X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)
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				Title: <strong>X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lachiyous</strong> on <strong>12-04-2020, 04:35:25</strong>
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				This will be the (Frost Academy) location thread for the <em>X-Men: A Brave New World</em> roleplay. <br><br>(http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/penceton/X-Men/X-Logo/X-MenPoster.jpg) (http://s246.photobucket.com/user/penceton/media/X-Men/X-Logo/X-MenPoster.jpg.html)<br><br>When <em>Emma Frost</em>, was.&nbsp; A girl, it.&nbsp; Was the <em> Snow Valley School for Girls</em>.&nbsp; A private institution.&nbsp; For normal, females students.&nbsp; In preparation for, higher.&nbsp; Academia.&nbsp; Years later, she.&nbsp; Overtook.&nbsp; It.&nbsp; And, changed it.&nbsp; Into something else.<br><br>Nestled within, a pocketed clearing.&nbsp; Inside the <em>Berkshire Mountain</em> range.&nbsp; Of <em>Snow Valley</em>.&nbsp; The building itself, was established.&nbsp; Back, in the <em>18th Century</em>, carrying.&nbsp; With it, respect.&nbsp; Around the country.&nbsp; &nbsp;Bricks laid, herein.&nbsp; Meant to withstand.&nbsp; The harsh, ness.&nbsp; Of <em>Winter</em>.&nbsp; And perhaps, the.&nbsp; World.<br><br>She made it, a.&nbsp; Breeding ground.&nbsp; For those…<br><br>Smarter.<br>Stronger.<br>Superior.<br><br>Than simply.&nbsp; Everyone <em>else</em>.&nbsp; Here.&nbsp; She could sculpt.&nbsp; She could instruct (correct).&nbsp; She could (have them) achieve…GREATNESS.&nbsp; At her.&nbsp; Most prestigious –<br><br><em>Frost Academy</em><br><br>The <em>White Queen</em> used her, gifts.&nbsp; To find prospective.&nbsp; <em>Mutants</em>, so.&nbsp; That they may.&nbsp; Join her, cause.&nbsp; And become a part, of.&nbsp; Her –<br><br><div align="center">(https://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/penceton/X-Men/X-Logo/edited-image_1.jpg)</div>========================================================================<br><strong>Saturday Morning.</strong><br><br><em>On the news -- the lead story for the day is last night's attack on Fort Knox.&nbsp; Suspected perpetrators used an EMP device to disable security, killed several soldiers, and left no witnesses.&nbsp; Somehow, they ripped the vaults out of the ground and made them disappear.&nbsp; The high-tech labs at the military research facility at Fort Knox have also been spirited away, seemingly ripped from the ground.<br><br>Superpowered criminals are suspected and the President has asked the Avengers to investigate.</em><br><br><br><br><span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size">*Inspiration initially from "Felix80", whom helped start the idea for this world's original incarnation before I took over the concept; thanks to him!</span><br>========================================================================<br>For the <strong><span class="bbc_u">RULES</span></strong>, please check out the <em>X-Men: A Brave New World (OOC)</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318427.msg15338991#msg15338991) thread.<br>========================================================================<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Notable Links</span></strong><br><br><em>X-Men:&nbsp; A Brave New World (IC MAIN) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=319012.0)</em><br><em>X-Men:&nbsp; A Brave New World (OOC) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318427.0)<em><br><em>X-Men:&nbsp; A Brave New World (Character Sheets) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.0)</em><br><em>X-Men:&nbsp; A Brave New World (Between the Sheets) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318802.0)</em><br><em>X-Men:&nbsp; A Brave New World (official recruitment) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318426.0)</em> (has code for character profiles and post headers)<br>========================================================================<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Character Location Breakdown</span></strong><br><br><strong>A)</strong>Students (and some non) at <em>Xavier's School for the Gifted</em> in <em>Westchester, NY</em>:<br><br><em>Gambit<br>Storm<br>Crystal<br>Witterquick<br>Psylocke<br>Clone<br>Sunfire</em><br><br><strong>B)</strong>Students at the <em>Frost Academy</em> in <em>Snow Valley, MA</em>:<br><br><em>Marvel<br>Cipher<br>Warpath<br>Shooter<br>Decapre</em><br><br><strong>C)</strong>At an unknown location, in the company of <em>Mystique</em> and <em>others</em>:<br><br><em>Rogue</em><br><br><span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size">(this section will probably be susceptible to change as the story unfolds)</span><br>========================================================================<br><strong><span class="bbc_u">Frost Academy Maps</span></strong><br><br>(https://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/penceton/X-Men/X-Mansion/Frost%20Academy.jpg)<br>(https://i246.photobucket.com/albums/gg107/penceton/X-Men/X-Mansion/Frost%20Academy2.jpg)<br>========================================================================</em></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>13-04-2020, 00:51:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/EQGyLz9.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Alisa Tager (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15340856#msg15340856)/Cipher<br><strong>Location</strong>: Leaving the East Dormitory | On her way to Lunch<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br><strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday in May<br><hr><hr><br><em>She could have continued to hide in her room. <br><br>After all, she didn't have to stress a room mate or worry about being noticed when that was the last thing she wished to happen. However, her stomach had decided that food was necessary right now and she'd had no choice but to pull on something comfortable and make her way into the early afternoon sunlight, go across the quad and head for the cafeteria. It was a stupid waste of time in her humble opinion and it would have been much easier if she could just cook for herself in her room but NO. That was not how things were done in Frost Academy; not that she was going to bitch and moan about it. There was no point. Complaining changed nothing and only drew attention that she'd rather not suffer through.<br><br>So, she dressed and she stalked (plodded) outside and into the brilliant sunshine before meandering down a nearby walkway which led toward the cafeteria and student lounge. She wasn't expecting to see anyone. Hell, she'd probably lose her damned mind if anyone said so much as boo in her general direction when she wasn't prepared for them to do so. What was the point of being inaudible, barely able to be read by most psychics (Psychos if you asked HER!!) with the ability to disappear from view and phase through ANYTHING, if she was just gonna have people...looking at her? She wasn't much of a people person by any stretch of the imagination and since coming to the Academy, she had found herself being even less so than normal.<br><br>It was like they were trying to change who she was. She didn't like it.</em><br><br>Alisa passed quietly through the Student Lounge, just to see if anyone was about before she ducked outside and crossed over to the cafeteria. The place was a bit busier than usual but that mattered not at all. Colorful hair and tats aside, if she didn't want to be seen, she wasn't. Period. After gathering her lunch, the small woman shifted toward a table in the far corner of the vast space, someplace swathed in shadows despite the bright rays of the sun that lit the area with a golden glow. With a bit of a muttered curse, she plopped down and began to pick at her food, head down, eyes trained on the table before her. Eventually, she forgot that anyone else was even there.<br><br>It worked out well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orange Marmalade</strong> on <strong>13-04-2020, 10:22:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/LV3h9sN.jpg)</div><br><br><strong>Character</strong>: Jean Gris / Phoenix (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15342881#msg15342881)<br><strong>Location</strong>: Student Lounge<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Cipher, Open<br><hr><hr><br>Jean was... a bit bored. There were no jobs currently, at least nothing that was overly pressing, and not a whole lot going on. That said, at least it was still sort of the middle of Spring, which meant nice and fairly mild weather in New York. He had spent the early part of the morning playing a bit with his investments. The stock market wasn't really his thing, and he'd found himself a nice little Wall Street tycoon to manage investing the cash he brought in from doing jobs for Shaw, but he liked learning things himself and left himself a little bit to play with on his own.<br><br>He'd spent some of the rest of the morning taking care of other errands and mostly wasting time. It was a quiet time at the school, and there wasn't any training currently scheduled for the morning so he'd been free to do as he wished.<br><br>Eventually lunch time rolled around and Jean pondered his options. Frost wasn't the type to skimp on costs, but cafeteria food was still cafeteria food, and Jean wasn't really a fan of that. In the end, he eventually wandered into the cafeteria with a large typical asian-inspired to-go container. He used his elbow to pop open the door and his hip to push it the rest of the way open before making his way over to the utensils and grabbing himself some napkins and a spoon.<br><br>At the moment it looked things were awfully quiet in the cafeteria, and the only person of note was one of the slightly newer students that had been brought in, somewhere over in the corner. Jean hadn't had too much of a chance to get to know her yet, so he walked that direction even as he popped open the lid of his to go container and used the spoon to grab a big spoon of fried rice with some kimchi mixed in and bring it to his mouth.<br><br>Once he arrived at the tabled he toed back a chair and plopped down into it. Lifting one left, another chair smoothly slid itself out and under his heel as he relaxed back into his seat and have Cipher a nod.<br><br>"Hey," he said once he'd swallowed his food, "You check out the latest news? Looks like we've got a new badass teleporter on the loose, or at least something like that." He grinned a bit, wondering if Shaw was looking for them. What kind of power would that bring the megalomaniac? Probably quite a bit, thinking about it. Especially considering just how easily they seemed to get by the security.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remec</strong> on <strong>13-04-2020, 15:37:45</strong>
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				<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcTw8bf2H2Yg4mH-cJbSDznFQHIqvJmo-cGff5v1FJo9KlkRp57e&amp;usqp=CAU)</div><br><br><strong>Character</strong>: James Proudstar/Warpath<br><strong>Location</strong>: Frost Academy (outside/then the cafeteria)<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Whomever might be around<br><hr><hr><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Saturdays in May tended to be pretty quiet around the grounds of the ultra-prestigious Frost Academy, James Proudstar noted to himself. He didn’t really have anything going on since sports on campus tended to be more of an intramural type of activity and he wasn’t exactly into the sort of cliques that participated in those sorts of organized things. When asked to come here, it had seemed the ideal place to go to learn more about his abilities and hone them to the edge he would need to get some justice for his late brother.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;For now, though, training was his main focus, and that included weekends. He had gotten up early, thrown on some workout clothes, laced up his sneakers, and hit the pathways that linked up the dormitories and the other assorted buildings on the campus grounds. James knew that the actual gym and its track was probably open and available since there wasn’t any sort of meets going on, but he liked to actually be outside with the sunlight and fresh air.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After a couple of circuits, James decided it was time for a break and some actual breakfast, so he stopped at the cafeteria. It seemed like he’d chosen the same moment as most of the campus, but the lines had gone down quite a&nbsp; bit so he quickly swung through for some fruit and a plate of assorted proteins---ham, sausage, scrambled eggs—and that most important of things, an extra-large coffee. It wasn’t a totally healthy choice of drink, but was one of James’ few vices. After paying, he wandered into the large seating area and looked about for either a quiet spot or someone he might know from either a class, the orientation at the beginning of the semester, or just from around the dorm.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Hmm,” he said to himself, “where should I go now?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>14-04-2020, 07:55:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/EQGyLz9.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Alisa Tager (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15340856#msg15340856)/Cipher<br><strong>Location</strong>: Eating in the cafeteria | <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Oh no, he caught me!!"</span><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Jean<br><strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday in May<br><hr><hr><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>'I swear, I shoulda...'</em></span><br><br>The ridiculous inner rambling was drawn immediately to a halt when a warm tenor verging toward baritone broke her inner monologue. Alisa immediately looked up...and up. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>'Mothafuck me, he's tall!'</em></span> The young man soon settled himself at her table <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>'Noooo!'</em></span> and spoke, the query- lightly accented and fairly straight forward- falling from smiling lips. The young tatted up woman took a moment to shield herself, shutting herself away <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>'Like Occlumency from Harry Potter!'</em></span> before she swallowed the remainder of her bite and proffered up a shy smile. <br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"You know, I didn't even look? I probably should keep abreast of the shit that happens outside of these walls but damn if I wanna check out how crazed the world's gotten. I just escaped from it a few months ago!" </span> Her own voice was husky and warm, roughened from disuse and slightly deep, a whiskey soaked contralto. One small hand pushed a fall of raggedy curls away from her forehead even as she shifted in her seat and allowed herself to take in her table partner. He was attractive in a punk rock sort of way, lithe, tall,&nbsp; <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>'Pale as fuck but I love his hair...'</em></span> and all together seemed fairly confident and comfortable in his skin. She wished she felt so at ease but she never had. <br><br>She doubted she ever would.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"What makes ya think it's a teleporter?"</span> She paused and ran that sentence back. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"They left no traces at all beyond the missing stuff and dead bodies? I mean honestly, I coulda got in without setting of an alarm or being seen, heard OR killing anyone but I couldn't have gotten out with like an entire fuckin' room..."</span> She took another bite of her salad and studied&nbsp; the table top, her brow furrowed in concentration.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Dammit! Now I gotta go look into things!"</span> She glanced up with a small grin. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Dang, why'd ya have to tell me that?"</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessLowell12</strong> on <strong>18-04-2020, 20:46:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/5e/4f/48/5e4f481da42e43227dd8fe47f3c874e7.jpg)</div>&nbsp; <strong>Name:</strong> Louis Addleton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15372910#msg15372910)<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging:</strong> Open | Mentioned Jean and Alisa<br>&nbsp; <strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday of May<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><br><br>Louis tousles her hair as she flips it back over, setting the blow dryer down on her counter. Satisfaction is panted across her face&nbsp; as she looks at the now volume filled hair and her painted face. She never left her room without her hair done and makeup carefully applied. It was her morning routine to shower, and then make her face and hair was presentable. Her outfit was always on point as well, after all she planned every day of the week the Sunday before the week even started. Louis's life was unpredictable enough as it was, some semblance of normalcy like this was enough to keep her motivated for everything she had coming at her. <br><br>But now it was time for break feast, and then to go about her day. Today she didn't have any classes, but that didn't mean she couldn't work on some training, or socialize with the new student. The school's population was a majority of men, well besides Polaris and Emma Frost herself. So a new female recruit was exciting! Louis intended to make friends, even if that took a while.<br><br>So Louis adjusted her finger less gloves on last time and headed out of the girls dorm. She strides confidently across the quad, and enters the cafeteria quietly. The brunette lets her gaze sweep across the room, students had gathered to grab food, just as she had. But she instantly noted three specific individuals, Jean, Alisa, and James. Jean was seated with the new woman, and Louis can instantly tell its an intriguing conversation, perhaps they were talking about the news this morning? <br><br>James however has just appeared to grab his food and is looking for a table. So Louis quickly grabs a plate of fruit and yogurt, as well as some eggs and a nice cup of tea, before stepping up to his side. <br><br>"Morning! Looking for a place to sit?" Louis chimes in, smiling up at the much taller man. She appreciated James abilities and size. He was the kind of man that was dedicated to training and his own fitness, and that was something the shorter woman respected immensely.<br><br>"I'm going to go introduce myself to the new woman, Alisa I think her name was? Oh and harass Jean a little. Haven't seen him all week." Louis chuckles and begins walking towards that table slowly, pacing herself in case James wants to follow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remec</strong> on <strong>18-04-2020, 22:46:56</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcTkQDLpLaGI7NrtNpALSvP24HMmleHsdGSqRgsl4P533S0ocOzh&amp;usqp=CAU)</div><br><br><strong>Character</strong>: James/Warpath<br><strong>Location</strong>: Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Jean, Alisa, and/or Louis<br><hr><hr><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Morning! Looking for a place to sit?” said a female voice just before and to one side of James. She continued on while James was looking her over and letting his memory decide if she’d been at orientation or one of his new classes. Transferring in mid-term was always so problematic when it came to getting to know people. “"I'm going to go introduce myself to the new woman, Alisa I think her name was? Oh and harass Jean a little. Haven't seen him all week."<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She moved away towards a quiet corner of the cafeteria where only a single couple was seated. James shrugged to himself and trailed over that way as well, trying not to look too much like he was staring at the ass of the woman who’d spoken to him. <em>Although, I totally am.</em> he thought with a small smile.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When they reached the pair, James set his tray down and leaned across to the others. “Hey there,” he said, extending a hand to Jean and smiling at the two women, “James Proudstar, not sure if I’d had the pleasure of meeting any of you yet.” He paused for a breath, “Interpersonal relationships aren’t my usual thing, Ms Frost told me I should work on that more.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orange Marmalade</strong> on <strong>19-04-2020, 00:12:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/LV3h9sN.jpg)</div><br><br><strong>Character</strong>: Jean Gris / Phoenix (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15342881#msg15342881)<br><strong>Location</strong>: Student Lounge<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Cipher, Open<br><hr><hr><br>Jean glanced up as another figure entered the student cafeteria area, the massive Apache hunk impossible to miss. He was about to give the guy a wave to invite him over but got distracted by Cipher's question and instead offered her a shrug.<br><br>"I mean, its not a sure thing obviously, and given what Mutants are capable of there's probably a million powers it could be," he said, "But yeah, I mean the whole vaults are gone. What can do that without also leaving holes in everything else? So they were either like.. teleported away, shunted to another dimension, or maybe just shrunk down and carried quietly out? It is a mystery." He shoveled some more kimchi fried rice into his mouth as they mulled it over, and kicked back a bit more in his chair, lips pursed in thought.<br><br>Another figure appeared and Jean glanced over, seeing Shooter arrive, the pair then coming over to join them.<br><br>Jean gave a little wave and shook James's hand, "Hey man." He took his foot off the chair he'd been using as a footstool and gestured for them to join them wherever they'd like, "We were just chatting about the crap on the news, someone's been hitting some high profile stuff."
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>20-04-2020, 12:57:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/EQGyLz9.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Alisa Tager (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15340856#msg15340856)/Cipher<br><strong>Location</strong>: Eating in the cafeteria | <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Fuck me running. More people!!"</span><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Jean | Louis | James<br><strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday in May<br><hr><hr><br>The young woman listened as her companion broke it down a bit further for her, the corners of her mouth down turned in thought. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>'Shit. As if we don't get bad enough press as is!'</em></span> She could do naught but shrug, slim fingers touching down upon her curls, as two more people wandered over. The first to speak was a very large man, bronze hued, a veritable Godling. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">“James Proudstar, not sure if I’d had the pleasure of meeting any of you yet. Interpersonal relationships aren’t my usual thing, Ms Frost told me I should work on that more.”</span> The bass in his voice shivered along her spine but she tried to be polite.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Good ta meet ya. I'm Alisa."</span> Next to him was a hella fine woman and Alisa allowed her gaze to skirt over the feminine features even as a grin tugged at her mouth. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Hello."</span> She didn't have a chance to say anything further as her table companion spoke once more.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"We were just chatting about the crap on the news, someone's been hitting some high profile stuff."</span> Alisa nodded stiffly and allowed her dark gaze to land upon each person in turn. She felt out of sorts and a little antsy. What was the point of being invisible in every damned way if people could just find her? She wasn't used to so many words in her general vicinity and she felt the need to get up and run screaming from the table. She wouldn't, of course, but damned if she didn't want to. Still, she scooted over to make sure there was room enough and waved one slim hand at the empty seats. If she was going to be surrounded by people, at least they were all pretty!<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Did either of you catch the news?"</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessLowell12</strong> on <strong>20-04-2020, 15:38:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/5e/4f/48/5e4f481da42e43227dd8fe47f3c874e7.jpg)</div>&nbsp; <strong>Name:</strong> Louis Addleton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15372910#msg15372910)<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging:</strong> Jean, James and Alisa<br>&nbsp; <strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday of May<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><br><br>Louis slides into the seat next to Alisa, noting the very obvious check out and grin, before returning with a wide smile of her own. "Louis, Addleton. People call me Shooter around here." <br><br>The brunette flashes a smile to Jean, even as she introduces herself to James and Alisa. Of course Louis knew who these two were, she stayed on top of the going ons with the academy. Especially when it came to new arrivals. She liked making new friends, and took pride in knowing multiple individuals.<br><br>Louis takes a small sip of her tea, listening to Jean tell them about the current conversation, and then lets her gaze sweep over Alisa as the other woman talks about hitting high profile things. She had seen that story. Fort Knox had been hit last night.<br><br>"Oh yeah! Its crazy! The vaults just disappearing like that. My theory is teleportation." Louis leans back and crosses her legs as she takes a bite of yogurt, glancing at her companions, before allowing her gaze to settle on Alisa. <br><br>"So what can you do?" Louis asks, she hadn't spoken to the woman yet, even though they lived in the same dorm. Last night had been a little busy, chatting with her parents and cleaning her room always took up a lot of her time. She was a mess, but a hot mess, and that was what counted.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remec</strong> on <strong>21-04-2020, 14:19:47</strong>
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				<br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcTUi55mntK3tZlhZUHZ-fQiifxkAfVa2ptVjCldzcwrUTRNp5HH&amp;usqp=CAU)</div><br><br><strong>Character</strong>: James/Warpath<br><strong>Location</strong>: Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Louis, Alisa, Jean<br><hr><br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Did either of you catch the news?” Alisa had asked James and Louis, and the young woman had nodded and blurted out her reply before James could even think if he’d heard anything on the tv or radio before he’d gone for his run that morning.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Oh yeah! It’s crazy! The vaults disappearing like that. My theory is teleportation,” she said.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Disappearing vaults?” James interjected, “What’s that all about?”<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He listened to the others fill him in on what had been reported about the break-in at Fort Knox. James nodded as he listened while beginning his breakfast and quietly sipping at his coffee. Louis asked Alisa, “So, what can you do?” And James turned to regard the other woman, thinking he was interested in this as well as in what someone codenamed “Shooter” did, or what Jean might be capable of. His own power set was fairly obvious which is why he tried to make sure to stay on top of his math and science classes so that, should it be necessary, he could help with handling some of the tech instead of just being muscle or a team’s tank—as the gamers commonly referred the sort of role he typically found himself in.<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Yeah, and what has Ms. Frost named you? Or do we get to choose that sort of thing for ourselves?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>21-04-2020, 21:13:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/EQGyLz9.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Alisa Tager (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15340856#msg15340856)/Cipher<br><strong>Location</strong>: Eating in the cafeteria | <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Fuck me running. More people!!"</span><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Jean | Louis | James<br><strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday in May<br><hr><hr><br>Alisa allowed herself to sink into silence, her mind filled with the random buzz of what she called the <strong>Null</strong>.&nbsp; Usually, this would soon be followed by a blanking of the sounds she produced before she finally just drifted away. No thought, no sound, no sight. Of course, she'd been lectured (more times than she cared to count) about her misuse of her abilities to avoid conversation but it didn't stop her from wishing to do so. After all, the babble of voices made her skittish, left her feeling quite itchy in her skin. Still, she hadn't been here long enough to ignore what she had been told.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"You are here to learn, not to fade from memory like some ghost. You will refrain from indulging in your little quirks while on campus. Is that understood?"</span> Alisa had nodded then, over and over again, but the idea of just not being known or found soothed her. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>'Til Miss Emma finds out I've done it, again!'</em></span> She was drawn from the moroseness of her thoughts by two very direct queries; the first from the beauty and the second from the godling. With a small shrug, Alisa answered both of them.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"If I don't wanna be heard, I won't be unless I choose to allow someone a chance to do so. Most psychics can't locate me when I enter the Null. Even a really strong one has to concentrate for a long minute to feel me if I don't want them to. I can phase through people, buildings, the floor, whatever and I emit a sort of bio-electric shock if I pass through a person, harsh enough to disorient them, maybe disrupt their powers a little if they happen to be a mutant. Obviously, this means I can turn invisible as well."</span> She paused, blushed, and shrugged.&nbsp; <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I could probably fly if I wanted to in my invisible state but I ain't never tried it. As for what my code name is? It's Cipher. Miss Emma never explained why though."</span> She finished the last few bites of her food, chewed, swallowed and continued on. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"That's why I say I coulda got in without bloodshed, without being tracked, traced or seen and I don't teleport..."</span> With that she allowed her gaze to take in the others.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"What about y'all?"</span> After all, she had shared everything. Others needed to do the same.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orange Marmalade</strong> on <strong>27-04-2020, 21:38:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/LV3h9sN.jpg)</div><br><br><strong>Character</strong>: Jean Gris / Phoenix (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15342881#msg15342881)<br><strong>Location</strong>: Student Lounge<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Cipher, Warpath, Shooter, Open<br><hr><hr><br>Jean nodded his agreement as Alisa mentioned chatting about the stuff on the news, and he gave a small shrug. "Guess some people are in for a messy afternoon, hmm? Trying to figure all that out is not going to be very fun for them, I think," he said with a small chuckle.<br><br>He nodded his agreement towards Louis and her theory. "Indeed, teleportation," he said, "Or I don't know, perhaps still miniaturization. Perhaps some tiny little man walked in, made the vaults even tinier, and then he just.. walks out." He nodded once more, then shook his head in amusement, "I suppose in a world with our kind, the number of possibilities are infinite."<br><br>Then he glanced towards Alisa, "Which is where your idea would have fallen short, I think. You are sneaky, and could get in. But how could you get all those vaults out? That's.. some crazy power. But I'm sure the government is on it, probably tripping over themselves with bad theories.<br><br>He smirked again before taking another bite of his food, glancing around the table curiously, "Either way, not our problem, but a fun thought exercise I suppose."
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessLowell12</strong> on <strong>27-04-2020, 22:02:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/5e/4f/48/5e4f481da42e43227dd8fe47f3c874e7.jpg)</div>&nbsp; <strong>Name:</strong> Louis Addleton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15372910#msg15372910)<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging:</strong> Jean, James and Alisa<br>&nbsp; <strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday of May<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><hr><br><br>Louis considers Jean's words first, thinking about miniaturization and tiny humans. There were flaws in that theory as well though.<br><br>"If they shrank the vaults, wouldn't they still have to carry the same weight as if they were normal sized? I'm not an expert on physics, so I mean that could work if they reduced the weight right?" Louis shrugs, she didn't know all that much about how that would work, but it was an interesting theory. <br><br>"I think in a way it is our problem. It was clearly a mutant who did this, which means they'll be on a mutant tirade again for a while." Louis rolls her eyes, but then turns her attention back to Alisa. <br><br>"So you can essentially go invisible on command? That is superbly cool. Can Ms. Frost sense you when you do that? What's it like to be shocked like that I wonder. Not pleasant right? Oh that power really could get you into a vault and out again." Louis is grinning like crazy, she finds the other woman's power set very intriguing. <br><br>"As for me, I shoot lasers out of my hands. Well when the gloves are off anyway." Louis holds up her hand as if to demonstrate, but then shows off the black leather finger less gloves on her hands. It appears like small silver stitching is lining the middle of the palm. <br><br>"Ms. Emma nicknamed me Shooter. I've been practicing my aim." Louis smiles and then has another thought as she glances at James, answering his question; "But I think we can name ourselves too if we asked nicely." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>30-04-2020, 07:45:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/EQGyLz9.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Alisa Tager (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15340856#msg15340856)/Cipher<br><strong>Location</strong>: Eating in the cafeteria | <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Fuck me running. More people!!"</span><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Jean | Louis | James<br><strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday in May<br><hr><hr><br>Alisa allowed a few nods as she listened to the voices that rose and fell in sweeping arcs all around her. Of course, the redheaded gentleman seemed far more laid back than she was but she found that to be the case no matter who was involved. She pondered that for a long moment and worried about whether or not she had missed a step in describing what she could do. However, after no more than a minute's thought, she had to admit that no, she'd been more than forthcoming. Still, she understood that following the train of thought concerning the teleporter (or whatever the thief was) was essentially a waste of time unless Miss Frost deemed it otherwise.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Either way, not our problem, but a fun thought exercise I suppose."</span> His words seeped out, a hint of laughter held within dulcet tones and she could only nod. It did not seem to be an issue they were going to have to deal with at all. The pretty young woman who sat beside her soon added her opinion. A smile quirked full lips as Alisa sipped from her drink. Differing points of view were always entertaining and the woman <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>'Code name: Shooter.'</em></span> seemed pretty set on her own. After a momentary silence, Louis spoke once more and Alisa turned to answer her, dark eyes trained on the woman's pretty face.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Miss Frost has been the only one thus far who can, even when I go Null. Even she admitted that it took her longer than usual to do so, kinda like touching the great beyond through radio static. Her longer than usual is like thirty seconds though so you know, it definitely didn't seem to be a problem for her!"</span> A smile dimpled her cheeks. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Lasers? That's fuckin' amazing. Much cooler than being persona non grata at will. Do you know what the strength is, I mean of your beams?"</span> Her head cocked as multi=hued curls tumbled forward to shield her features from view. Soon enough, her gaze flicked to the quiet Native American male. <br><br>He was very silent, very large, and pretty frickin' adorable all things considered. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>"Miss Frost musta went and found the prettiest people she could to train. Why in the hell am I HERE?'</em></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remec</strong> on <strong>01-05-2020, 22:30:26</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcQeL0FfFzHNQ4fUdthvErs0t96Of9gv_afaTSzm76WnyQj9gp-I&amp;usqp=CAU)</div><strong>Character</strong>: James/Warpath<br><strong>Location</strong>: Eating in the cafeteria <br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Jean, Louis, Alisa<br><strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday in May<br><hr><hr><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;James kept eating, remaining pretty much quiet and just taking in what the others were saying with his ears while doing an, admittedly, poor job at not taking in both women with his eyes. He finished a swallow of coffee to wash down the last bit of his final biscuit and nodded. “Yeah, I take it from the gloves that control might still be an issue and the power is enough that Ms. Frost wants no accidents. Has to be kind of cool, though, to have a weapon like that—to be a weapon like that—without the specialized training and exercise the rest of us have to go through.”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He paused for a moment.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>Maybe that was a bit of an overreach.</em><br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Not that you don’t have your own sort of training and exercise to master that kind of power,” he added with a slightly downcast look at Louis. “Anyway, I’ve finished my morning run, had breakfast, met some of the other students, looks like most of a good day and it’s not even noon,” he said with a light laugh. “Anyone have anything interesting planned for the rest of the day?”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He smiled and continued to sip what remained of both his coffee and a large chocolate milk, just alternating between them without any pattern.&nbsp; <em>I might have some suggestions…jeez…I have to get my thoughts under better control. Especially around here.</em><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orange Marmalade</strong> on <strong>03-05-2020, 20:48:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/LV3h9sN.jpg)</div><br><br><strong>Character</strong>: Jean Gris / Phoenix (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15342881#msg15342881)<br><strong>Location</strong>: Student Lounge<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Cipher, Warpath, Shooter, Open<br><hr><hr><br>Jean held up a finger as Shooter mentioned it was obviously a mutant. "Most likely you're right, but remember sometimes there's things out there even stranger than us," he said with a smile, "But yes, given what they've done and how easily, they might be at it for a while until caught. Unless the Avenger's nab them at least." Thinking about the world they lived in, the possibilities were really sort of endless. Mutants were mostly what the world knew, but there were other 'things' out there, as shown by the Avengers and some of their members. Part of him was irritated at not knowing what was causing it, but the rest of him simply didn't care. Someone else's problem. Not his money, no, he saw those all stashed nicely offshore, by some very loyal financial wizards, and he took no chances with it. After being on Shaw's yacht he'd decided he definitely needed to save up for one of those one day.<br><br>He nodded towards Cipher as well. "Remember if there's one, there's likely to be others," he said, "Would not want to be reminded of that in an inopportune moment, hmm? Plus we are not too common a thing to find, and many of us" - he tapped the side of his head - "seem to work differently from the others. For as difficult as some find it, others may hardly even be affected." He chuckled again, "One of the first things Ms. Frost taught me was no matter how well thought out your defenses, always be prepared for the possibility of some bumbling idiot to find a way past them that you never even considered."<br><br>At Warpath's question he shook his head. "Non," he said, accent just barely audible, "Mostly some study. Some practice. Some time in the garage. Work has been quiet, so it is nice to finally have a little time back here to catch up on things. His eyes scanned the others again, "Does anyone else have anything fun planned for the weekend?" Meanwhile he returned to his brunch of sorts, shoveling a bit more fried rice into his mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessLowell12</strong> on <strong>04-05-2020, 01:04:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/5e/4f/48/5e4f481da42e43227dd8fe47f3c874e7.jpg)</div>&nbsp; <strong>Name:</strong> Louis Addleton/Shooter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15372910#msg15372910)<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging:</strong> Jean, James and Alisa<br>&nbsp; <strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday of May<br><hr><hr><br><br>Louis listens to Jeans points, nodding as he makes very good ones. She considers his comment about things stranger then mutants. Wasn't there a bonafide god on the Avengers team? <br><br>"That's right, isn't Thor some kind of god? You make good points." Louis nods, thinking about the implications of something scarier then a mutant stealing those vaults. <br><br>Shooter turns to James then and nods, "Control tends to still be an issue yes. Especially in high emotional moments." Louis doesn't usually admit that, but they were all students here, and James had brought it up so why not? <br><br>"I don't have to train my body physically no. Though I do like to hit the gym. Its refreshing, exercising." Louis shrugs.<br><br>"Its hard to explain the strength, it kind of varies. Though I can control that now at least. I can show you sometime, there's a section of the forest I go into to practice. Safer away from others, but if you stand behind me you'll be just fine." Louis's invitation is followed by a hopeful smile. She wanted to get to know the woman beside her, her power was freaking cool. How cool would it be to have someone who could sneak around practically anyone on a team?<br><br>Louis looks back to James and shakes her head. "I'm fresh out of plans, usually take Saturdays off to practice my shooting." <br><br>Louis would never say no to company, but she was slightly hoping Alisa would be the only one interested. She really wanted to get to know the woman sitting beside her, and she could tell Alisa wasn't much of a group event person. At least judging by that kind of a power she wasn't. Still it was so cool! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfling72</strong> on <strong>06-05-2020, 01:23:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/EQGyLz9.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: Alisa Tager (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15340856#msg15340856)/Cipher<br><strong>Location</strong>: Eating in the cafeteria | <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Fuck me running. More people!!"</span><br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Jean | Louis | James<br><strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday in May<br><hr><hr><br>Alisa gave a sort of half nod, her dark eyes focused on Jean. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I quite agree with your assessment. It's why I spend so much time working on phasing and the Null. Going through things? Easy enough, but to blank sound or my mind? That tales practice. Hell, I know people who see by like echolocation? They'd be able to sense me. Infrared too. I think that's what the static is for when I pass through a human body. If I am gonna be found, I can disrupt what they see or hear. At least, that was Miss Frost's take on it."</span> She waved the thought away with one slender hand before she gave a little harrumph of sound.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">“Anyone have anything interesting planned for the rest of the day?”</span> <br><br>The depth of the young man's voice jerked Alisa's gaze toward him even as she allowed a grin to morph her features. Eyes sparkled with a sort of repressed glee, even as she spoke. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"I want to go dancing but am not sure if we are allowed off school grounds when we are new or whatever. More than likely, I'll go out into the woods later and go walkabout. Meditation helps to get rid of mind static and I am trying to reach that level without thought. It makes the Null easier to access. What about you?"</span><br><br>Jean had answered, the small hint of his accent heard in only certain syllables. She found it rather charming and strangely enthralling though she'd never say so out loud. Flirting was just something she wasn't good at and it seemed to her that doing so with anyone she'd see every damned day was basically asking for hurt feelings. At that point,&nbsp; Shooter spoke, and the young tatted up female shifted once more, her body twisting lightly so that the women were a bit closer together.&nbsp; <br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"Oh, we can go together today if you want. I'd like to see and I tend to head deep into the woods when I meditate as very rarely I sort of go Null all at once and phase through the ground...it's VERY off-putting."</span> Finally, Alisa pushed herself up from the table. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font">"This was...nice. I very rarely speak to so many people at once. Just kinda used to being unseen. However, time to hit the gym. My gifts are mostly defensive in nature so I gotta get some muscles on this frame. Maybe then I can at least hurt someone when I punch them!"</span> With a wide smile, she gathered the detritus of her meal and headed for a trash bin.<br><br><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>'I need a little break....'</em></span> Too much togetherness? In that way, she felt she and the large Native guy had way more in common than she'd originally guessed. Being social took energy...and it was something she'd never really done. <span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><em>'Gym, shower, woods...that should keep me outta trouble.'</em></span> Moments later, she'd slipped into the Null, unseen, unheard...and wandered away, exiting through the nearest wall.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Remec</strong> on <strong>06-05-2020, 17:57:13</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcTUi55mntK3tZlhZUHZ-fQiifxkAfVa2ptVjCldzcwrUTRNp5HH&amp;usqp=CAU)</div><br><br><strong>Character</strong>: James/Warpath<br><strong>Location</strong>: Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Louis, Alisa, Jean<br><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;James slipped quietly to his feet as Alisa made to leave. It was mostly habit, a sort of old-fashioned bit of manners these days, but one his mother and grandmother had drilled into him often enough when he was growing up. He spoke up in an attempt at catching her before she was gone completely. "I spend a lit of time out in those woods," he said, "And in the gym, so if you need a workout buddy or just someone to meditate with..."<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; He looked at Jean and Louis and gave a little shrug at the slightly awkward moment, then went to gather his plates and utensils together and made to leave as well. "She's right this was a nice way to finish up a morning. I think I'm going to do a lap or two around the exercise track at the gym and then shower and maybe catch a movie on Netflix or whatever at the student union. Or whatever Ms. Frost calls it." He smiled and backed away from the table.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;"Feel free to give me a call if you guys want to get together later on and hang out or whatever. Do we have anything, speaking of Ms. Frost, scheduled like a class activity or anything over the weekend?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>11-05-2020, 02:34:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/59/Seuk-Chin_2.png)</div> <div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Soon-Bok_2.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Lee Seuk-Chin and Soon-Bok/ Decapre (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15399616#msg15399616)<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br>&nbsp; <strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday of May<br><hr><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Feet crunched on the paved roadway headed towards the school as a lone figure approached. While the figure really couldn't be made out until it got closer, one thing that could be seen would be a single bag draped over the persons left shoulder. As the person drew closer more details could be made out and words could also start to be heard from what seemed to be a male voice, and could only be understood if the person listening in spoke Korean. This person was also shorter then most other men as he stood a simple 5' 5" and what could be seen of his clothing indicated a slim body.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Seuk-Chin looked up at the school that only grew larger at every step with black eyes and sighed while he shook his head in a way that sent the shorter dark hair bouncing, "Finally here..." Within the depths of the mind came the whisper of his sisters voice, <em>"Well we would have gotten here sooner if we had accepted the ride that was offered to us. You just had to walk and join every underground fight on the way though didn't you?"</em><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;He gives a small grunt and flexed his right hand as the knuckles popped in rapid succession, "Well... Money was needed... Plus good work out except at last one. Idiot cheated popping claws..." There was a slight pause as his sister decided on how to word things, <em>Honestly, you were the one that kicked him in the nuts... Still what's done is done I guess and we need to look towards what's coming up next. You dear younger brother need to quit talking out loud or people are going to think you're weird. Further more you need to start practicing English..."</em><br><br>&nbsp; Seuk-Chin continued on and finally entered the grounds proper and watched the fellow students that the two of them would join. One of the things that seemed to be voiced by the students was something about a robbery? Why would that be such a big deal? Word that the Avengers would look into the matter made things a little more interesting for Soon-Bok, but not so much for her brother who's new frown seemed to grow more at every mention of the so called super team. The twins' steps took them to stumble upon the cafeteria and as they entered the smells of food assaulted their noses. He stopped and looked around at more students....
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Orange Marmalade</strong> on <strong>11-05-2020, 02:48:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/LV3h9sN.jpg)</div><br><br><strong>Character</strong>: Jean Gris / Phoenix (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15342881#msg15342881)<br><strong>Location</strong>: Student Lounge<br><strong>Tagging</strong>: Cipher, Warpath, Shooter, Open<br><hr><hr><br>Jean nodded at Shooter at the mention of Thor. "Or so he claims," Jean said with a grin, "I guess with a fair bit of study though we won't really know <em>what</em> he is, but something tells me he won't be coming down to the lab any time soon. That said, if he really were a god, I doubt he'd need a whole team to help him all the time."<br><br>He idly poked at his rice as the others chatted about their weekend plans, and a nod was given to Cipher as she mentioned practicing a lot and not assuming that she was always fully invisible. There was also that one guy he'd mete who could literally <em>feel</em> everything around him in 100 meters, that one was interesting, and he pondered for a moment how that might play out with her ability. Perhaps Telekinesis could perform similar things. His eyes narrowed in thought even as hands shoveled another few bites of fried rich to his lips.<br><br>As Warpath took his leave, Jean gave him a slight nod to say goodbye. "I haven't heard of anything being scheduled, but you never know what she might have in store. You know how she is," he offered with a shrug.<br><br>But before he could say more, it seemed like there was a newcomer and Jean's other senses picked up on it before his human ones. Slowly he turned, eyes locking on to the new student. "Fresh meat - new student, or lost little puppy?" he asked in a quiet voice to the table with a slight smirk before raising a hand and giving Seuk-Chin a wave, flashing a white smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessLowell12</strong> on <strong>12-05-2020, 04:36:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/5e/4f/48/5e4f481da42e43227dd8fe47f3c874e7.jpg)</div>&nbsp; <strong>Name:</strong> Louis Addleton/Shooter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15372910#msg15372910)<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging:</strong> Jean, James and Alisa<br>&nbsp; <strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday of May<br><hr><hr><br><br>Louis addresses Cipher first, giving her a dazzling smile as the other woman offers to go today.<br><br>"Absolutely, I'll meet you out there. You'll hear me when I start working." Louis laughs, she tended to be loud when practicing.<br><br>"Also, if you need a gym buddy, I'm game." The brunette shoots that smile again, its an offer she doesn't expect to be taken up on, but one she extended anyway. The other woman seemed pretty private, but it would be interesting to spar with her.<br><br>"I've been practicing my martial arts." Louis offers, not that Cipher needed to know that unless she wanted to. <br><br>Louis then turns to Jean, and smiles back, discussing things like this was always fun. "I agree, though he does have the ability to control thunder, which is pretty darn cool. Heard there is a woman at Xavier's who can do that too. Its epic really." <br><br>Louis turns to wave good bye to Cipher, but she's already gone, no doubt using her Null abilities. That was so fucking cool.<br><br>"That's amazing!" The brunette hopes Cipher hears her, but couldn't be sure as she turns her attention back to James and gives a little wave. <br><br>"I don't think anything is planned, have a good run." Louis gives him a dazzling smile as well. <br><br>Jean's comment drew Louis's attention to the new arrival, her eyes instantly sweeping across their form in appreciation. With raised eyebrows she answer Jean.<br><br>"Must be new student, right? Something looks remarkable about him." Louis comments, enjoying the visual she is getting from this individual. She waves too, joining Jean in their invitation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Men:  A Brave New World (Frost Academy)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sasquatch421</strong> on <strong>24-05-2020, 16:44:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/59/Seuk-Chin_2.png)</div> <div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Soon-Bok_2.jpg)</div> <br><strong>Name:</strong> Lee Seuk-Chin and Soon-Bok/ Decapre (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=318440.msg15399616#msg15399616)<br>&nbsp; <strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br>&nbsp; <strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br>&nbsp; <strong>Date:</strong> First Saturday of May<br><hr><hr><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;He didn't block the door or anything so others could still leave, but his dark eyes continued about the room even as others studied him. Those that would look would find the clothes he wore likely were hand me downs from some homeless shelter. The shirt that hung off of his frame was a black Savage Garden tee that appeared to bear several tears around his midsection, and as Seuk-Chin finally moved those tears looked more like claw marks. Dark grey sweat pants that wore a 'Main Street Mission' logo encircled his legs and pretty much confirmed any thoughts about the homeless shelter. On his feet were a pair of worn Chuck Taylor Converse shoes that appeared to once begin life with a red color, but was faded and dirty from the miles that the twins walked over.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;His sister noticed the waves of Louis and Jean before her brothers eyes took notice and her voice whispered from where ever the twin that wasn't in control of the body went, <em>"Over there.... There is a pair waving a us... Call me if you need to..."</em><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Seuk-Chin turned and made his way to the table where the man and woman sat. His steps showed a confidence even as his face remained emotionless. Seuk-Chin was a person that rarely smiled as he never found a real reason to. Indeed with some of the things that he saw and did over the years didn't lend for many happy moments either. A single shrug of his shoulder was enough to shift the bag back into place on his left shoulder. The Korean stopped a few steps short of Jean and Louis before finally speaking in some broken English, "An-nyeong-ha-se-yo, I, Seuk-Chin... This the Frost Academy?"
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