Opening Day [OPEN]

[astonishing_xmods]

WHO: EVERYONE
WHAT: Mingle/Figure out Room Assignments/Meet old friends again
WHERE: The whole campus.
WHEN: September 1st, 2018
WARNING(S): None. If anything goes into warning territory, please create a new log for it.




For all of the newcomers, welcome to Professor Xavier’s Institute of Higher Learning! For all of our returning students and staff, welcome back! Once Professor Xavier’s welcome speech wraps up, it’s time for everyone to get themselves situated in their dorms and, more importantly, get to know your fellow mutants! Even if you’re not sharing rooms, you’ll still be sharing the same campus with each other, so don’t be afraid to get used to all of those new faces! Or even catch up on old ones! You have options; don’t be afraid to use them.

[[ ooc: This is the general mingling post for all of our characters to get settled into their rooms, get to know each other, reminisce with old friends, all that jazz. The log will be split into multiple locations. ]]

Comments

[niepokonany]

Maybe you'll turn out to be super good at it or something!

[niepokonany]

Oh, whatever, someone will replace it sooner or later! It's so not a big deal.

[koukai_kirai]

"I'll leave the balladeering to you and your sense of righteousness, then."

As if Chris had one of those. He floated the collected ball of their smoke up towards an open window, as he came to the end of his own cigarette and withdrew a pocket ashtray to stub out what little remained.

[seduceme]

Hey, she has one. She just ignores it mostly. Being something of a hedonist makes that surprisingly easy.

She follows suit with disposing of what little remains of her cigarette, focusing more on her coffee as she checks the time. "I think Wagner would be better suited to songwriting than me."

[batteredbatter]

Koshi jumped up in surprise at the cracking of the bed, but he wasn't ready for what came after that.

"Whoa, are you all- WHOA!" he said, jumping back in reaction. He'd figured his roommate had some kind of powers, but seeing him suddenly burst out of his clothes in scales was something else. And that continued creaking... well, Koshi was just glad they were on the first floor.

"Oh, geez... you okay, Tiamaris?" he asked once he was sure things had stopped changing and breaking, a bit shaken up but starting to calm down now that it seemed his roommate wasn't getting any better.

[batteredbatter]

Maybe... charity baseball star?

[One-track mind]

[tiamaris]

His bleak eyes looked up at his roommate, as if they weren't quite seeing. They were still, unfortunately, a cloudy orange. You okay, Tiamaris? He... was not used to those words, not that sentence, but... it was not the first time he had heard it. Just the first time since his uncle had died. Confusion added itself to the bleakness in his eyes, then. He had looked to this boy in fear that he would be like his father, when he saw everything. It had never occurred to him that he... that anyone... could be more like his uncle. Of a sample size of two, Tiamaris had more experience with his father, than with anyone else. The thought that someone else could - would - care was so outside of his expectations that he had no clue how to handle it, how to react, what to say. So he just sat there, covered in scales, rent of clothing, broken of bed, staring bleakly and uncomprehendingly up at his roommate.

[koukai_kirai]

He takes up his tea to do likewise, catching that little glance to the clock.

"Not the creative sort? That's a surprise. Somewhere to be today?"

[niepokonany]

[Eh, he can roll with it.]

Right! Like you could have games and donate the ticket money to some kind of good cause or whatever! Or like, donate something special for every home run or something!

[seduceme]

"I 'ave many talents, but songwriting is not one of them," she answers in a somewhat lofty tone. "And non, no where to be, but one can't 'elp but wonder when the noise will begin."

[shiningscales]

Mm. [It's an acknowledging sound, neither positive nor negative.] Would you mind talking about why that is? Unfortunately, I don't think they're something that will just go away.

[tactlesstactician]

[ Soren frowns, giving him a sort of Look. ]

I don't like most other people. I don't see why there's anything wrong with that.

[ It's just teachers who do. ]

[batteredbatter]

Honestly, Koshi was pretty sure he had the most to be afraid of. His roommate had just turned into some kind of devillizard, and he was rather keenly feeling how bite-size he was, in a manner of speaking.

"Uh, hello? The bed's totally wrecked..." he murmured as he surveyed the mess now existing. Well, it was a school for fledgling mutants so... hopefully the administration was used to dealing with this sort of thing? "...don't eat me."

[batteredbatter]

Yeah, something like that! [And runs into the same damn stop he does every time] If they let me play in games, anyway...

[tiamaris]

His eyes shaded quickly towards red and he breathed out, a small hint of smoke escaping his nose. "when did I ever say I was going to eat you?" he growled, his voice growing in volume. Not good, not good not good. He had to break the anger... somehow. He needed to calm down. He pushed himself to his feet, and swayed a bit, but the armor locked into place, and he didn't fall over. He tried to calm, tried to breathe, but breathing produced puffs of smoke - the precursor to flame - which lead to fear. Fear was as bad as anger, and this room did NOT have enough space for him to go dragon. Did not, did not, did not. But he wasn't sure how to calm himself down, and he needed to calm down!

[batteredbatter]

"Well, just... hoping it stays that way." Sure, maybe not the nicest thing to say, but Koshi was still fighting minor flight-or-fight reactions right now that the initial shock had worn off and it seemed his roommmate wasn't injured. That smoke wasn't particularly comforting either. "So, uh... is this your thing?"

He was, well, a little oblivious to how much danger he might actually be in right then.

[kamiizumi]

[Well, if you're sure...]

[tiamaris]

He was fighting an internal battle with his anger, trying to calm down, or at least, not to get worse. His eyes shimmered on the border between red and orange, hovering between the two, but still cloudy. he clenched his teeth, but holding back words didn't help. He had no clue if speaking them would, but refusing to speak them was taking focus away from his attempts to calm himself down. "My thing?" he asked, somewhat sharply. Modulation of tone, also, was a deterrent from his focus, so he did not bother with it. There had to be some way to calm down... some way to... to not destroy everything.

[batteredbatter]

"I mean, like... your power? Mutant ability?" Koshi felt kind of stupid now, asking it, since obviously it had to be. "Turning into a... big lizard-guy?"

Yeah, he had no idea what was going on. Even with the smoke "dragon" didn't cross his mind.

"Are you sure you're okay? Should I get a teacher?"

[tiamaris]

He swallowed convulsively, trying to fight the anger, fight the transformation. He didn't want to transform, to kill this boy... well, actually the scary thing was that at the moment... it wasn't as horrifying a thought, killing him, as being kicked out was. The anger was leading towards depression, to sorrow... but... But sorrow could come back to anger again. And he was afraid. Fear was edging in. "teacher..." he repeated in a low rumble, the orange of his eyes deepening. "Yes," he said, "teacher," he rumbled, trying not to shake.

[batteredbatter]

"Right... I'll just... go get one," said Koshi, edging along the wall and dropping off his bed. Perhaps overly cautious not to make any sudden movements, he started creeping towards the door. "You gonna be all right if I leave you alone?"

[tiamaris]

Yeah, the fear... so not helping. His eyes shaded more towards the red as he fought with himself, shaking ever so slightly, though it didn't show. "GO!" he roared, smoke accompanying the words, though he managed to keep the fire shorn of his voice. The teacher would come, and the teacher would kill him. It was the only way he could think of for the teacher to stop him but... maybe that was okay. Maybe he shouldn't have come here, should have just let his father shoot him. He had been ready to die, before, or so he had thought, but at the last minute... he had always relented, rallied, fought for life... but... then he would have killed his father and himself... or someone who was attacking him... but there were people here who didn't know him, had never hurt him. He would let them kill him... he would try to let them kill him. He stumbled towards the bathroom, not looking to see if the boy had left to fetch someone or not. he scrambled with the shower controls, leaving gauges in the tile from claw like nails that came with the armor. Water running, he dropped himself heavily into the tub, hoping he imagined the crack. The water didn't calm him down, it irritated him, made him more uncomfortable and upset, but it should, ideally, keep him from burning anything down. he scrambled with the plug, so the tub would fill. Maybe...maybe he would have the courage to drown himself. He doubted it.

[batteredbatter]

If Koshi wasn't in a hurry before, he sure was now, practically bolting out the door. Obviously, this guy was pretty freaked out, so someone who actually knew how to handle "suddenly, mutant powers!" would be much appreciated on the scene. Some first day of school... he really hoped there was a teacher nearby.

[Want me to grab a mod or other teacher for this?]

[tiamaris]

(Teacher, yeah. Bring someone else in for some fun. :D )

[shiningscales]

[Another hum. His hands fold together where they rest on his desk, Caelius briefly glancing down as he considers.]

There's nothing wrong with being introverted or preferring to work alone. [Not liking most other people— Well, it's a little more concerning when it's put like that.] It's just that group projects aren't likely to go away anytime soon, so if you have trouble working with other people, it's probably something worth working on.