The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Interior (Excluding Classrooms)
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				Title: <strong>The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Interior (Excluding Classrooms)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 02:36:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.beautiful-libraries.com/library%20photos/home%20libraries%20english/3582.jpg)(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSlB6YePaTey0I2O_Sgm-F3uMa-OrKWZJe0P8H3ZkC2d15DHgu-)(https://encrypted-tbn2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcT6QcEDW7TYY8DsPZFtjd0LzBTKxVpuHrhNI8ACZGY-5IR3t_c7Sw)</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Inside the Mansion</span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><em>Within the mansion, there are many areas the students can gather. Many times there will be a pack of them raiding the well stocked kitchen for a late night snack. Other times, a few have stashed themselves in a corner of one of the many lounges, libraries or socializing areas about the many floors.</em></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Social Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RockSalt</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 03:05:13</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Dr. Alexander Moon<br><strong>Place:</strong> Lounge<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><br>Between working as a full time teacher and completing his P.H.D, Alex did not often allow himself time to unwind and relax. He simply did not have the hours to spare in order to do so. However, grading papers had gone alarmingly fast last night, and so he hadn't had the usual stack to slog through during his break. He had a small half hour between his math class and then the evening research he was taking. With the papers graded, he had allowed himself the calculated indulgence of doing <em>nothing</em>... for once.<br><br>Alex was reclined in one of the soft couches in one of the lesser frequented and smaller lounges. He had a thermos full of coffee that he took the occasional measured sip from. His legs were crossed and a paper was open in his lap, though he was making quick work of it and would pull out his book to replace it soon enough. His pale inhuman skin contrasted against the dark suit and rich colors of the room, making him look like a bright ghost. Though he was less of a outcast in the presence of his fellow mutants, it certainly didn't help him blend in. He seemed to be doing his best with it though having taken the seat in the very corner of the small lounge. Truth be told, even in the institute he felt out of place sometimes, after all, a majority of mutants still looked more human than he did, but he tried not to think about it as he read.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Social Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oldknight</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 03:59:22</strong>
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				Name: Hiro<br>Place: Lounge<br>Tagged: Open, he does nod to Alexander during post. <br><br>&nbsp;Hiro was enjoying his new experience, he had not been a the school for very long, but he could see the reasoning that his mother had sent him to the place. He knew that his mother was a mutant like himself, and his father as well. Knew had known a number of mutants growing up, many of which helped hin in his growth and showed him any useful things. He would treasure his friendships with each and every single one of them as long as he could draw breath. They were like family in many ways to the young man even. <br><br>Yet, he knew that this place as where he could make friends with people more his own age, people whom had powers like him and where he could figure his own course in life as well. He knew that it wasn't going to be the most easy thing the world, but nothing worthwhile ever came easy. He remembered hearing that countless times growing up. He figured that this place as a great chance, and thus he had taken it, and he had zero regrets for going along with his mother on the choose.<br><br>He walked into the lounge, and looked around noticing one of the other people, he thought a teacher most likely of in the corner, he gave him a nod as aknowledgement as he made his way to the middle of the room. he was glad that he had a book on himself, as he put it down to read, but when the young man saw the TV that was there, he quietly turned it on, putting it on low, just in case anyone around him happened to be working on anything important. He wasn't, and he found it to be relaxing, he leaned back against the couch, and smiled, it was comfortable, and he did in fact feel rather relaxed at that moment. He wondered just how long the place would remain so empty, but he figured others most likely would join the two of them within a short period of time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Social Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedMoon</strong> on <strong>19-06-2013, 21:49:12</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> Doc James<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Time</strong>: Early Afternoon<br><strong>Tagged:</strong> Open<br><br><br>James had finally emerged from the infirmary with a sigh, blinking at the bright sunglight filtering through the windows from outside. It was nice to get back to an area with some activity, people on their lunch breaks, moving between classes, relaxing in the halls, but he still felt fuzzy from staring at a computer all morning. He hated computers. Almost all of his notes were taken on paper, but, certain staff members insisted that he digitize all of them. Reluctantly, he had spent the entire morning typing up all of the reports he had amassed. It would likely take days to finish it all, especially at the rate he typed, and at the rate the computer spit out errors whenever he attempted to use it. He always planned to take some lessons or something, have one of the resident geniuses give him a hand with it, but, he never seemed to get around to it. Frustrating.<br><br>Waving at Alex as he passed the lounge, he entered the kitchen to get himself some coffee. Somebody had the good sense to leave a pot brewing, which was a relief. The scent alone was refreshing. There were a few seconds left on the timer, so, he collected his favorite mug from the cupboard and waited, leaning on the counter and looking out the window at the grounds. It was a nice place, and felt like home after all this time. It was a nice change from moving around all the time, though, he did feel restless once in a while. Still, the school gave him friends, almost family, really, co-workers, people who could relate to him, people who he could help. It gave him purpose. Wincing as he stretched, enjoying he sensation as his back and neck popped. Sitting in a chair staring at a computer all morning had left him feeling stiff.<br><br>The coffee machine, glorious being that it was, finally beeped to indicate it was ready, and he sighed with relief, pouring himself a mug, stirring in a bit of milk. He had forgone his white lab coat, which he usually didn't wear outside of the infirmary. He didn't often wear it in the infirmary, either, but, it seemed to make the patients feel better if he looked at least a little professional. As it was, he was dressed casually, in a gray v-neck t-shirt and a pair of dark jeans. It was comfortable enough, and not having to actually teach classes every day, he didn't have to look too professional. No, no classes for him. Only "Doctor Caldwell, a robot sawed my arm off in the Danger Room", or "Doctor, my leg broke when little Jimmy accidentally threw me through a concrete wall". Life among young mutants was always interesting, at least.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Interior (Excluding Classrooms)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 02:27:43</strong>
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				Character: Jared<br>Location: Kitchen<br>Tagging: Lily<br><br>Lily listened to Jared intently, taking in all the information "Well, I can teach you all about cooking, it's one of the hobbies I fill my spare time with. As for class, I'm doing well, I get good grades and never really had a teacher dislike me. The teachers here, well the ones that have been here a long, raised me, so studies always came first"<br>She gave a soft laugh of good nature and continued as she began to prepare the wraps for the rangoon "I don't really know much about my folks, they dumped me here when I was seven... It's... hard to talk about... but anyway I decided this year, I was going to open up and try to make some friends"<br>-------------------------------<br><br>"Well...if you need to talk about that feel free to come to me. I don't know if I can actually help but it might be nice to just get that off your chest." Jared took a step back and looked down the hall to the lounge. "HEY GUYS...IF YOU HUNGRY COME IN HERE." He called out then looked back at Lily. "If your going to make friends your going to have to be much more outgoing."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Interior (Excluding Classrooms)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 08:38:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/Tiffany_Toth.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Krystle Bobbi Drake<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Jared, Lily, Doc<br><hr><br>Krystle was in her typical mood, bubbly.&nbsp; Classes hadn't been too bad and she'd even scraped by with an eighty percent on the weekly quiz.&nbsp; She'd been told numerous times by Bobby, her dad, that college classes were more difficult than high school, but so far she wasn't convinced.&nbsp; There was almost no mandatory homework, and she only attended classes because Bobby would eventually hear about her skipping and then he'd lecture her.&nbsp; It was best to avoid unneeded lectures, if at all possible.&nbsp; Who wanted to be nagged by their dad all the time, anyway?<br><br>Krystle's golden curls fell loosely about her shoulders which were left bare, except for a thin strap, from her pale blue camisole.&nbsp; The top was a cute little number, at least in Krystle's opinion, and paired well with the white ruffled skirt which ended just above her knees.&nbsp; The open toed flats pulled the outfit together and the entire ensemble was designed to do one thing, make the guys notice without bringing down the wrath of the ever present faculty.&nbsp; Krystle figured the outfit was accomplishing the later part of her plan well, since none of the faculty had told her to change that day.&nbsp; Now she only needed to field test the outfit on a few of her male classmates to call it a success.<br><br>Krystle paused at the opposite entrance to the kitchen from where Jared had called into the lounge when her eyes fell upon Doc James.&nbsp; She had to resist a sudden urge to feign a sprained ankle and remember not to bite her lower lip as she gazed at what some might call "genetic perfection."&nbsp; Jared's shouting brought the blonde out of her day dream and caused her to giggle at herself.&nbsp; Sure, Doc was hot, but he was old too. . . like way old.&nbsp; Jared, on the other hand, was her age and if the outfit was going to work on anyone, it was her krasavchik.&nbsp; <br><br>Krystle slipped in behind Jared, touched his neck with a finger as cold as ice, her notorious, mischievous smile already prominent upon her lips, and chimed, <strong>"hello, cecyaneh."</strong> Her blue eyes twinkled with mirth as she waited for Jared to react to the surprise of her icy touch.&nbsp; <br><br>Once she saw the reaction she had been waiting for she turned her attention to Lily, <strong>"Hey, Lil, what'cha cookin, darlin?"</strong>&nbsp; There was no attempt to put a southern drawl on her speech.&nbsp; She thought Rogue sounded lovely, the few times she'd met the woman when Jacque's parents visited, but Krystle knew better than to try and be something she wasn't.&nbsp; <strong>"So, besides making the place smell great, what're you two up to?&nbsp; How were classes?&nbsp; Anything new happen?"</strong>&nbsp; Krystle asked the pair before she wandered over to the refrigerator and began scrounging for food.&nbsp; A moment later, Krystle reemerged with a stick of string cheese.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Interior (Excluding Classrooms)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RockSalt</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 10:16:35</strong>
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				<strong>Character:</strong> Dr. Alex Moon<br><strong>Location:</strong> Lounge &gt; Kitchen<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Hiro briefly &gt; those in kitchen<br><br>Alex glanced up from his paper as someone else came into the relatively quiet lounge and turned on the TV. Alex stared at him a moment, but the student turned the volume down a bit, Alex didn't see any reason to really be upset that his momentary isolation had been disrupted. Looking up did gave him the opportunity to notice James walking past the lounge. James nodded, and Alex smiled and inclined his head in acknowledgement back. He was actually almost done with his paper maybe he'd go over and chat...<br><br>It was at that moment several other students passed by, and Alex's eyes trailed after them as they disappeared from the door. A few seconds later there was a far too loud announcement that if anyone was hungry they should come to the kitchen. While the students that had passed by looked college age, hormonal supercharged high-schoolers and twelve-year-olds who breathed fire were everywhere. While Alex didn't really feel like a superior or like he should be one of the "adults" who ran the campus, it didn't change the fact that he was a teacher and was... somewhat in charge at least. He had never been comfortable with the open kitchens that just anyone could use, perhaps with he wasn't particularly competent in it himself. Alex folded his paper closed and fiddled with his cane. They were fine. He would just be meddling...<br><br>"<strong>Excuse me,</strong>" Alex said politely, getting the attention of the young man across from him, "<strong>can you watch my bag for a moment? I'll be right back...</strong>"<br><br>He walked down the hallway as briskly as he could manage with his minor limp. He stuck his head in quickly. There didn't seem to be any chaos or danger around, but still cleared his throat a bit and said, "Just be careful not to burn anything down alright?" to the students who had gathered around the kitchen. He tried to put a little bit of force into his voice, sound authoritarian... though he might've just come off as mean. As he turned to go, he noticed the school nurse, well, doctor, Doc James, getting some coffee.<br><br>"Good to see you outside the 'office' James..." Alex said briefly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Interior (Excluding Classrooms)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedMoon</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 15:36:13</strong>
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				<strong>Character:</strong> Doc James<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Alex, Krystle, Lily, Jared<br><br>More people were starting to filter in to the kitchen, starting with a pair of students he recognized. They had both been there for quite a while, so, he had run in to them numerous times, even if they didn't make a habit of getting injured. He smiled and raised a hand in greeting as he sipped at his coffee. It looked like Lily was returning with groceries. She always did like to cook. It was something he was grateful for, as he always liked to eat. He got hungry a lot.<br><br>"Morning. Or, afternoon?" He frowned, glancing out the window. Working in the lab all morning had been disorienting. "Whatever." He shrugged slightly, laughing. "Mm, making something? Excellent. I'm starving." He said with a grin.<br><br>Possibly because of Jared yelling down the hallway, more people were starting to show up. Miss Drake wandered in, looking stunning as always. She did have a habit of dressing somewhat... Provocatively. Not that he would be provoked. He was an adult, and a staff member. Nope, definitely not. Absolutely not. She sure was cute, though. So, he just gave her a smile and a wave as she entered, glad to see she was doing well, and that she was hanging around with Lily. Lily was far too quiet, the poor girl. She had been at the school a long time, and not really made any friends. Krystle made friends with everyone, so, it was a good combination. At that point, Alex stuck his head in to warn them not to set the place on fire.<br><br>"Ah, not to worry. I'll make sure they don't destroy the place." He teased. "And examine the food thoroughly. Make sure it's not dangerous or anything." He grinned. "Yeah, it's good to be out of the basement for a while. Away from the damn computers. Don't suppose you know what a... PC Load Letter is? Or how to fix it?" He frowned in irritation, already not looking forward to getting back to work. The machines conspired against him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Interior (Excluding Classrooms)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 22:13:48</strong>
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				Character: Jared<br>Location: Kitchen<br>Tagging: Lily, Krystle, Alex, James<br><br>Jared shivered as Krystle stroked his neck lightly with her cool touch. He was so alarmed he almost activated his power. Once he saw the beauty he let out a sigh of relief and smiled at her. "Mmmm....class was fine, do you need help with anything today? Oh and I'm just helping out with the cooking...as much as I can anyways." Jared blushed slightly due to how Krystle was dressed. She was attractive and knew how to show off her body without crossing a line. He was supposed to be a role model for the younger students but when one of your best friends dressed like that...well it was hard to not admire something so beautiful. As he finished answering questions he noticed others starting to file in.<br><br>Dr. Alex Moon had popped in to make sure that things were running safely. He worried too much but his heart was in the right place so Jared never took offense to his warnings. "You got it Doctor M. Do you need a hand with anything later? Id be happy to help." Jared knew that to some he seemed like a suck up but he just wanted to do whatever he could to help. During his training to be an X-man he had learned that doing what you can to help made all the difference.<br><br>Right as Dr. Moon had issued his warning Doc. James slid in and admired the work of Lily. Jared looked up to the Doctor as a brother like figure. He understood that he rarely needed to see the Doc. due to his powers but James was a hard worker and always seemed to care about the students. "Umm Doc. You take the first plate, you always seem like your not getting enough to eat. Try to make sure your not pushing yourself to far. You know how alot of us worry about you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Social Areas</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oldknight</strong> on <strong>20-06-2013, 23:40:28</strong>
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				<br>Name: Hiro<br>Place: Lounge<br>Tagged: Alex at the start of the post, notices those in kitchen, open<br><br><br>The voice of the older man caught his attention as he turned his head slightly and nodded his head, he knew the good doctor had walked by him and headed to the kitchen not that long before, and figured that the two older males would have something important to talk about&gt; He didn't mind helping out, keeping an eye on his bag was no trouble at all, "Sure, it isn't any problem at all," he said with a shrug as he looked at the teacher. He figured it was the right and good thing to do in the moment and keeping an eye on a bag wasn't so difficult either as to cause any legit problems.<br><br>Hiro adjusted himself on the couch moving more towards one of the sides and away from the middle of it, as he put his sock covered feet in front of himself and listened to the tv which was on low volume still and read at the same time. He could hear voices from the kitchen, a number of them. He knew without even looking happened to be in the kitchen, but he wasn't worried about it, they could do their thing. He had another chapter to get though, and he had to keep a eye on the bag, and he had to pay at least a bit of attention to what was being talked about on the news. It was a good think that he was good at multitasking or it might of been a bit of a challenge for him.<br><br>He turned the page of his book quietly. he was one whom liked to expand his mind, why he found reading in this language or his native language to be so much fun, it was a way to learn new things and grew stronger in his own knowledge of things. He could hear the conversation, but he tuned it out to the best degree possible. He figured it was none of his business what the teachers and students were talking about in the kitchen, plus, he could focus on the number of things he was doing by tossing in more stuff to pay attention to. Thus it was much easier to tune out the conversation then try and pay attention to whom was saying what. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Interior (Excluding Classrooms)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LamentingQuill</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 02:21:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h275/SavinaHime/LilySinclare-3_zps8ac51f04.jpg) (http://s66.photobucket.com/user/SavinaHime/media/LilySinclare-3_zps8ac51f04.jpg.html)</div>Character: Lily Sinclare “Blue Star”<br>Location: Kitchen<br>Tagging: Krystle, Alex, James, Doc and Jared<br><br>Lily smiled at Krystle as she entered the kitchen “Crab rangoon, you are welcome to some if you like once it's finished, you too Doc. There will be plenty. By the way sir, how was your day today? Aside from the troublesome repairs anyway, I wish there was something I could do to help. Maybe I can hold a flashlight for you or something?”<br>One thing was for sure, she definitely felt better with Krystle around, Krystle had been here a long time too and she was one of the few Lily truly felt comfortable around, Krystle always watched her back.<br><br>The raven haired beauty bit back a chuckle as she noticed her friend caress the back of Jared's neck, good for her, Jared was a good guy. She should totally go for him in her opinion, a girl needed a decent man in her life.<br>Lily reached for Krystle's mind, giving it a little nudge for permission and if given, Lily would have sent her 'Ask him out, he totally likes you. By the way, you seen Meg anywhere?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Interior (Excluding Classrooms)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 05:07:58</strong>
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				Name: Jacque<br>Location: Kitchen<br>Tagged: Krystle, open<br><br>Jacque walked into the kitchen slowly, he had followed the sound of voices to get there and smiled a bit when he saw Krystle and whistled at her outfit. "Well helloooo dere, you looking mighty nice today, Krystle." He said playfully and looked at her as he leaned on the wall.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Interior (Excluding Classrooms)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 10:14:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/Tiffany_Toth.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Krystle Bobbi Drake<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Jared, Lily, Doc, Alex, Jacque<br><hr><br>Chomping down on the rope of string cheese, Krystle gave her two friends a delighted smile.&nbsp; It was nice to see Lily actually interacting with someone, and Jared was likely the perfect person to test the waters with.<br><br>Her blue eyes rolled upward when she heard Professor Moon warn them about burning and she couldn't help but quip, <strong>"no need to worry, you've got your resident fire extinguisher on the job."</strong>&nbsp; The guy needed to get laid, or possibly just drunk.&nbsp; Not that she was volunteering to help with either of those activities.&nbsp; Though, on second thought, seeing the stuffy professor plastered might be quite amusing.<br><br>She continued the short walk back to her peers before sliding in next to Lily and examining the telepath's handiwork.&nbsp; <strong>"Crab rangoon, huh?&nbsp; Sounds delish.&nbsp; Find the recipe online?"</strong>&nbsp; <br><br>Krystle gave Lily silent permission to invade her surface thoughts with a curious look from the corner of her eye.&nbsp; Lily was likely accustomed to the jumble of chaos that was Krystle's mind.&nbsp; It wasn't so much disorganized as it was unfocused.&nbsp; Images of turning the nice, warm day outside into a winter wonderland played alongside memories of the latest pool party with a heavy heaping of well muscled classmates in their swimsuits.&nbsp; Every now and then, usually coinciding with a fresh bite, was the taste, smell, and texture of stringed mozzarella cheese.&nbsp; Aside from that, the stray thought of a missed question on her earlier test floated into her mind and was quickly swept out by whatever shiny object Krystle saw next.<br><br>A tiny smile touched her lips as Lily suggested she ask Jared out and she replied through the telepathic link Lily had opened, <strong><em>Meg?&nbsp; Meg, who?&nbsp; Oh, Ms. Adagio?</em></strong>&nbsp; Even in her mind the sound of the instructor's name was exaggerated and sarcastic.&nbsp; <strong><em>She's around here somewhere, I guess.&nbsp; I don't have her for any classes, so you would think she'd stop the whole, I'm a teacher and you're a student thing, but no...</em></strong>&nbsp; She sighed inwardly, which sounded like a full sigh in her head.&nbsp; <strong><em>As far as Sexy,</em></strong>[/i] that's what Cecyaneh meant, and since Krystle was fluent in Russian yet thought in English, sexy was what Lily heard.&nbsp; <strong><em>He can ask if he wants to.&nbsp; He's a big boy.&nbsp; Besides, he might be into you.&nbsp; You never know.</em></strong>&nbsp; Krystle fought to keep the sudden and unexpected tinge of jealousy at Lily taking Jared from her down, and used the training they'd received to guard their thoughts from telepaths to the best of her ability which promptly disconnected the psychic link.&nbsp; The thought was fleeting, and followed by remorse, which had likely seeped through the link just before it had been prematurely closed.&nbsp; <br><br>Sincere blue eyes gave the other girl an apologetic look as her pink, glossed lips mouthed "sorry".&nbsp; She considered Lily a friend, even a sister from another mister, but her feelings for Jared were confusing.<br><br>She waited until the two instructors were out of ear shot before she leaned forward, looked past Lily, and stuck her tongue out at Jared.&nbsp; <strong>"You're such a kiss up, Cecyaneh."</strong><br><br>Just then she heard the whistle and spun around to hear the resident Cajun's compliment.&nbsp; <strong>"Ye best close that jaw less you're aiming to catch some flies."</strong>&nbsp; It was something Krystle remembered Jacque's mother say to his father during one of their visits.&nbsp; It had made an unforgettable impression upon the young girl and it seemed quite appropriate to use at the moment.&nbsp; The faux southern accent was quickly abandoned as she waggled her well manicured eyebrows at the Cajun leaning against the entrance.&nbsp; <strong>"Thanks, Jacque.&nbsp; Glad you approve.&nbsp; So, what's the ragin Cajun been up to today?&nbsp; You here to add a bit of spice to Lily's rangoon?&nbsp; Have to warn you, these two are likely to put up quite the fight before you can get your mitts on Lily's cooking,"</strong> she teased all three.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Interior (Excluding Classrooms)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedMoon</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 15:42:12</strong>
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				<strong>Name:</strong> James "Doc" Caldwell<br><strong>Location</strong>: Kitchen<br><strong>Tag:</strong> Jared, Lily, Jacque, Krystle<br><br>James chuckled as he watched the students. Not really his students, since he didn't actually teach them anything, but, he still felt somewhat responsible for them, even if that was only reattaching limbs and fixing scrapes and bruises. Lily was a sweet girl, offering to help, and Jared seemed to worry about pretty much everybody. They were good kids, and he was glad to look after them when and where he could.<br><br>"Ah, Lily, you're the best." He smiled. "But don't worry about it, I'll get it sorted out. And Jared, you're young. You've got enough to worry about without worrying about me, so quit it or you'll go gray early." He teased.<br><br>He finished off his coffee as Jacque wandered in, smiling as he saw that a crowd was gathering. The kids didn't <em>really</em> need adult supervision, and Jared and Lily were responsible enough anyway. Not wanting to sap all their fun by being the adult and/or staff member looming over their shoulders while the worked and played, he washed his mug in the sink, put it back in it's usual spot, and made his way back to the door.<br><br>"Well, back to work for me. I'll definitely try some of this later, though, so save me a plate. You lot behave." He grinned, waving and exiting the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Interior (Excluding Classrooms)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batman4560</strong> on <strong>21-06-2013, 17:13:06</strong>
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				Character: Jared<br>Location: Kitchen<br>Tagging: Lily, Krystle, Alex, James, Jacque<br><br>Jared smiled at the two ladies at his side and blushed every time Krystle called him Cecyaneh. The food was starting to smell great and caused Jared to lick his lips. Looking around he saw Jacque and frowned at the man. He came from two former X-men and Jared often tried to keep a smile on his face when Jacque was around but something caused him to get angry when he complimented his blonde friend. "Here for some food or to float around Jacque?" He glanced up at the man and tensed his body up. His eyes went to the two ladies and he seemed to relax. Jared stood up and started to rub Krystle's shoulders slowly for a moment while looking at Lily make her food. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Jean Grey School, 2037~ Mansion Interior (Excluding Classrooms)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Golden Touch</strong> on <strong>23-06-2013, 01:08:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs27/f/2008/183/6/6/you__re_a_house_of_many_rooms_by_HollowAgain.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong> Caro Rasputin<br><strong>Status:</strong> Student<br><strong>Location:</strong> Kitchen<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open (Acknowledging Jared with a wave)<br><br>From beneath the large earpieces of her headphones was a haunting melody, her lavendar eyes flickering back and forth as she moved through the hallways toward the kitchen. Her black hair bobbed around her pixie face as she hummed to herself, swaying in the music- the lights glinting off the silver shining in her bottom lip, septum and the wide gauges of her earlobes. She lifted her long fingers to her hair, securing them into short little pigtails beneath her slender, pointed ears. Caro stepped into kitchen and paused in mid step. Arching a curious eyebrow, she spotted her cousin in a hands on task with one of the other students.<br><br>Candy? Cherry? She shrugged, mostly to herself as she pushed her headphones off her head and down to her slender shoulders. The beat pulsed against the curve of her long, white neck as she moved deeper into the kitchen. She waved at her cousin, her lips curving into a grin that exposed the hint of her fangs. Horn dog... The student turned away, pulling open the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of water. 
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