Xavier's Office- Visions
When Johnny got to the Professor's Office he was nearly at a run in spite of the limp that had forced him to carry a cane with him wherever he went. He could only hope that there were no students around to see him for he was well aware of how he must look to anyone who didn't know him as well as the other teacher's here. His blonde hair was a mess of tangles atop his head and his clothes a rumpled heap clinging awkwardly to his body after his fall into unconsciousness. Johnny's blue eyes were wide in terror and warning and they were not unlike those of a madman, he knew because he remembered Bruce once telling him just that. Bruce. He was far away, away from whatever misery was playing out or would play out at the institute soon.
Absent mindedly Johnny dabbed his hand across his sweat laden forehead and felt the slight amounts of blood from a small cut he had only just realised was there. Knowing that there was no time but now Johnny forgot about common courtesy and barged into the office, swinging the door wide open in an entrance worthy of a dramatic film.
"Professor?" he called out and his voice was clear but urgent. Please let him be here, there was no other option, he had to tell someone, to warn them of what was to come and it could only be Charles Xavier.
TBC-Xavier.
Jess(sarcastically): Do I get a dorky codename too?
(OOC: Thought you might need some way of going ahead here... to have a bridge for leaving and such plus I wanted to throw Kane in once again ... tell me if you're against it and I'll ask an admin to delete it )
"Obviously not here"
, a calm, almost monotonous voice sounded from the doorframe behind Johnny. People with a tid too much creativity or wrecked nerves could hear a sarcastic subtext which was not entirely intended by the white-haired boy whose eyes focused on the visionary mutant.
It had took one glance for Tempest to analyse the situation - something that was due to those years of unwillingly received training he preferred to try and forget about. The papers on the desk, the chair not neatly shoven against it so it's back formed a parallel line to that of the writing table, some of the folders either lying on a stool closeby or partly pulled out of the bookcase at their right side... all of those weren't only untypical for the man who was famous for his sense of order but even striking suspicious.
However, Kane didn't bother to overreact. In fact he couldn't. His slightly clouded gaze - something which only a careful observer would notice - stood as evidence for the drugs under whose influence he was. After the incident back in Lost Angels about half a year ago, the weather controlling mutant had gone through a phase of temporary insanity both of which had led to his decision to better numb his senses so he wouldn't freak out again. Training was difficult, actually this was one of the hardest ways of increasing his control possible, however, it was also the safest one. Storm - his mother as only an exiguous, subconscious part of his mind knew as realized in an almost comatose state 6 months ago - was helping him a lot, yet the fear of losing control again limited his range of acting to the control of light winds or rain.
*I should be called Breeze*
This self-ironic thought had painfully hit him repeatedly. Another reason for drugging himself as much as possible without appearing like a junky. It numbed that pain of feeling useless as a fighter as well.
This trauma of losing his humanity - if only for a few minutes before Rogue had called him back - was a block which would be tremendously hard to negotiate. Kane wasn't even sure wether he even wanted to.
Only a second after he had said those introductory words, he added with a parenthetic gesture.
"Maybe you can catch one of the teachers in their offices...that's what I'll try anyway"
Storm hadn't shown up to their training session today which was at least as untypical as this mess - for Xavier's standards - in this room.
Life can be like a stone thrown in the sea. It creates waves, maybe changing something, maybe not, but no matter what it causes, every single wave will disappear into nowhere...
Re: Xavier's Office- Visions
(OOC: Well it's okay I guess since you wanted to get your character in. Angie was going to post though so it may have been better if you had run it past her and I first. It's okay though. Angie if you want Jean to pop up though it would be very handy since other than getting the answers to his questions I don't think there is much he can say to Tempest. Matt if you want Tempest in the action though I could bring Murray into things, your decision.)
"Obviously not here"
Johnny turned around swiftly to face the speaker and winced in pain as he accidently brushed the shoulder of Tempest while turning. The vision that hit him was one he couldn't even make out, just a clutter of painful images, pain and trauma but it was mercifully brief and Johnny pulled away as if stung to stand just beyond arm reach of the mutant.
Beginning to calm down slightly Johnny tried to look calmly and rationally at the situation but he had felt such pain, he still did. He knew that there were lives at stake here and that Xavier was not around to help. For all he knew he could have been out for hours and the threat could already have taken hold. Everyone could be gone except them and he would feel that every minute of every day for the rest of his life.
'Come on Johnny. You have to be in control or you won't be of any use to anyone,' he thought to himself while they stood staring at the disorganized office. He was only half listening, still partially caught in that plain where his visions came to him and although he could hear Tempest's voice ringing out as clearly as a bell he was no where to be seen. Instead there were puzzling riddles of darkness, eagles and shadowed creatures. Then suddenly it was all gone and he stood back in the doorway of Xavier's Office. Nodding slowly Johnny's alarmingly blue eyes met with Kane's and he asked quickly, "What time is it? I need to know."
As quickly as he had fired off the first question he shot off another, speaking quickly with the urgent need for answers. "Jean, she's the only one now. Where is Jean Grey?" Well aware of the fact that he was making little if any sense to the mutant Johnny waited impatiently for the answers to his questions.
TBC-Tempest or Jean
Jess(sarcastically): Do I get a dorky codename too?
(OOC: Sorry!!! Since we hardly ever meet online and I knew you were busy I thought this way would be easier so that you could either reply or ignore the post acting yourself... considered it more efficient.
I'll get back on you regarding Murray ... but a bit later, I'd say, after the disappearances are made official)
A barely noticable frown crossed the weather controlling mutant's face as Johnny almost jumped backwards after accidentally having touched him.
*And I thought I was avoiding skin contact...*
, he thought slightly confused but soon the thought faded as everything did which could occupy his mind for a longer amount of time. The drug couldn't distinguish between matters meaning a strongly emotional reaction and plain thinking, however, estimating situation was fortunately something working too quick for the chemical cocktail Dr. McCoy had given him to step in. In addition, it didn't directly affect his memory regarding things of importance both of which spared Tempest the experience of standing around only staring without a clue where he was doing what.
Johnny: "What time is it? I need to know."
Kane cracked a half-smile which seemed rather apologetic than a sign of amusement. Strangely enough this was one of the few times when appearance and reality were closer than usual when it came to interpreting his facial expressions.
"Sorry, no watch... but it should be around nine or ten in the mornin'... or somethin'"
His and Storm's meeting would have been at 9am which made Kane's guess rather probable. Remembering the second question, Tempest tilted his head a little and stepped a little backwards. His gaze wandered from one side of the corridor to the other, then it focused on the other mutant again.
"I'd say she's either sleepin', in her office or givin' classes"
A hand was risen and pointed at their right side where several doors could be seen.
"Mrs. Grey's office should be one of those..."
He turned to the opposite side and began to walk away but then stopped remembering his manners - which was a remarkable thing for this BSF member who tended to rather say nothing than too much, especially when it came to polite empty phrases. Even more untypical was what he offered.
"I'll be around lookin' for someone else... if you don't find her, you can use my intercom.. in case you don't have one"
With a quietly muttered "Laters", the albino left without turning for a last glance. What use would it have been anyway?
He was already beginning to forget about the encounter...
(OOC: If you need him, he'll be around... otherwise you can consider Kane gone )
Life can be like a stone thrown in the sea. It creates waves, maybe changing something, maybe not, but no matter what it causes, every single wave will disappear into nowhere...
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It seemed so quiet and peaceful, the corridors where mostly empty save for a few students who didn't have their classes, the only disturbance this morning was the rather unusual behaviour of Riley Finn, the arrival of Cole, and the demands the high demon ahd made with Connor Enright. It was hardly something she had been expecting, but then again, she wasn't sure what to expect, everything seemed so off-putting and out of place. Riley had been confined to his room, the young man forced now to believe he was another person called Marc Lucas, an aggressive, bad tempered, and yet frightened soldier for the initiative, a resulting effect from one of Catherine's nightmares that had come true due to the nightmare charm that was hovering over their bed. No one knew of the tampered Dream Catcher, instead of catching the dreams it was in fact forcing her to have only nightmares and then the demon, Kyrak, would use his powers to make her nightmares true as best he can.
Jean's hand partly covered her eyes, or more accuratly, she was hiding her eyes so passerbys could not see her worried and tired expression. There was still no change in Xavier's state, the merman, Prince Arlen, seemed to be ill with grief, Logan's daughter, Arisa, was missing and she has had one or two others ask about friends or teachers that seem to be missing in classes and unable to get in contact with.
Dressed in her X-men combat uniform, her dark and slim figure moving slowly through the hall a little tired from both lack of sleep, lack of food and the overwhelming amounts of uncertainty that seemed to flood every moment of her days recently. The long fiery red hair cascading down her back swayed in gentle motion as she moved, all she wanted was for Scott and the others to come back from their missions and distance assignments or personal leave, but more importantly just for her husband to what he does best, to hold her and say everything will be alright.
The once opnipitant being known as the Phoenix, reached for the hand of her door, paying no attention to the happenings around her so not noticing the distant figure of Tempest as he wondered off down the hall, otherwise she may have rushed up to him and asked if he had news on Storm's location. Surely they where alright.. Jean restricted the use of her powers, people didn't always like her going into their minds and Rogue had been upset, though she had said nothing, last time Jean had called for her. But they'd understand in this situation, wouldn't they? They'd not mind if Jean checked up on them just to make sure they where still around, they can't just leave the school grounds without warning, miss their classes and then expect her not to worry.
"Jubilee, we come into this world alone...and we leave the same way...the time we spend in between...time spent alive, sharing, learning...together...is all that makes life worth living."
Re: Xavier's Office- Visions
(OOC to Matt: It's okay, you're right I'm not online much until late on Weekends so it's alright. Okay well Murray is just an idea so if you don't want to that's fine.)
Johnny looked tense as the weather mutant answered his question. Nine or ten? That couldn't possible be right. It had been night when he had passed out and this meant hours had gone by. Anything could have happened within those hours he had been stupidly unconsciouss.
At Kane's next answer Johnny's blue eyed gaze followed his pointed finger, eyeing the doors on the other side of the hall. One of those? How was he suposed to know which one and it would waste precious time while he figured it out. The psychic felt himself sinking into panic filled depression and fear over the fates of his students and collegues but he tried to remain calm as he politely thanked Tempest for his help and agreed to come find him and use the intercom if Jean was no where to be found.
"I hope you find whoever you're looking for," he added quickly in what he hoped was a casual tone and after the mutant muttered a goodbye he headed over to the other side of the hall where the doors were and began to scan them. Johnny ignored the fear he had of seeing another vision of darkness and put his hand out, touching each door in turn and learning what was behind it then quickly pulling away. It took him a matter of seconds to find one door, the one that lead to yet another hall of doors but this hall held more success than the last and Johnny immediately saw Jean Grey as she walked down the hall in her combat uniform, head drooping slightly as she walked.
"Jean," he called out quickly and didn't wait for her to come to him. He walked over as quickly as was possible with the aching all over his body and stopped in front of her, breathing hard.
"We need to talk, it's very important," he said cryptically but while his words may have indicated a student matter or some sort of joke his tone was urgent and his blue eyes almost frightening. Of course to top that off he was sure that Jean could probably read his mind and quite clearly be able to tell that something was very wrong. He cut his words off, well aware of the fact that this was not the type of matter to be discussed in depth in a public hall.
"Privately," he added with a darting glance around but there was no one to be seen, they were all alone.
Jess(sarcastically): Do I get a dorky codename too?
Re: Xavier's Office- Visions
ooc: sorry for the short post, my other one got deleted and that was AFTER I saved it in word, and it magically disappears when I log back onto the computer.. *Is getting very frustrated with having to repeat all her posts...sobs*
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There was a surprised look as she stared over Johnny's form and expression, but at his request for somewhere private to talk, Jean opened the door of her office and motioned him inside with a slight wave of her arm. Following the visionary into her room, Jean locked the door so not to be disturbed and approched her friend. There had been little good news recently, so she seemed reluctent to learn what else had gone wrong to cause Johnny to be in such a state, physically as well as mentaly since he seemed scared about something.
But Jean was too polite a person to search the mind of her friends and waited for them to tell her what was wrong, taking in a small breath, she pulled some of her long fiery red hair that had moved to the front of her shoulders and flicked them back behind her so she could fold her arms properly across her chest.
"What's the matter?" The concern in her voice was hard to hind, especially since she panicked over the safety of her long time friends who seem to have up and left without so much as a curtesy warning to either her or their classes.
"Jubilee, we come into this world alone...and we leave the same way...the time we spend in between...time spent alive, sharing, learning...together...is all that makes life worth living."
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(OOC: That's okay Angie, I understand and sorry about your swallowed posts!)
Johnny struggled for words, his intensely blue eyes downcast as he tried to collect the number of thoughts in his racing mind. "Last night I touched something, a wall and I saw things Jean," he started, his voice quivering with anxiety and the slightest bit of fear.
"It's hard to explain, nothing was coherant but there were figures all in black, maybe eight or nine of them. I saw them Jean and they did something to the students. I don't know who exactly but Dream, Tessa and Ororo were there, I saw their faces clearly." Johnny took a deep breath, willing himself to slow down and explain so she would understand. There was no point in telling Jean anything if he couldn't spit out the right words.
Frustrated at himself for having lapsed into unconsciousness and having wasted precious time Johnny looked the firey haired mutant in the eyes directly. "Something's wrong, I felt it and this wasn't a dream. It was a vision." He wished, not for the first time, that his visions didn't always happen but Johnny had never had a vision not occur. He could change things before or after the event happened but it did always happen.
Johnny continued onwards, "Everything went black and its been hours. Anything could have happened." One wouldn't need to read his mind to know that if anything at all happened he would be blaming himself for it. There was a possibility though that what he had forseen had not yet occured despite the feeling in his gut. "Have you seen Storm today or Tessa or Dream?" Johnny asked, praying to God despite his non religious nature that the answer was yes and the person was fine. He waited with baited breath for his answer although deep down inside Johnny already knew exactly what the answer would be.
Jess(sarcastically): Do I get a dorky codename too?
Re: Xavier's Office- Visions
ooc: There, finally posted, and without getting distracted ONCE like I said back at Enchantment! ....*Got distracted many times with Smallville, charmed, food, cleaning, mum, music, amongst other smaller things*...
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The look about him was unusual for Jean to see, he didn't seem like the type of person who would be lost for words, and had Jean not been distracted with other worried thoughts and events she would have certainly gotten worried with his state.
"Last night I touched something, a wall and I saw things Jean," The folded arms soon uncurled from about each other and dropped down by her side as her concern became more obvious. What had he seen in his visions that had caused Johnny to become so full of anxiety and urgentness like this?
"It's hard to explain, nothing was coherant but there were figures all in black, maybe eight or nine of them. I saw them Jean and they did something to the students. I don't know who exactly but Dream, Tessa and Ororo were there, I saw their faces clearly." Storm? And the students? Storm was missing, she had only just recently discovered this and her mind wasn't able to pick up their thoughts now that she tried to search for them, unable to pierce through the dark magic’s that shielded their minds and thoughts from her powers.
"Something's wrong, I felt it and this wasn't a dream. It was a vision." Of course i wasn't a dream, she didn't think that, though she could understand in the past Johnny might have had trouble convincing people about what he saw, but there was evidence to back up this vision. "Everything went black and its been hours. Anything could have happened." Sure, knowing about this last night might have helped, but Jean wasn't the type of person to think that way, her instant thought was thrown towards the now missing students.. and who had entered the grounds undetected.
"Have you seen Storm today or Tessa or Dream?" Dropping her gaze away from his for a moment as she frowned, shaking her head before she moved towards him, everything was going wrong today, Xavier's attack, these intruders, the missing people, and she had no idea her day was only going to get worse.
"Storm's morning class called saying she hadn't appeared, I've just tried contact them but I can't even find their minds," Looking at him as she finished speaking, Jean moved passed him and towards the door "I'll call a meeting, see what we can put together, maybe others saw something, do you have any idea where they went?" Jean knew that it wasn't likely, otherwise he would have told her right away instead of wasting time, so she gave a slight wave of her hand to withdraw the question. Turning to look back at him, her red hair whipping about as she turned around to face him, a slightly hopeful thought crept into her mind.
"Xavier was attacked, the Professor has entered some form of coma though Beast hasn't been able to figure out the cause, he was found in his office and taken to the Advanced Medical bay.." They weren't ready to start scaring the students so they haven't told anyone yet, leaving the Professor hidden away in the area only the X-men had access to the section below the school. "Johnny, how possible do you think it is for you to see what happened to him if you went down to see him?" She knew he didn't choose when to have his visions, and that she was clinging to thin threads, but the Professor was a father figure to her like all the other older X-men and she wanted to figure out what had hurt him. It also would help them figure out who might have hurt or taken the others that are now missing.
"Jubilee, we come into this world alone...and we leave the same way...the time we spend in between...time spent alive, sharing, learning...together...is all that makes life worth living."
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OOC: Well Smallville and Charmed are acceptable distractions and so are food and music but I don't know about cleaning, that doesn't seem right! j/k
Even before Jean replied to his question Johnny could tell that his visions had been correct again. Her words only confirmed what he already knew in his heart and he could only nod as Jean said that she was going to call a meeting and explain everything.
"Do you have any idea where they went?" Jean was asking and Johnny closed his eyes for a moment trying to recall everything he had seen. A moment later he openned his eyes and shook his head in frustration. "I don't know. All I can remember is that they left the institute-" Johnny began but Jean had already waved her hand, realising that the question was a waste of time and that he would have mentionned it if he had known.
She had seemed to be leaving but as Johnny remained in place Jean whipped around, her red hair flying with her. As she spoke Johnny felt a moment of shock. The Professor attacked? Johnny had always thought of him as the main defense the school had despite all of its security. It had not occured to him before to wonder about why the Professor would not have picked up on the darkness he had seen and he realised suddenly that that was why there had been no one alerted to the students' disappearances.
He knew what Jean's question would be before she asked it and that was no result of his psychic gifts. The thought occured to him as she mentionned the professor's condition. He nodded immediately remembering his own six years in a coma. "I can't guarentee I'll see anything but it's worth a shot," Johnny said quickly. He had connected before with people in a coma and although not entirely sure of this option he was confident and desperate enough to give it a shot.
He had calmed down now, the fear and anxiety that had gripped him earlier had now vanished and it was replaced with urgency. "I'll go now," Johnny added but looked back quickly at Jean before he made ready to leave. "Jean there were eight of them, I think we should try and figure out who was taken, students and teachers. Ask around I guess but casually?" There was a question in his voice for he was no more sure of how to deal with this situation than anyone else. It was his first real emergency situation here at Xavier's and Johnny could only hope that it would be his last or the last for any of the other teachers and students.
Re: Xavier's Office- Visions"I can't guarentee I'll see anything but it's worth a shot," Yes, it was worth a shot, considering right now it was also the only shot they had, Jean wasn't one to pressure someone like that though so she just gave a small nod in agreement. "I'll go now," There was a pained little smile in appriciation of how he was taking this so seriously even if her idea was just a desperate attempt of finding out what was going on.
"Jean there were eight of them, I think we should try and figure out who was taken, students and teachers. Ask around I guess but casually?" Thinking for a moment, Jean slowly shook her head, there was no need to arouse suspicious towards anything dangerous, the students had enough to worry about with their end of year finals coming up.
"I'll have someone get onto it right away, I don't want any of the students getting worried, I think they've gone through enough problems for now, first we should figure out what's going on before we alert anyone outside of the teams to what is happening." There was a moment where she looked completely distracted, lost in her own thoughts as she worried over anyone else who might try and take matters into their own hands and go help rescue those who are missing. Without any further words, Jean hurried back into her room and made an annoucement for all team leaders and co leaders to meet her down in the War Room via their com badges instead of the school announcement system.
"Jubilee, we come into this world alone...and we leave the same way...the time we spend in between...time spent alive, sharing, learning...together...is all that makes life worth living."
Johnny's keen blue eyes picked up Jean's pained smile and he didn't need telepathy to know that she was desperate and was glad of any sort of effort on Xavier's behalf whether it was successful or not.
He waited for Jean to reply to his question and was rewarded with a hesitant shake of her red head in response. "I'll have someone get onto it right away, I don't want any of the students getting worried, I think they've gone through enough problems for now, first we should figure out what's going on before we alert anyone outside of the teams to what is happening," she explainned and Johnny nodded. He had been here for a few months yet something still seemed to always pop up that made him realise how much of an outsider to the team he was at times.
For a moment the professor looked distracted and Johnny was about to lean over and see if she was alright when she left the room without any further words. He only had to wonder what she had been thinking for a few moments before an announcement over his com badge informed him that he, along with other team leaders and co leaders were to meet in the War Room.
Curious to know what the others knew of the situation and knowing the deseperate race against time of the situation Johnny tok up his cane in one hand and set out at a swift paced walk towards the War Room.
TBC- War Room
(OOC:Is that okay? Also I wanted to bring Adrian's insanity due to his dream link with Loni to attention via Aisha. Is there any way I can get her to come down to the meeting and explain everything, possibly with Adrian?)
Re: Xavier's Office- Visions
Sure, but Hurry, I think Matt's forgotten about the War Room thread so you're lucky otherwise it would be over by now *Needs to go nag him*
Right now only Jean, Garnet and Spike are in there.. hope that's ok for you, but if it is, feel free to barge in!
... tell me if you're against it and I'll ask an admin to delete it 
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Since we hardly ever meet online and I knew you were busy I thought this way would be easier so that you could either reply or ignore the post acting yourself... considered it more efficient.
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