First meeting-jean grey“Thanks,” the boy said. “My name’s Flint since we’re doing introductions.” She nodded in acknowledment, quietly repeating the name to commit it to memory. He seemed nice enough; at least for the moment. Just wait 'til he meets the others, then we'll see how nice he is to me she thought bitterly. She led the two men towards the imposing building that had been her home for most of her life. Flint seemed nervous, and she couldn't help but notice that he looked behind him quite a few times. There were many odd people in the school, with many stories to tell from their relatively short lives. Although most of the students came from happy homes, there were some, herself included, who had pretty extraordinary lives.
"So who is this Professor you mentioned?” he asked, not completely able to cover the shake in his voice.
"He founded the school, and now runs it. He's a very wise and generous man." Nadzieja noticed that the boy still looked nervous, and she felt the need to at least try and comfort him. "Don't worry about the professor, he's a good man, and he doesn't turn anyone away." Suddenly she remembered that they could not meet the professor. He had always been there for her, and her mind kept rejecting the idea that he was in a coma. "Wait," she said, swallowing the tears, "You can't see the professor. I'll have to take you to Jean Grey. She's the headmistress at the moment." She tried to say this matter-of-factly, not wishing to discuss it with strangers. They had now reached the main entrance to the school. The usually crowded hallway was silent as they entered. Most of the students were either studying, in one of the common areas, or had gone out for the evening. She was glad of this; she did not want to give a bad impression, particularly to John.
Leading the way past many closed doors, she stopped outside Jean's office. She rapped on the oak door gently, waiting for a reply before opening it. Jean Grey sat behind her desk, as usual, sifting through some papers.
"Excuse me, I didn't mean to interrupt anything, but I found these two outside. They wish to speak with you." The acting headmistress nodded, and Nadzieja turned to leave. She looked up at John, and quickly looked away, trying to hide the blush that now reddened her cheeks. Closing the door behind her, she waited in the corridor until they had finished.
. “My name’s Flint since we’re doing introductions.”
John was slightly startled at the sound of the lads voice, it was as if he had forgotten he was there. Well it would after all have been better if he had not been there but anyway life cannot always be that simple.
Well there wasn't much he could complain about the girl....Hope had offered to take him to the professor straight away, no questions asked. He had to admit he could not have planned it better himself, he smiled to himself. He never remembered it being this easy to gain access to the school in the days he had been a student here. He has memories of sentry lasers and things like that, but it appears that in these quieter days the security had been somewhat relaxed.
"You can't see the professor. I'll have to take you to Jean Grey. She's the headmistress at the moment."
As Hopes words sank in John heart twisted in his chest, this was an unexpected turn of events. The fact that the professor was not seeing people meant that something must be seriously wrong. He glanced over at the two accompanying him and though it better not to ask as that would surly give him away. His attention turned back to the fact that he was going to meet up with Jean Grey, his once fellow student.
He had fond memories of her, and yet he was now dreading the encounter. He had not expected to run into anybody he knew from 15 years ago and was totally unprepared. She would remember he had run and he feared she would hold it against him.
Before he knew it they were stood in front of the great oak doors that he recalled so well. Hope knocked on them and presented the problem to Jean. As she stepped out the way to let him and the boy pass, she flashed him a smile, which he returned although it was more to reassure himself that he could cope with this situation.
He took one deep breath and entered the room. "Hi Jean."
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"He founded the school, and now runs it. He's a very wise and generous man,” said Hope as they walked to the Professor’s office. "Don't worry about the professor, he's a good man, and he doesn't turn anyone away."
She had obviously picked up on his nervousness. Despite her attempt he still felt nervous. After the years of being chased out of towns after people discovered what he was it was hard to think that he wouldn’t be rejected. Hope stopped as if she had just remembered something.
"Wait," she said, swallowing the tears, "You can't see the professor. I'll have to take you to Jean Grey. She's the headmistress at the moment."
Felix detected something in her voice. It was slightly shaky as if she was trying to remain composed while remembering something that saddened her. Hope changed direction and Felix followed her through the corridors of the mansion. He wondered for a moment if the was more mansion on the inside then there was on the outside. Then they came to the large oak doors of Jean Grey’s office. Hope knocked on the door and opened it slightly, explaining the situation before ushering in Felix and John and closing the door behind her. Felix looked behind him as the door closed then back in front. Flint looked around the room then his gaze settled on the desk positioned near to the window. Sat behind the desk was acting headmistress Jean Grey.
Beware the shadows for the Shadowed Ninja lurks, waiting to strike.
Re: First meeting-jean grey"Excuse me, I didn't mean to interrupt anything, but I found these two outside. They wish to speak with you." With a slight smile, the best she could come up with during these troubled times, Jean accepted their arrival with a slight nod off her head, the fiery red hair that had gained so many admirers loosely flowing about her shoulders.
For a moment her eyes had dropped back down to the papers on her desk, a sight she had so many times seen Xavier doing, shuffling through student papers and reading over information sheets.. Everything was reminding the powerful psychic of the Professor, she wanted to desperately to hear his voice in her mind, but no matter how long she sat beside him in the advanced medical lab, he just didn't seem to respond to her, and she'd try so hard to get so deep into his mind.
"Hi Jean." The bright eyes of the former host to the Phoenix entity glanced up at an oddly familiar voice, but one that a face didn't fit to just yet, it had been so long since she had had heard John's voice that when she looked up at him the surprise was evident enough on her expression.
"John." Standing up slowly to her feet, Jean was dressed in her X-men uniform, that alone would suggest something was up, if they had been just ten minutes later she would have left. "It's good to see you again." There was a little unsureness about her tone, not because she didn't want him here, but things were so hectic, he wasn't in trouble was he? Everything that was happening nowdays seems to be the worst, so unfortunatly Jean's starting to expect only that.
"Did you hear about the Professor?" The new hope that maybe John wasn't in trouble and just came to see the Professor sparked in the back of her mind, even if Jean was a telepath she wasn't one to go prying into other peoples minds wthout any reason. Her eyes moved over to Flint, wondering if he was a friend of John's, maybe John was bringing the boy to the school..? She was picking up her papers while speaking, trying to act as casual as possible though Jean had a habit of distracting herself when she was worried about something. So when she was sitting still and giving her full attention to people those who knew her well would know that she was owrried about something.
One of her top draws on the side of her desk opened with only the unseen force of her mind while she placed her stack of student papers safely inside, using her hand to visibly shut it before moving around her desk, the chair also seeming to be pushed in with a will of its own. Even if she was not as young as she once was, she still held her perfect figure, white the dark uniform clung to, it was no wonder she was one of the first X-men to get married.
Gambit: How many powers you imprinted, woman? Fire an optic blast! Use super-spit!Do somethin'!
Re: First meeting-jean grey"John. It's good to see you again."
As he had suspected Jean seemed a bit unsure how to feel about his presence. Well he had foreseen this and was going to have to come to terms with the fact that people here knew he was not the most trustworthy person.
He looked Jean up and down and was surprised how little she had changed over the years. Although he new he would have recognised her anywhere, because of her flame red hair, the fact that time had been kind to her made him smile.
With a chuckle of amusement he noted that the uniforms now a days were much more fetching than the ones back when he had trained with the X-men. Black leather made one look so much more sensible than orange and yellow spandex. He grimaced at the memory of his old training uniform, well that at least was something he would never be caught it again.
Jean had always been kind to him, even through times when he didn't deserve it. And well today was another one of those times, although he had not purposefully come to cause trouble, it did seem to follow him around. The look of fondness he shot his old "friend", well he didn't really know what she was to him if she was not his friend, was heartfelt. For she already looked exhausted and his arrival at the school would only bring her more hassle.
"Did you hear about the Professor?"
His eyes widened in shock, in all his time at the institute nothing had ever happened to the professor. All be it he was in a wheelchair but that had always been the case. On of the cornerstones of Johns life had just been taken out from under him. If something could happen to the professor, then anything was possible.
He swallowed his shock and tried to regain his composure.
"No, no I hadn't heard, maybe you can tell me about this in private, later."
He glanced away from Jean and ended up spotting the boy that he had all but forgotten since they entered the room. Well he figured he owed the kid as much, as he had been the perfect shadow. And it would offer him an opportunity, to think over what he was going to do next.
"Oh yes before i forget, Hope found this one in the outer grounds. I think he needs a room. As for me well that’s your decision, I can either stay or go."
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ooc: Sorry it's short.. not much time and not sure what else to say ^^"
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"No, no I hadn't heard, maybe you can tell me about this in private, later." The thought was not a very pleasing one, she had trouble still admitting that such a horrible thing could have been possible, for the professor to be attacked and harmed while still inside the school, and yet the X-men unaware of how or why it had happened.
"Oh yes before i forget, Hope found this one in the outer grounds. I think he needs a room. As for me well that’s your decision, I can either stay or go." Jean offered the other boy a strained little smile, but glanced back at John when he finished speaking.
"Of course you are welcome to stay, you are free to use a guest room, unless you plan on staying longer we can organise a more perminent room for you?" Her attention drifted towards Flint again and she offered him another smile, so hard to believe that she was one of the first students like this boy to so nervously enter these grounds and wonder what was to await them.
"Are enrolling into the school?" She asked in her usual motherly manner, it had been a habit since she was a student here, everyone had considered her to be the mother hen of the group. It was an easy role for her to gain though, being one of Xaiver's first mutants meant that she was there before all the others, it was like she owed it to the Professor to make sure everyone was alright and taken care of.
Kurt: If I had a normal life I'd quite cheerfully go mad and fall over right now
Re: First meeting-jean grey"Of course you are welcome to stay, you are free to use a guest room, unless you plan on staying longer we can organise a more perminent room for you?... Are enrolling into the school?"
Mandra walked into the doorway to catch that part of the conversation and paused to lean against the frame. She didn't want to interrupt... She had caused enough disruption last month, she didn't want to start another one just when she woke.... At least she thought she may have caused some... She couldn't really remember for sure since the time in question was while she had been in those illusions... Right now, as she thought of that time, she felt anxiety rising up and a tightness come to her chest so she tried to push those thoughts and memories away. She placed a hand lightly over her symbol so the glowing of it wouldn't bring too much attention.
As Mandi began to calm herself by taking slow deep breaths, the memory of what had happened in her room came to her mind making her cringe slightly and feel like crying. She didn't let the tears excape though. No, she didn't want to cry even if her heart felt like it was being torn. She didn't now why she wanted to cry so it certainly could not be the right thing to do. A flash of an image of Le Beau's smiling face came to her and she jumppe slightly before stepping out of view and shaking her head. A feeling of panic began to rise up, causing her eyes and symbol to light even more so. She bit her cheek to make herself snap out of it then began taking more calming breaths. It was hard to make herself relax though with what she had found when she had gone to her room... She could feel the weight of the rings in her pocket and could make out the round shapes against her leg. Mandra was now filled with confusion, feeling lost and scared but she tried not to show it on the outside as she stepped into view again. Mandi swallowed a lump out from her throat so she could speak.
" Jean... When you have the time, I need to speak to you." She said a little quietly while also trying to think the request towards Jean in case her voice had been too soft to be heard.
After speaking, Mandra stepped back into the hall then took a seat against the wall and on the floor. She would wait there for now. She really didn't have anything else to do at the moment, not ready to go into the Medical Bay and check up on her adoptive father yet... Mandi shifted her weight to the side and pulled the wallet out from her back pocket, it having made sitting on the floor a little uncomfortable. Nervouceness and waiting made her fidget a bit so she decided to just look through her wallet and see what she had in there. There was nothing out of the norm there.. Some money... a copy of her birth certificate... a copy of the adoption papers... copy of the blood results that had first shown her who her true biological father was... credit cards... a couple of buisness cards... Her eyes slowly went back to the money and her brow rose. The date on the money... It didn't match the present time or the past.. it was dated later... Shaking her head, she crammed the money and everything back into the wallet, trying not to notice that the creditcards had a strange date on them also.
She had the strong need to speak to her father but knew that he would not be able to speak back.. that he would just lay there unresponsive. The need to even just see him grew stronger to the point where she stood up and decided to go to him anyway. Mandra knew that Jean would know where he had gone off to if she wasn't in the hall and she didn't want to cause any more distraction so she began walking down to the Medical bay and to go see her Adoptive father.
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Nadzieja waited patiently outside of Jean Grey's office, wishing she could know what was being said within, whether John would be staying at the academy or not. Looking down the corridor, left and right, she moved cautiously towards the wooden door. Placing one ear against the rough material, she tried to hear what was being said, Damn these thick doors! she thought to herself. Concentrating as hard a she could, Hope pushed the side of her face against the door, wincing at the feeling of the wood sliding through her skin, muscle, bone. Once she was nearly through the door she stopped to listen.
"Hi Jean." she heard the low, musical voice of John, nearly swooning at its perfectness. It took her several moments to realise that he knew Jean already.
"John. It's good to see you again." The teacher's voice came clearly through the sliver of wood that separated Nadzieja's ear from the room. She wanted to stay longer, but suddenly realised that there were footsteps coming from the corridor. Pulling away from the door as quickly as she could, she emerged in time before the figure of Mandra came into view. She went to the opposite wall, sitting down with her back against it. The young girl was used to being a ghost here, used to being ignored by all the other students. So she sat quietly, watching as the girl entered the office. She did not look happy; in fact, she looked like she would break down in tears at any moment. Biting her lip, Hope rejected the idea of asking her if she was alrite.
Once Mandra had left again, Nadzieja thought about eavesdropping again, but she had the horrible image of the door opening through her as the meeting finished. She winced at the idea of both the feeling of the wood passing through her whole body, and the scolding she would get from Jean. So the young girl resigned to sitting on the floor, testing the limit of her patience.
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(OOC: If no one minds I would like my other character Shadow to follow Jean to Xavier if she’s heading down there. He still needs to introduce himself to Jean as well as fulfilling one of his reasons for being here. I know Shadow is technically still in a fight with Psylocke in the Danger room however there’s been no activity there for get on for a month now. )
Flint stood watching and listening to John and Jean talking.
So the professor isn’t well and she’s running the school, thought Flint as he listened. It often paid to listen, people would often say things that could be useful to know later on.
"Oh yes before i forget, Hope found this one in the outer grounds. I think he needs a room. As for me well that’s your decision, I can either stay or go," said John.
Flint’s attention was brought back as focus seemed to be on him. He looked back over to Jean as she smiled at him.
"Of course you are welcome to stay, you are free to use a guest room, unless you plan on staying longer we can organise a more permanent room for you?" she said. Her voice had a motherly manner about it, one he hadn’t heard since he had left home. "Are enrolling into the school?"
He thought about this for a second before responding. “Yeah if its possible.” he paused for a brief second as the thought of cost arose in his mind." But I don’t think I’m going to be able to afford a place here. I mean it’s got to cost at least a grand per student here and I don’t have that kind of money.”
He thought for a moment as he counted up in his head how much money he did have. Well after the few years wandering the country he had gathered a few hundred dollars but he had spend a good deal of that on buying new clothes. Then came the knocking at the office door followed by Mandra’s head poking around the door.
" Jean... When you have the time, I need to speak to you." She said a little quietly.
Flint looked behind him then as her head vanished behind the door again looked back round to Jean.
Beware the shadows for the Shadowed Ninja lurks, waiting to strike.
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ooc: Ah.. yes, Loza has been busy the past two weeks that I know of, she's been slow due to some real life things happening, and now she's even slower because of her school exams.. or tests.. or.. something..*was half asleep and barely paid any attention to what was being said*
But you may have Shadow join them I guess..*Nods*
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There was a faint smile again upon Jean's lips, it wasn't uncommon for new arrivals to think they needed to pay for accommodation and education here. It really did depend on the students and teachers ability to pay, some students brought all their school equipment, most of their families helped with that, and as for rooms, well think of it this way, if no one was to use the spare rooms they have, then of what use would it be to have them?
Some of these students arrive to the school without any other home to call their own, some are brought here, or dumped here by their own families in hopes of either having them learn to better control their gifts.. or curses.. or even to just leave them for their own kind to take care of them. It's what made Xavier such a wonderful person, he was truly like a father to so many of his students, the old and new alike. He brought the students clothes, filling every room with a collection of different sizes of decent clothing for those who had none or little to wear for themselves. He would give them advice, a home, friends and a family, he offered them hope and protection, love and support, when many of them before had little, if any, of these essential gifts life has to offer.
Upon Mandra's arrival, Jean turned her attention towards the door, Mandra spoke so quietly, yet she was pushing her thoughts into Jean's mind, the Phoenix could sense the words of her mind clearly and offered a slight nod of her head before turning her attention towards Flint once more.
"Flint, I will have a room set up for you in the male dormitories, your class time tables will be given to you, you are most welcome to choose as many or as little of them to take as you wish." There was another little smile as she added, "Xavier built this school as a safe haven for mutants to not only learn how to control their powers, but also as a place where they can truly belong. Money is of no matter to us." The Phoenix's fiery red hair, cascading so elegantly down her back, stood out against the black leather uniform while she stood before them. Jean had to admit, as strange as it sometimes sounded, she did have times where she missed her green and gold uniform.
Kurt: If I had a normal life I'd quite cheerfully go mad and fall over right now
Re: First meeting-jean grey"Of course you are welcome to stay, you are free to use a guest room, unless you plan on staying longer we can organise a more permanent room for you?"
Well john was still undecided as to whether he was going to stay at his old school for more than a couple of days, so for the moment the guest room sounded like a brilliant idea. Besides it was set slightly apart from all of the student rooms so it would be quiet and afford him the privacy he needed.
He was just about to reply that the guest room suited him fine when, the door behind him opened, and a rather striking looking girl pocked her head round.
“Jean... When you have the time, I need to speak to you."
At those words it finally dawned on John that although Jean was doing a great job when it came to being headmistress but she did look slightly harassed. Her gaze followed the girl out the room and the fact she was in uniform indicated that she probably had somewhere else to be. He smiled to himself; she had changed so much since their school days together. At the time she had not been at all confident in her powers and felt out of place and useless at lot of the time.
It had been understandable, she had been one of the only girls at the institute and well you can’t see telepathy. Him and Scott had practised for hours in the danger room; they had had to perfect their aim in order to prevent from destroying everything in sight. Their powers had been showy and impressive, whereas Jean had spent hours attempting to levitate chairs, which at times seemed pretty pointless.
It John had followed his old comrades lives after he left he would have known that after being possessed by phoenix, Jeans powers had increased vastly.
As Jean offered Flint a place in the school, as he knew she would, he figured that the least he could do was to help her out with this. “If you want I’ll get him settled, I figure I can still find my way around this place. And well you look pretty busy.”
He flashed her a smile and started to turn to the boy and the door. “I hope we can catch up sometime.”
"Flint, I will have a room set up for you in the male dormitories, your class time tables will be given to you, you are most welcome to choose as many or as little of them to take as you wish." There was another little smile as she added, "Xavier built this school as a safe haven for mutants to not only learn how to control their powers, but also as a place where they can truly belong. Money is of no matter to us."
Flint was slightly speechless. He hadn’t expected not to pay for his place. When he tried to sign up for evening classes in whatever town he ended up in they had always refused him when the issue of money came up.
“Wow…er thanks,” he stammered. Perhaps he had found a place he could truly call his home after all. He was about to turn and leave the office when something clicked in his mind. He stopped for a moment then left the office and waited in the corridor for John.
Shadow silently moved through the corridors of the mansion as he looked for Jean’s office, pointed out by Psylocke as she showed him around. He was dressed in his normal clothing as well as carrying his usually armament. He saw three people in the corridor that seemed to be waiting for someone.
“Looks like I’ve found Jean’s office,” he muttered to himself as he looked around the corner.
At the moment he only want to be known about by those who needed to know that he was here and Jean Grey was top on the list considering Xavier’s current illness. He closed his eyes and faded away as his invisibility field surrounded him before walking down the corridor and leaning slightly against a wall. The texture in the air changed in the corridor. It felt as if someone unseen was watching them. Shadow remained still, waiting for the three to go and an opportunity to speak with Jean
Beware the shadows for the Shadowed Ninja lurks, waiting to strike.
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John reluctantly left Jeans office after Flint, would he see her again? Did the fact that Jean still resided here mean that Scott did also? He smiled as he remembered the way the two of them had looked at each other during classes, although he had to admit that it was very hard to work out what was going on behind Scott’s sunglasses. To everyone else in their classes there had never been any doubt about whether or not they would end up together at some point, John just wanted to know if it had lasted.
Turning around so that he could address Flint he noticed the small figure of Hope sat next to the doorway, she must have been waiting for them to come out. Or more likely for him to come out, John knew that he had a certain power over women and he used as often as possible. And at this point Hope’s obvious infatuation could only be used to his advantage. He had no set plans as such and deemed that he should keep her at a reasonable distance, no point in acquiring a shadow quite yet.
“Why Hope you didn’t have to wait for us. It very nice of you.”
He winced internally there was only so much niceness he could put up with and he even disgusted himself at times. Oh well it was for his greater good after all.
“Jean wants us to find Flint a room and I am to make myself at home in the guest room, so we better move along.”
Glancing about the corridors he nearly laughed, this whole place looked the same if he hadn’t lived there for five years he would have no idea where to start. As it was his memory of the route from the teacher’s offices to the dorm rooms was pretty clear, as he had had to walk it often. He had been a boisterous child with a temper to match his powers and had got himself into considerable amounts of trouble throughout the years.
“Right, it’s this way if I remember correctly.”
Turning to his left he started deftly off down the corridor leaving the other two to follow in his wake.
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