam's response. Without missing a beat, he asked, "Has Aya Takashi been taken into this building?"

"Aya Takashi... One of your teammates, right?"

"Yes. I heard she collapsed somewhere."

"I see. Let me check with my nurses." She entered the Nurses' Lounge and emerged seconds later, saying, "Aya was brought in due to complications related to her mutation. The doctors just finished up in her room, so you can visit her if you wish." She knew the answer before Sam could give it. Mrs. Ishida had known Sam since his first day at the School. His mutation has landed him in the infirmary more times than they could count. Because of this, Sam considered her to be his surrogate mother while he was at Pacis Salus.

As predicted, Sam replied with a smile, "I would be very glad to see her."

"Alright. Just go down the hall and into the third room on the left."

Sam nodded and entered Aya's room without a word. He sat down in the small white chair situated in the corner, not far from the bed's headboard, thinking to himself, This is a familiar scene... Of course, that time it was me in the bed and Amy in the chair. It's amazing how little difference there is between hospital rooms. He remained in that seat for about a half hour, though it felt like twice that. As soon as he stood up to leave, he saw Mrs. Ishida's form enter the room.

"You know, Sam," she said in that warm tone that she always used. "Aya could probably use some company for the night. Why don't you stick around?" Again predicting Sam's response, she had a light, snow-white blanket and an equally white pillow held under her arm.

"Sure," Sam said, nodding. "I'll stay with Aya." Mrs. Ishida smiled again and handed the pillow and blanket to the boy. He gladly took them and settled back into the chair by Aya's bedside, the pillow under his head and the blanket wrapped snugly around him.

The head nurse exited the room and returned to the lobby.

Logan shook Marie's hand, nodding a little and giving a small smile again when she explained her lack of tone. When she refilled his glass of water, he murmured a small 'thanks' and took a sip from it. He thought about her offer to walk him back to his dorm, and finally gave a small nod. "I should... probably go back to my room. There's classes tomorrow, so I'll need to get all my things, and what not." he shifted to get out of bed, pulling his mask back up again as Marie played with her hair, amused lightly at the jingling sounds she made when she did.

"My room is a bit farther then the regular dorms, though..." Logan murmured. "Would you be willing to walk out with me, or should you head to your own dorms?" he pulled his mask down again, drinking some more water before locating his shoes. "It is a bit rude for a lady to be walking alone in the dark." he mused aloud.

Marie laughed at his remark about her walking along being rude. “What a gentlemen you are, feeling that way. I don’t want you passing out again, especially when most people would be in bed and your body would not be likely discovered. Besides, I’m quite sure I can make it on my own. It only dusk and the moon looks full so far,” She peered out the small window that was behind the chair she had been sitting in earlier.

As Logan put his shoes on she stood at the door frame, ready to go, “Excited for classes at all tomorrow? What do you plan on taking?”

Logan mumbled something small in embarrassment of the possibility of passing out again. Especially since his head would be swirly soon, as it was starting to get. He'd found his shoes and put them on, before making sure he had everything. Sometimes they had a habit of removing clothing to check out his vitals, and this time he only had the feeling of some blood being drawn from one arm, and possibly something to do with his head being examined. Basic mutant examinations.

"I dunno... I'm not quite sure what I'm gonna take. I may not even have a full schedule." Logan shifted and finished his water before fixing his mask and wandering up to Marie. "I was thinking about working on a language... maybe psychology and sociology... I guess you could imagine why I'd want to take those. I really haven't looked at the schedule, yet- it's in my room." He led them off, a hand always consciously rubbing at one of his temples to keep his headache at bay. A nurse stopped them for a moment.

"Logan Ernst? Ah, if you're ready to leave, we have some headache medicine for you. Let me grab it." he shrugged lightly at Marie and had them wait. He was given a box to keep with him in case his headache got too bad, and was instructed to take two every six hours if he needed them. It wasn't like he couldn't read the box. He thanked the nurse, anyways, though, before heading outside with his companion. "What are you interested in for classes?" Logan asked Marie.

"I've never thought of taking Spanish..." Logan murmured softly. "I was thinking about Japanese so I could understand people if we ever were allowed trips to the main island, and all of that. I mean, I assume they might, so students can get new books and stuff..." he shrugged lightly, leading the way fully. He found that he liked the sound of her yawn, even though the yawn itself meant she was tired.

"I met my team earlier today... they're interesting." Logan smiled lightly as he looked skyward. "There's no city lights, so we can see them quite well. It's hard to see them so well in London." he sighed a little, missing his home a bit. "Are you sure you want to walk me all the way out there? You seem tired enough to probably want to hit the hay as soon as possible..." he paused, giving her a wary check-over as if she could fall asleep without a moments' notice.

Logan smiled lightly as Marie agreed with him. "You can't see the stars in London, but there's so much else you could look at." he murmured softly. He then blinked up at the Training Facilities, and he shook his head. "My dorm room is set up for one- they're all kept in this building in case something happens. They're all for the mutants who are more... sensitive to other mutants. Those that need to have a room to themselves, lest something bad happens."

Continuing on with Marie, Logan was amused with her comment of being a dancer who dislikes shoes. It was... silly. But, then again, it wasn't too bad. And she looked nice with or without the shoes. He just hoped she didn't step on anything sharp, or something that might hurt her feet. "Do you... always do things like this?" he asked softly, still in wonder about his traveling companion, but now curious. "I mean, check up on people and help walk them to their dorms? Complete strangers?"