<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>Mantis, Arthur, Nathaniel, Stephen, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Scott wasn't too sure what had been going on before he arrived, but it seemed like there was some kind of animosity, or at least irritation, between a couple of people at the table. It was expected that some personalities would clash, he supposed, especially given the unique backgrounds of everyone involved. Still, as he had pointed out to Jimmy, they were all in the same boat. Being at each others throats wasn't going to accomplish anything for anyone, and it was bound to be a long and unpleasant stay if anyone grew too angry with anyone else. But, perhaps everyone just needed time to settle in. Perhaps even Jimmy and the girl who had followed him to the door would settle in, with time.<br/><br/>"<strong>Thanks.</strong>" He said with a pleasant smile, in response to Arthur. "<strong>They're... Prescription. Sort of.</strong>"<br/><br/>When Mantis spoke up, he looked a little confused by her assumption about the glasses, but she rattled on before he could respond to correct her misunderstanding, apparently compounding on the theory she was building inside of her head. It was an interesting one, at least, and probably said a lot about her. He didn't know much about her, and hadn't really spoken to her before. She was oddly quiet and reserved, very disciplined for someone her age it seemed. Discipline was something that probably all of them could stand to learn, himself in particular. It grew old pretty fast, having to be so agonizingly careful even doing simple things like sleeping or showering.<br/><br/>"<strong>That would be much more exciting, but no.</strong>" He said with a chuckle when she had finished. "<strong>I can see just fine. These just help me keep control over my mutation.</strong>" He explained. "<strong>What's this about doppelgangers?</strong>" He asked, having walked in on the tail end of that conversation. Did they have a shapeshifter among them?<br/><br/>Glancing over to see what everyone else was doing, he spotted Xavier speaking to another young man who he hadn't met yet. Seeing the fellow looking towards him, he smiled and gave both of them a friendly wave. Xavier had been very helpful and supportive so far, and Scott was looking forward to talking with him further. More than that, he was looking forward to getting to know Steve Rogers a little better as well. Captain America was someone he more than looked up to and respected, and Scott was excited about learning from him.