First Sort-Of Day of School! (OPEN!)

[littlewhitelies]

WHO: M'gann and YOU!
WHAT: One new mutant attempts to make herself at home, and hijinks ensue
WHERE: All around the Institute
WHEN: Tuesday the 16th, likely around evening hours
WARNING(S): n/a

[Option A: Outside]

One car ride done (and with a little time spent assuring her uncle that she could move in just fine on her own) M'gann finds herself looking up at the Institute from the front gate, a few snowflakes falling down and melting against her face. She knows she's staring, but it's really hard NOT to; this is supposed to be her new home away from home, after all. It's no hollowed out mountain, but that doesn't keep it from being impressive in its own way.

The snow is still pretty weird to see, though. She could walk across all that white stuff and worry about her footprints messing up the whole 'winter wonderland' scenery she's looking at. Or maybe instead...

Once the idea gets into her head, M'gann clutches both bags in her hands, rolls her shoulders to square up her backpack, and goes FLYING across the grounds, complete with a sliding touchdown at the front door. She drops both of the bags to hold her hands up for a little extra balance and announce,

"HE-LLO, Megan! I did it! I'M HERE!" before instantly clapping her hands over her mouth. "Oops... volume, M'gann. Watch the volume."

With that done, she reaches out to open the door and walk inside, maybe with a little less hovering and shouting.

[Option B: Inside]

There's a new green blur darting around the inside of the mansion. If a 'no flying inside' notice has been posted, M'gann clearly hasn't read it. Besides, there's SO MUCH to investigate, and flying gets her to those new places that much quicker. There's her own room with moving things in, checking the kitchen to see what's in stock, plus investigating the layout of the mansion.

To top it all off, there's a nice shiny new CD clutched in her hands that M'gann keeps glancing down at. She's FINALLY managed to secure her own copy of Mojoworld and can listen to it and look at the track lists and play it multiple times and-

And it's probably only a matter of time until she runs into someone OR just barely dodges them. Complete with a startled yelp and a loud "SORRY! Sorry! My mistake."

Comments

B

[anythingwithstrings]

Maya barely dodged out of the way, hearing the subtle sound of air displacement as someone was going way too fast in the school. But the bespectacled girl in headphones was fairly good at dodging fast moving things as it was, she spent a lot of time focusing on her defenses since she got here. "Where's the fire!? Wait, is there an actual fire? Because it is too early for anyone to set the school on fire this year."

Maya's voice, of course, came from just about every direction as she called after any fast moving green girls. Were kids this bad when she first came here. ...Yes, yes they were. "If nothing is on fire you should slow down! The school isn't going anywhere, people have tried!"

[littlewhitelies]

It's probably a good thing the hallways are as wide and tall as they are; it gives M'gann enough room to do an impressive rollover in the air and flip around. She claps her hands over her ears for a heartbeat, before she adjusts to the whole 'ambient noise' thing. It's kind of like telepathy, sort of; just that instead of echoing around IN her head, it's taking place outside of it.

"...Fire?" She asks, holding back a flinch as she looks around and takes her hands away from her face. It takes her a second to realize that it's just a question, instead of a statement of what's going on.

"N-no, nothing's on fire. I was just looking around, and wanted to see everything."

[anythingwithstrings]

"Sorry, too loud?" She's focused her voice so it's mostly coming from her, she just isn't moving her lips to talk. It's possible the girl could be extra-sensitive to sound, kinda how she is. Or she lost track of her anger again. But someone nearly running her down in the hall is about the second rudest thing to happen to her this year. "It'll all still be here tomorrow. Usually. I don't think we'll get attacked tonight. I don't have any big tests to worry about."

"Any other big rush that's got you flitting about like you've had too much sugar?" For someone so young she certainly sounds too old and jaded.

[littlewhitelies]

"N-no, volume's fine! I just didn't expect that." Now that the initial surprise is over M'gann rotates in the air to look at who she's speaking to. The fact that her lips don't move actually makes M'gann feel a little more at ease, enough that she slowly floats back down to the ground. "That's cool how you do that, too! It's sort of like telepathy but... different?"

Hard to put it into words exactly, as M'gann shrugs her shoulders.

"Wait, there's such a thing as too much sugar?" She's kind-of-sort-of joking with that, judging by the smile M'gann tries to put on. "Actually I... that's the main reason. I'm kindof new here and I've never really been to- I mean, seen a school like this!"

[idkmybfforin]

Utsuho was, probably, a person being run into. She's being a very good obstacle today, what with sitting in front of a heat vent in the hallway with her wings sprawled everywhere else.

"Ow!" she squawks--almost literally--armored feathers clacking together like plastic leaves.

[littlewhitelies]

What happens when a flying girl impacts with a six foot bird person? Remarkably, it sort of looks like a green pebble skipping off a black pond before tumbling a few more inches through the air. M'gann comes to a wobbly, skidding landing, giving the new person a bewildered blink. (And a soft 'ow' of her own. Hitting a metallic-ish wing at fast velocity HURTS, as it turns out.)

"A-are you okay? I didn't hurt your... wings?"

Wow. Yep, those are definitely giant wings; it isn't rude to stare at them, is it?

[idkmybfforin]

Said wings are now fluffing up indignantly! Or at least the feathers were; Okuu was still untangling her limbs from being partially bowled over. She didn't have far to go; she wasn't really knocked flat. But there was a slight increase in the ambient temperature regardless.

Someone's grumpy.

"What are you doing?!"

There were probably bruises from that impact--but nothing was bleeding or broken, so Utsuho promptly stopped paying attention to them almost as soon as she noticed them.

[littlewhitelies]

M'gann shakes her head as she listens; there's something a little uncomfortable about the air, but she can't put a finger on WHAT exactly. It's just enough to make her stammer and wobble as she stands up.

"Exploring- well, I WAS exploring until I ran into you. Sorry about that by the way! Nothing... broke, did it?" Her own CD is safe enough as she holds it up in front of herself as a partial barrier.

A

[loveswaffles]

Raven was in the area out of pure coincidence when she saw someone burst through the front door. Whatever sense of inner calm that might've been achieved earlier in the day had just been thrown out the window with that utterly loud declaration.

"... Yeah, hi." Raven said, deadpan as ever as she just stared at this new arrival.

[littlewhitelies]

She might be able to make up for that earlier outburst with quietly closing the door-

Up until that greeting catches her by surprise, and the door gets shut with an audible SLAM. M'gann bunches her shoulders from the noise; this isn't quite the perfect introduction she was hoping for.

Doesn't mean she can't salvage it, though! She spins around, puts her hand up for a quick wave, and also puts on her best smile.

"H-hi! Um... you're a student here too, right?" She looks like the right age, at least. "I'm M'gann; good to meet you?"

[loveswaffles]

She continued to just... stare. The annoyingly loud introduction plus that door slam wasn't necessarily doing any favors for either of them at that moment.

"Raven."

Sorry, M'gann, but that was all you were going to get out of her.

[littlewhitelies]

That's... well, not okay by M'gann, but it's a situation she can adapt to. She's interacted with taciturn people before, after all. (And so far no one has been acting especially angry over the whole skin color thing or psycic powers.)

"Okay, Raven. It is good to meet you." She's repeating herself, but maybe that'll just drive the fact home. Now she just needs to think of something else to say... and that's when she notices the forehead decoration.

"I like your jewelry." She nods to it. "It's nice."

[fathoming]

"Hello, Megan!" Says a fishlady who's up in a tree, crouching on her heels and baring her teeth as if she's going to leap down on some poor animal at any moment. She might find walking on land awkward but she's certainly fine with climbing.

[littlewhitelies]

M'gann twists around, trying to figure out where the voice is from-

Before seeing teeth and what looks like something ready to pounce. THAT prompts her into dropping her bags and making a nervous jump into the air... before realizing that she hasn't been jumped yet or had to fend off any snapping jaws. Actually when she gets a better look, the first thing that springs to mind is 'Atlantis,' and M'gann relaxes marginally, connecting the new person with an old teammate.

Right. First impressions; she can do this.

"H-hi! Sorry, I didn't see you up there... Um, what ARE you doing up there exactly?"

[fathoming]

"You can get a better view of the grounds from up here. And walking on land gets annoying after a while."

She drops down, which scatters snow around her. Considering how she's dressed, the cold doesn't seem to bother her all that much.

"Are you new here?"

[littlewhitelies]

"I guess I can't argue with that, either the view or walking around." And this seems to be going well so far, in terms of meetings. With the new person on the ground M'gann relaxes that little bit more and gives a nod. (While also briefly admiring those clothes and wondering about the whole 'temperature tolerance' thing.)

"Yeah! Just arrived here as a new student; I'm M'gann. Good to meet you?"

B

[turbedon]

It's a good thing Dick's used to bodies randomly flying at him as he manages to dodge Megan without hurting either of them in the process. The short teen sniggers from the windowsill he's now perched on, grinning at Megan as he fixes his hair.

"Wow, might need some airbags after all. You okay?"

[littlewhitelies]

M'gann is gathering herself together as well, making sure she didn't crash into anything and correcting her flight path. She talks as she twirls around and does a double check.

"F-fine. I'm really sorry, I didn't-"

Wait. She knows that laugh. Her head jerks up to where a familiar face is perched at the windowsill... and she goes flying at high speeds towards Robin AGAIN. Though this time she pulls up short of crashing into him, babbling all the while.

"ROBIN! I-I thought I heard something about you going somewhere but I wasn't sure it was actually HERE but it's great to see you!" She pauses long enough for breath before adding, "ah, hi again."

[turbedon]

"Shhh-!" he hisses, clapping a hand over M'gann's mouth and glancing around to make sure no one heard. "Secret identities, remember?"

B | hope you don't mind a late tag

[chippedmind]

"No no those are first editions!" She spurts out in french, trying not to let her books spiral to the floor as she gets bumped by M'gann. The flying wasn't that big of an issue and it should probably be more of a worry for her to run into someone than complain about them potentially damaging books. "It's alright don't worry about it. Are you okay?" She finally asks with a sheepish smiles as she picks up two old, dusty looking books. "Actually, could I ask you a favor?"

Don't mind at all! Back tag at will!

[littlewhitelies]

She doesn't understand French without a mind link in place to translate, but it's hard for M'gann to mistake the distress. Or see those books clatter to the floor and give a wince when they land.

"Sorry, my fault-" she's already saying before she catches the questions. "I'm alright though, thanks."

That's when she hears the second question.

"A... favor? From me?" M'gann doesn't sound hesitant about that, per se. Instead, there's a note of curiosity and even a touch of eagerness in her voice. It's probably not as exciting as 'help rescue library books from an evil super villain' but a girl can dream; if nothing else, maybe this a chance to be useful at her new school!

"S-sure! I can try to help; it's the least I can do after knocking over your books."

[chippedmind]

"Yes if you don't mind." She smiles trying to soften the mood. "Actually your ability to fly gave me an idea." She shuffles the books back into her arms, so that she can bring them over to a table. Belle will get them back to her room later. What's going to happen to them in the meantime? Most students here tend to ignore their studies from what she has seen. "Actually I'll give you a choice. The first one is that I need to grab a few things that I can't reach. The second is I need help with my own mutation and you might be able to do that. Which one sounds better to you?"

B - If you still are looking for people to play with... have Eli!

[eileaneathompson]

Eli had been heading to class. It wasn't often she left her room these days. Not much point. Her clones could handle classes and good deeds and her part time job downstate. But every so often she forced herself to get up, get out of her room. She was wearing one of her winter dresses. Long skirt with lots of floof that puffed it out, and kept her warm. Long sleeves, high neck. She had bought it on a whim, but was glad she had. Winters were COLD on this coast! Or was it just being so far north?

Her books clutched to her, her hair swinging mostly loose, just a small bit of it pulled back behind her head with an over sized bow, she was walking to class, trying to pretend there would be friends waiting for her when she arrived, holding a seat, filled with gossip and crushes and talk of the latest fad or latest tv show. But there was... nothing. No one.

Lost in her internal pity party, she didn't see M'gann until the two collided in a spectacular shower of papers and books.

"Ow! Sorry, sorry!" she said, looking down at the spilled papers, and not yet at who she crashed into. It was a guy, she was sure it was a guy, this place was crawling with them!

sure!

[littlewhitelies]

Sorry, Contestant A: you'll have to try again at a later date for a guy. Instead there's a green skinned girl stuck in the air, staring down from where she's floating and taking in the mess she's caused. Somehow, making people lose their paper and books doesn't sound like a great way to make friends, at least to M'gann's mind.

"You don't have to apologize, it was my fault."

She puts a hand out and clasps her fingers against her palm, in order to get some of the papers to stop fluttering and falling, and instead drift close to her.

"Too excited about being at a new," and technically her first "school. My fault."

M'gann is also a little breathless as she talks; either flying is hard work, or she got the air knocked out of her from that meeting. Possibly it's a combination of the two!

Re: sure!

[eileaneathompson]

She was still looking down, gathering papers when she heard the voice. A female! Another girl! Possibly a new friend? Her heart thumped with excitement. "A good thing to be excited about," she said smiling brightly as she looked up. The smile froze for an instant.

Green skin. She reminded herself sharply that people looked different in this school as often as they looked the same. No one would hate her for spending time with someone with green skin. This wasn't an Andrea situation.

And even if it was... it wasn't like Eli had any friends here to loose.

Her smile became genuine again, warm and inviting. "Well, welcome! I'm Eileanea, but that's a mouthful, so my friends usually call me Eli or Leana."