<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://cdn02.cdn.justjaredjr.com/wp-content/uploads/headlines/2015/12/ashley-benson-bday-wishes-from-pll-cast.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Medusa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12988378#msg12988378)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>X-Mansion, near the main entrance.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept 7th, around 3:00pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Salem (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12918911#msg12918911), Bobby (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261894.msg12977312#msg12977312), Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>About to receive a tour of her new home.<br/><hr/><br/>This had already been a long day for Abigail, better known to those that knew her as Medusa.  First, she'd been woken up at dawn and taken out of the cell that had been her home in the jail for the last few weeks.  From there, she was given back her street clothes and then taken to meet Xavier and someone else, honestly she hadn't been paying attention to who.  From there, she'd been brought to the Mansion, or Xavier's School for the Gifted as it was referred to.  Finally, she'd had to sit through a long and tedious lecture that went over the rules of the school and the new rules that applied to her.  In short, those rules made it clear that she was as much a prisoner here than she was in actual prison.  Only the fact that she did have some measure of freedom and it was far nicer than a cell stopped her from opening her mouth and giving him grief.  She had hoped that that would be the end of it for today and she'd be given a place to clean up and rest, but that thought was blown out of the water when she was informed that she would be part of a tour of the Mansion before being shown to her room.<br/><br/>She didn't want the tour, at least not right now.  She'd rather just be allowed to explore and find things on her own, but that wasn't going to happen.  Instead, she found herself standing on the outskirts of a small group of kids, most of them teens or a bit younger and most of them looked a bit nervous.  A couple of them looked at her and, seeing that she was a bit older, seemed to think about approaching her as if to see if she would make them feel better.  But the complete lack of interest that she showed in this whole situation persuaded them not to do it, which was good because she'd already been warned against paralyzing anyone and would've been in deep trouble if she couldn't help herself, which she wasn't entirely sure she would've been able to.  With that bored expression on her face, she looked over at the girl that was supposed to be giving the tour as she started to speak.<br/><br/>As Salem, as she would reveal was her name, spoke, Abigail attempted to figure her out.  She had a very by the book air to her in Abigail's opinion.  And she clearly had earned some trust from Xavier if she was handling the tour like this.  Her words also had the air of being heavily rehearsed, something that made her want to smirk slightly, but she didn't, instead maintaining the slightly bored expression that was on her face despite listening carefully to what Salem was saying.  When the end of the little monologue came, it was clear that Salem was proud of the fact that she'd been able to get through it, which only confirmed how heavily it was rehearsed.  When she asked if she had any questions, Abigail's eyes followed where she assumed that the girl was looking behind that visor and as she did, she felt an electric shock of fear surge through her body when she realized that she recognized one of the other 'students' in the tour group.<br/><br/>It was Snapdragon.  She had never met the guy, but his reputation and face was well known to anyone that grew up on the streets.  He was like the boogeyman to them, a figure that existed just outside of their world, but at any time could come crashing in and destroy anything he wanted.  She'd seen his handiwork once when she was young and it had left her sick to her stomach and afraid of that ever happening to her.  That fear had intensified when her boyfriend had been captured and she was left alone and feeling very vulnerable.  When he'd finally been taken in, it had been a huge weight off of her and she thought that she'd never hear his name again except in old stories or when laughing about how lucky they had been to survive when he could've shown up and taken their lives as easily as he'd taken an unbelievable number of them.  But now, now he was standing not ten feet away from her.<br/><br/>She felt her heart starting to pound in her chest as panic started to well up inside her, but she crushed it down as hard as she could.  If he was here, then there had to be a reason.  Charles couldn't be crazy enough to bring a psychotic killer to his school if that was a risk.  But then again, he had brought her here and of course her boyfriend was here, so it seemed that the man had a tendency to bring in mutants who got in trouble.  But she had to believe that this was safe.  Doing what she could to not pay attention to Snapdragon, she tried to put her focus back on Salem and the tour, now wanting it to be over as quickly as possible, if only to get as far away from Snapdragon as humanly possible.