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OOC: Keeping people on their toes, that's my job smile

IC:

Penny nodded, "I can't say that this place isn't crazy. It's the nature of the beast."

"How do you mean?" Gen asked.

"I mean, Chuck is telepath numero uno in the world. I'd venture to say the most powerful mutant in the world. That puts a big old red target on top of that dome of his. Everybody and their mom wants a peice of him... and unfortunately for us, that puts a big ol target on the front lawn of the Institute. I'd venture to say, though, that when the sh** hits the fan, this is the safest place to be."

"I guess, but that doesn't change the fact that I dont' want to be thrown into the Danger Room like that again."

Penny shook her head, "And you shouldn't be. Not everybody wants to or is ready for Danger Room scenarios. Learning how to control your powers is one thing. Learning how to blow up the world is another."

"What was it like when you started here?" She asked.

Penny leaned up against the wall. That was four years ago. She seemed like a different person back them. Very to herself, very straight laced. Things change. "I was thrown into a Danger Room scenario with Wolverine. I got hurt quite a bit and I was pissed off. I refused to step foot in the danger room again until I was trained how to use my abilities better. I felt like I was being thrown to the sharks. It seems, though, that a lot of the students are very ready for the Danger Room when they first come in. Some have had other experiences using their powers in battles. I didn't."

"Heh, you should be a teacher," Gen and Penny walked out of the Infirmary. Penny left with a bandage around her knee keeping things firmly in place and a set of cruches until her knee healed up nicely. In other words, by morning she could rid herself of them.

Penny smiled, "That what I hear. I've thought about it, but sometimes I think I just want to spread my wings a bit when I'm done with high school. Go see the countryside or something."

Jamie walked into the room slowly, and sat in the chair. Porter looked at him through his sunglasses, then started talking.

"The biggest thing you need to work on is endurance. You handled yourself fairly well in that situation, and thats not something I can teach someone to do. But you tired yourself out quickly, and with your power, you could be doing very complex things with the right amount of energy. The most important thing is for you to use your power, and gain a more subtle control."

"And what about using weapons?"

"To be honest Jamie, I don't know much I can teach you about using a Katana. You'd be better off asking Penance about it. I can on the other hand, teach you marksmanship."

"Thank you. . . sir" Jamie stood up slowly, and turned to leave the room.
"Please send Regina in after you. Porter said quietly, not looking up from his desk.

Jamie left the room, and went to find Regina and Penny.

OOC: Aaaaargh! I hate that post, but I couldn't think of what to do. Sorry. Oh, and sorry I didn't know much about Porters weapon experience, so I just took a guess.

Walking up to the door of the institute, Matt ran a hand through his hair as he thought about the short time he had spent in this building. A large golden hand moved ahead of him, attached to a smaller version of Matt although made out of a shimmering golden substance, and knocked on the door loudly.

"Anyone home?"

Matt dropped his bag as he was ushered in, the small golden man carrying the bag in and remaining in the doorway.

"Close, I was in England." He grinned slightly, nodding his head in greeting to Gen. "Hey Gen, as you may have guessed my name's Matt. And to answer your question Penny, I had to go and see an old friend who had taken ill and I quickly ended up in Tokyo chasing up a job opportunity that went bad. But I want to know what's been going on around here, how've you been?"

"Sounds good, the latter I mean. The things that have been going on while I was away sound not-so-good but they're over now...A prom, is that one of those big dance things that go on at school? The training sounds like a plan, I was begining to get comical with my powers."

At that moment, the shimmering gold almost chibi version of Matt flew towards them on tiny wings. Matts bag was held tightly in its oversized hands and it had a childish look on its face. It flew straight into the room, hovering with the bag while it waited.

"Seems like I chose a good time to come back..."

OOC: Mark, are you X-Men or Brotherhood? Also, could you write in paragraph form. That's the easiest way to keep things flowing smoothly on the board. smile Thanks.

If you're X-Men, I'll post a reply tonight.

OOC: *blows dust off the Jean NPC* I'm going to assume you're at the x-men house

IC:

Jean didn't have to be a telepath to know that somebody else was coming up to the front doorway. Forge had installed a ton of new security systems into the front lawns on the Institute so any new guests would be more noticeable.

As a knock ruptured on the door, she walked down the front cooridor as some of the students were going up the stairs.

"Hello," Jean opened the door, "Welcome to the Xavier Institute. How can we help you?"

One of the student body lackies goes around the school and posts up signs reminding students to vote for their studen council president by June 5th.

OOC: There is a poll in the forums for a fun vote.