Schools For New Mutants

Ahn-Dao Chan: Logic

At last, Ahn-Dao's mind had cleared enough to work out what was going on. The people around her acted in a friendly way, it seemed sensible to believe they may be friends given the risks they had taken. They had tried to clothe her, which, given she was intangible, was illogical. However, she knew most people were illogical, so that meant nothing. Then one of them had 'carried' her further into the trees for some reason. Again, this was quite irrational.

"Stop!" she murmured, drifting away from James' grasp, and dropping the winds about her so she was invisible. "This is not logical. The police cannot touch me, and I can make them unable to see me, but all of you can be hurt. Go to your friends, and escort them to safety."

With that she flew back through the trees, to the clearing where a number of security guards were arriving. Some were unconscious or dead. Others were checking them, and still others were hunting for the people who had helped her. This was readily in her powers to control. She concentrated on the breeze, and built it up to a moderate eddy, gathering with it grit and dirt from the ground. She spread this around in a dust devil, cloaking the area and making it impossible for the security to see. As she focused the eddies down into the areas where the individual guards were grouped, she heard their stifled coughs and complaints about the sudden wind that had come up. There was no way they would hunt for anyone in this, and if she controlled it correctly, she could easily make it seem to be just an ordinary, if somewhat brisk wind. Hopefully, her new friends would take the hint and leave.
 
Lucas

I kneel beside Tara with Martin and we look helplessly at each other.

"Please stay here," I ask Martin. I dive back into the water to wash off as much of the mud as possible, then climb back up the bank. I go to the unconscious guards, despite the dust that is starting to whirl around us and find two that look about my size. I strip a shirt from one, slacks and shoes from another. Tearing off the badges and epulaets, I return to where Martin is trying to resucitate Tara.

I see something clutched in Tara's hand. It's my vest. I manage to prise it from her grasp and slip it on, checking the pocket. Yeah, the thong with the teeth are there. Martin looks at me, puzzled and I smile, having no time to explain.

"Martin, that was one hell of a performance you managed in there," I tell him, having to speak loudly over the gathering wind. "Damn, but I wonder what else you can do. For now, though," I look around coughing at the dust, "we've got to get out of here."

Gathering Tara in my arms, I lift her. Neither of us can see through the brush and dust, like some sort of localizeed tornado or dust devil has decided to dance.

"Hold on to my vest," I call to Martin. I feel his hand snag the fabric. Closing my eyes, I breathe as deeply as I can. Even with the chaos around us, I can scent the asphalt, the car exhausts. Carrying Tara, I walk forward, pushing against the windstorm as Martin follows.

In a few moments, we are out of the trees and the wind. Martin follows as I carry Tara to the Professor's van. It's locked and much as I hate to do it, I've no time for asking somebody for a coat hanger. I lay Tara as gently as I can on the ground, then put my elbow through one of the rear window. Hurts like hell, that's strong glass. My arm is bleeding as I slip inside and make my way to the front of the van. I unlock the doors and go back out. Picking Tara up, I carry her into the van. Her breathing seems to be normal. For just a moment, I touch her face silently thinking, Come back, Tara...please.

With a sigh, I turn to Martin. "Martin, I'm going to ask you to stay with her until the Professor or Ms. Frost gets here. They're bound to be looking for us. I've got to go back and see how James is making out with Wei or whatever her name is."

A faint ghost of a smile crosses Martin's lips and I have to grin myself at the inadvertant innuendo.

"Take care of her, okay?" I turn to go, then turn back. "I meant what I said, about your powers, man. You are awesome."

Then, I am out of the van and sprinting back towards the windstorm that seems to be rising above the trees.
 
Martin

I look around the dull van that the other school's students arrived in. We got a limo. I note to myself. Well, maybe they're more ummm, modestly funded. I wonder if they got credit cards.

I look at the unconscious Tara. She looks like she's sleeping. Maybe if I could... I shutter at the thought of trying to invade her dreams remembering the horrors that it has dredged up in others.

I notice the burn of the palm of her hand and do my best to bandage it while waiting for the others.
 
Zoe/Parasite/Vincent

Shes amzingly powerfull, And I wonder just how she is going to break the symbiotic link we have when I hear her ask if I can turn my powers all the way off. I shrug slightly as I remind her that our powers are mostly reflexive at the moment. "Zoe your the one with the real control of the two of us. I'll try to control it but with your amplifieng of my powers we took in too much energy and have nothing to do with it. I dont have a corresponding power to get rid of it. If I just give it to you, I get the feeling its going to be detrimental to us both. I can try to shut down and break off but what will happen to you?"I slowly tune down my powers, much the same way that people hold there breath. I start cutting off the syphon and await her word on what to do. my guitar disapeers into its case as I brace for whatever is to come.
 
Zoe closed her eyes. Think, think, think...

A sudden thought came to her. It would work, most certainly... but she did not relish the thought of what she would have to do.

Guiding Vincent slowly into a standing position, she gestured toward the doors.

"I can fix this... but if something goes wrong a lot of people could get hurt. We need to go outside."
 
Professor X

Charles wheeled himself to the van, seeing that most of the students had returned safely. He also noticed the wind and dust settling, evidently from being stirred by one of the student's powers. The unconscious bodies of mall security and not a few shoppers were strewn about the place.

The powerful telepath set about editing the memories of these people, planting memories of a freak tornado. This day's activities would scream mutant to those 'in the know', but would hopefully not create any more hysteria in the minds of the general public.

He could sense Emma Frost's presence and power as she approached, evidently working to assist him in his labours.

Charles joined his mind with Emma's as they telepathically contacted all of their students, Attention, students... We are at the vehicles now, please join us there, so that we can leave. If you are still having difficulties, please let us know. One of us will come get you.
 
James Tao

The strange girl flew off suddenly in front me, creating dust clouds around the security and attempting to obscure herself in the wind. I can still see her though; as a trained martial artist my eyes are much quicker and my senses much sharper than the average joe. I'm about to call out to her when suddenly I notice Lucas, stumbling around in the dust. I make my way towards him, trying to keep my balance in this wind, and I grab his shoulders.

"Lucas! Let's....." My speech is suddenly interrupted by a mental message from the Prof. Lucas looks at me, and we nod in agreement. "Hold onto my shoulders!" He obliges, and I turn and lead us through the mini tornado and back towards the van.
 
Lucas

OOC: I am home for a bit and am going to try and get in some posts. Thanks for your patience.

IC: I close my eyes and, with my hand on his shoulder, follow James' scent out of the storm.

"Thanks, man," I say, coughing over the dust.

Lack of rest and lack of food are starting to really catch up with me now. The cuts on my arm from breaking out the window have healed, but still ache, which they shouldn't under normal cirucmstances.

We arrive at the van and see the Professor and other students gathering. I'm still kinda concerned about Wei or whatever her name is, but even moreso about Tara.

"Hi, Professor," I say, a bit sheepishly considering my ideas didn't quite work out as well as I'd hoped. "How's Tara and the others?"
 
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Martin

I saw Professor Charles Xaviar and slapped my forehead. If his students were here, of course he'd be here too. DUH!! I hop out of the van and explain Tara's situation to him. Others were arriving as well.
 
Emma Frost

Emma made her way out to the parking lot after amplifying her psi powers with that of the Proffessor. She still had one student to worry about now.

Going over to where the dust was settling, she 'looked' with her mind and found Ahn-Dao.

"It is time to sleep Ahn-Dao. You have done what you came here to do. Sleep so that Cai may once again be." Taking hold of the consciousness that was Ahn-Dao, she guided it back down layer by layer into the calm of sleep. There the girl would be able to rid herself of the headache that plauged her.

She also left a suggestion in the woman's mind that it should be Cai that was in charge once she had awoken.

Emma's efforts paid off and slowly the form of the sleeping Cai could be seen on the pavement of the parking lot. Stretching her consciousness once again, Emma let her psi powers encase and blanket the girl as she slept...picking her up from the ground telekenetically and guiding her towards the limo.

Once she has the girl inside, she walks over to where most of the students are gathered around the Proffessor's van.

Smiling in greeting to Xavier, she says,"I believe it is time to go, Charles. I wish you and your students well for this semester."

Turning to Lucas, she says,"Impressive, young man. I must say you will make almost as fine a leader as Cyclops did should you choose to use the gift."

Giving Xavier one last glance after the comment about his old student, she moves back toward the limo giving her students a last call to join her there.

"It looks as if it shall be pizza delivery tonight. A small price to pay for the insight given though," she said to herself as she prepared the limo to leave."
 
:p

Zoe marched with Vincent outside. They'd have to find a secluded corner or something, in case this went terribly wrong. Stupid girl... thinking only about how tired you were getting. Selfish and stupid...

She heard Ms. Frost's message and looked up at Vincent, relief washing over her. Of course.

"Ms. Frost?" she called out. "Ms. Frost, Vincent and I require assistance. We... umm... we're stuck."
 
Emma Frost

Emma heard Zoe's comment and let her mind search out the twe students. She must have been distracted if she had not noticed this. Well, easily fixed....for her at least.

Locating the two, she moved quickly to thier sides, looking from one to the other, she nodded.

"Yes, I see. Sticky situation. One wrong move and both of you will suffer. Very well. I want you both to close your eyes and I am going to place a buffer between you. It will feel somewhat like a padded wall but it will absorb any backlash from either of you when you finally 'pull apart' and will prevent you from harming each other."

Concentrating upon the two young people, Emma begin to fill the space between them with a psychic buffer. She made it strong and yet so that their powers would not bounce back at them but instead be absorbed into her own should they need to.

When she judged the 'wall' large enough and resilent enoungh, she said,"Now. Pull apart slowly and do it by relaxing and letting you minds fall away naturally from each other. Do not force it."
 
Lucas

The dust seems to be settling, the scent of ozone dying down. Relief washes over me. Looks like we're gonna make it out of this mess okay. I'm still worried about Tara who seems to be stirring, but not yet awake.

A woman approaches. She'ss dressed in white and good looking. More, there's something about the way she walks that reminds me of the Queen of Diamonds, the mutant who sort of runs the whole mutant underground on the West Coast. Same sort of confidence, same sense of power. I get the feeling this must be Ms. Frost, the head of the other school.

What she says to me catches me by surprise. Gift?, I wonder with some confusion. I've heard of Cyclops, something of a legend among the underground, but from what I understood, he was a lot more powerful than me. What "gift"?

"Er, thanks," I say, instead. I can feel myself blushing a bit, and spy Martin as he moves over from the van to stand beside Ms. Frost.

Putting my hand on Martin's shoulder, I grin. "But really, it was Martin here, with the way he decorated the mall, and Vince and Zoe and James and Tara and the rest who did the hard stuff."

I put my hand out to Martin and give him five. "That was awesome, man. Way, way cool."

Ms. Frost nods and turns away, with Martin following. I take a deep breath and turn back to the Professor, suddenly very conscious of the glass crunching under our feet.

"Professor, about the window," I say, "I, ah, well, I'm sorry about breaking it like that. If there's some way I can work it off, I'll be glad to do it."

I glance back in the van at Tara, hoping she'll be alright as the rest of Professor X's students gather around the van.
 
Tara

"Did it work?"

I shivered suddenly as I realized just how conscious I was... and how my headache still pounded. They were talking just outside the van... that much I could see through the open side door. I was trying to speak quietly, so as not to aggrivate the migraine beginning to form, but that meant they probably wouldn't hear me.

Wincing in expectation, I called out louder. "Lucas. Did it work?"

ooc: Ah, yes.. the wonder of the world's lamest post. *snickers* Had to wake her up somehow.
 
Parasite...Zoe....Vincent?

I give in to the wonderous powers of Ms.Frost and feel the wall grow within me. It feels like Im losing an arm or part of my soul. I have never in my life encountered a situation like this. I give into it as much as possible to not cause Zoe any damage. I try to take as much in to myself. I can feel her doing much the same. I think were both trying to be 'noble'. I have a fervrent hope for this academy. Slowly I slip back into the shell that is me. I feel kind of ...hollow,alone and unusually weak. Psionics must be used to this kind of transfer but for me Im just trying to filter through the mess that is my mind and file away the memories and impulses Zoe shared with me, I realize that Zoe must be stuck with some of mind as well. And I cringe as I realize that I wouldnt wish my pathos on anyone. As I force my eyes to focus in the new (old?) me, I smile at Ms.Frost, "Thank you Ma'am We tried our best I hope we didnt let you down". I look to Zoe to see how she fares.
 
Martin Brumels

I'm just glad I didn't miss his hand when we high-fived. I smile back at Lucas. "Tara here is the one who colored the decorations, I just put them on the walls." I say cheerily shifting the praise yet again.
It was good to see her up and moving about.
 
Lucas

Tara stirs and her voice is weak. For a moment, I forget being contrite and climb into the van to kneel beside her. There is pain in her face, and I wish that somehow I could share the healing factor I have with her, even for a moment to get her past that.

"Yeah," I say with a smile. "You and Martin, all of you did great. Worked like a charm."

I squeeze her hand gently, then realize I'm being watched. Clearing my throat, I look out the window into the Professor's eyes. I'm not sure he can hear me, but if he's still listening in, I think as hard as I can.

Is she going to be alright?
 
Rachel

OOC*** RL is screwing with me, I promise I'll post when I can but you all are doing so great anyway! ;)

Rachel was practically glowing with power. The raw sexual energy that her friend had released had charged like a lightning bolt to a capacitor. she was disapointed in herself for losing control so quickly and instead of reacting she had shut down. She had spent the last few moments just trying to adapt to the powers within her. but finnaly she let her head clear as she realized the show was over. She practically flew out the double doors as soon as she heard Ms.frost call . She quicly made her way to her side when she saw Zoe and Vince standing next to each other She looked at Ms.Frost wondering what was up.
 
Zoe shivered. The residual power left over burned slightly... ugh... it felt nasty, like it was crawling around inside her. How could Vincent stand to bear it?

Suck it up, kid. Just let it be. When you get back to the academy, Ms. Frost is bound to know of someplace she can release this energy without hurting anyone. Speaking of which, she turned to Vincent with an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, Vincent," she said quietly. "This is my fault. I hope I didn't bring you any harm."
 
Professor X

Professor X rolled down the window in the van and addressed Lucas verbally, "Never mind about the window. You and the others have done remarkably well, especially considering you have had no training at all yet. I am very proud of the way you've handled yourselves, and even more proud of the way you were able to work with Ms. Frost's students." He smiled warmly, "Now, if you will all climb in, we will be on our way."

The Professor then contacted Emma, telepathically, Yes, Emma, we will have to do this again sometime. Your instincts to let them find their own way were absolutely correct. These are all fine young people. Be safe, and watch the Hellfire Club's Inner Circle closely. Magneto and Sebastian Shaw are just itching for new recruits to support their mad lust for power. I would greatly regret seeing any of these youths fighting each other for the Inner Circle's amusement.

The students from his school bid farewell to their new-found friends and clambered aboard. The journey back to the school was uneventful, for none of them had any means of knowing that a tiny, stealthy spy device had been following their every move.
 
Tara

Well... at least the ride back was uneventful. Luckily for the others, I was able to sit up and give them some room. (*grin*) After that, I chose to be silent and simply stare out the window. The headache was starting to ebb away, slowly, but surely.

Finally, the school rose high in front of us as the bus stopped. We all piled out.. but stood staring at each other, as if we didn't know what to do next. The idea of a pool party surfaced in my brain, but I shook it away.

"Damnit! I didn't get that dress I wanted!" The words came from my mouth before I could stop them. What a strange thing to say! Slowly, I started to smile... then chuckle at how weird a thought that was.

After all that, the combinding of our powers, the security guards, the customers, everything... I was worried about not getting my dress! Slowly the soft chuckle spread to an out-and-out laugh.

The other students looked at me strangely, but whether they would join me, or think I was a loon, I didn't care. I simply couldn't help myself!
 
Emma Frost

The ride back to the school was uneventful....and quiet. It seemed everyone was thinking about what had just happened. The students had gotten a taste of not only what they were capable of but also the dangers that awaited as well as the challenges.

Emma had noted Xavier's communication just before she piled in the limo with her students and had issued a farewell for now.

When they arrived at the school, Emma was the first to emerge. Smiling at everyone, she said,"You did well for your first challenge. If you keep this up, you will not disappoint me...or yourselves. Someone take an inventory of what everyone wants and then call up the pizza delivery. Order enough for everyone as well as something to drink. I will see you all in the morning. I have some business to attend to before retiring."

Without another word, she left for her office.
 
Changeling Chans: Meeting

There was a maelstrom ongoing which nobody else was aware of, for within the mind of Chan, there was chaos. Emma Frost could not have known the effects that her manipulations would have on a mutant multiple personality, and could not be held responsible for either it, or for not realising what was happening. In guiding one personality down, she forced it to return to the depths before any other was ready to take its place. Normally, this would render the Chans unconscious, which would leave Shen in charge. This was a safety mechanism, as Shen, the inner self helper, existed only as spirit. So, the body would not exist and could not be harmed. However, the mental command that it should be Cai who took control, at a time when the body was unconscious, took Shen by surprise and blocked her arrival. This left all of the Chans within, battling for supremacy without even realising they were.

Anh-Dao, drifting through her torrents of air, merged with a flood from Wei-Fong. Fu's fiery inferno slashed through the maelstrom like thunderbolts, and under the savage force of Ee-Wei, rock walls and lava spouts erupted. Underneath all of this, Cai curled into a fetal ball, sobbing and cowering. What was this horror? Who were these elemental faces that drifted in and out of her vision? Only Shen, with the element of spirit which binds all others, could see what was happening. She had always known there were other forces present, and had even seen some of the personalities, but had never truly known their power. What she did know is she had to protect the system - and she had to protect Cai.

Quiet.

Her command was unheard but felt by all the other personas.

I feel your confusion, but now is not the time. Go. Go to your lands and leave the storm. The one here is the one we must help. Must, Fu, yes. No, she is not weak. Later there will be a time for answers, but now you must all go.

And with that, she threw down her spiritual barriers, engulfing the shivering girl in a protective egg, and separating all of the spirit powers into their own quadrants. There would be no breaking through her power. She was the strongest of all.

Cai awoke, a shivering mess, sobbing silently and rocking backwards and forwards in the car. Miss Frost was already walking off. Now she was with the people she had gone to the mall with. She glanced from face to face, wondering what was happening. How had she got here? She remembered having her hair done, then the terror of the maelstrom, and now she was back at the school. How? What happened?



OOC: Apologies for absence - rl and new computer hassles. Am back now (bet you wouldn't have guessed, huh?)
 
OOC: even though i've been MIA for a long time...don't stop here...get this off the third page!!!
 
Tara

ooc: Been there, tried that mfucker. No one from Xavier's seems to post anymore.

*sighs* I swear, I kill all the threads....
 
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