<div class="floatleft">(http://s3.amazonaws.com/photo.goodreads.com/photos/1342228162p8/535386.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Scott Summers<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Cyclops<br/><strong>Dorm Assignment:</strong>Floor 3, Room 1<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Auditorium<br/><strong>Time: </strong>September 2nd, Early Evening<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans, black v-neck t-shirt, red sunglasses<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Nathaniel, Open<br/><hr/><br/>"<strong>No, not at all. We were just in the middle of show and tell.</strong>" Scott said with a smile, looking up at Nathaniel as he approached. "<strong>Scott Summers. Nice to meet you.</strong>" He offered his hand to the other young man.<br/><br/>There were some new demonstrations going on, it seemed; Kitty (such a cute name) was sticking her hand through an apparently solid plate. Granted, it would have been a better magic trick if she had demonstrated that the plate was real first. Or had someone from the audience choose it. Stephen was apparently the stage magician, though, so he couldn't fault her for it. It was certainly an impressive power. With abilities like that, she must have been able to get in or out of anywhere she pleased. At least SHIELD wouldn't be keeping her confined.<br/><br/>"<strong>So, you were talking to Xavier?</strong>" He spoke up again, looking back to Nathaniel. "<strong>He's a very great man. He's done a lot for me already. Good conversation, too. Knows everything, I think.</strong>" He chuckled.