<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://imgur.com/kLXamAT.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Storm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Headmaster's Office<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Friday 5th, 10:55 AM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Professor & Jean - Open to anyone though<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Salvation Discussion<br/><hr/><br/>There was always something going on, something to do, and something that needed to be fixed in the world. Nothing was ever "normal", serene, or otherwise peaceful. Humanity had always been fighting each others differences, never knowing true tolerance and acceptance. Once a new thing was introduced, it was perceived as a threat - no matter how natural it was. Skin color, financial status, high born/low born, physical beauty, and sexuality. If it wasn't the "norm", it wasn't in the religious texts as pure - it was an abomination. For mutants, it was the same. Now, humanity had something new to latch onto, instead of their pitiful lives as angry people who couldn't accept something different. No matter how the X-Men or students tried the present themselves, there was always a problem. To make matters worse, there were mutants like Magneto who did extreme things out of sadness and anger. While many could understand, it wasn't always the right thing to do.<br/><br/>For Ororo, she was often on the side of a peaceful way to deal with things - even if the government would rather lock them up like criminals. If it wasn't for Xavier's persistence and level headed guidance, things would be worse than it was before. Nothing was ever happy - to say the least - but the school gave hope to many lost kids. Ororo was thrilled do be apart of the journey. Even has a teacher, she was still growing and learning from everyone around her. Like the students, she was also lost. An orphan and a thief at a very young age, only for Xavier to find her and take her in. If it wasn't for him? Well, who knows what would've happened to the woman.<br/><br/>Now there was an issue that needed to be discussed and remedied. Ororo didn't like the stress, but kept herself positive as she entered the office that was occupied by Xavier himself. There were already talk of what to do, how to do it, and how wrong it was that it happened. Ororo agreed, but nothing would come of it if everyone spoke all at once. The lithe, dark skinned, silver haired woman took a seat, crossing her legs and placing her hands delicately on her knee.<br/><br/><strong>"I'm in agreement with Jean. We need to let the Professor talk - otherwise, nothing will get done."</strong>her voice was stern, but soft.