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. ]]

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[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 )

[batteredbatter]

(Got one, see below!)

[herald_the_dream]

As far as teachers went, Koshi hit the jackpot, so to speak. Tiamaris might have heard the familiar squeak of the chair's wheels through his turmoil, maybe... but he definitely heard the voice in his mind, calm and collected, and carrying with it a gentleness and willingness to help.

"Are you alright? Physically, I mean. You do not have to speak if you do not wish. I will hear you, regardless. We will cross all the other bridges when we come to them."

[tiamaris]

Tiamaris was in the filling tub, irritation from being wet mingling with fear and the residual anger. His eyes were an orange that was nearly red, and the color was bright, almost liquid. He was close, so close to the edge of loosing control. And he heard the voice in his mind, the one that led him to this place, ultimately. A flare of hope then, but in the forefront of his mind, he knew not if he was hoping for help - which he had never had since he was five, or hoping for someone to just come and end him so he wouldn't be a danger to everyone here. Running along the back of all of that was the running litany of what had led to this in the first place. The bed broke. He was a monster, he broke the bed, his roommate was now scared of him, and would become like his dad, or would just be afraid around him all the time. And if not him, anyone else would hate and fear him. He broke the bed. He couldn't control the fire. He couldn't control the armor. He ripped his last pair of pants. Pants he had to steal. He hated himself for having stolen. He couldn't take care of himself, all he could be was a burden and a danger. He should let these people kill him, it would be better for everyone... but.... every time he had tried to let someone kill him... at the last minute he couldn't go through with it. It was as if something in him desperately wanted to live... but why? For what? He couldn't cry for some reason, maybe it was what he was supposed to do, cry, but his misery fueled anger instead, hatred of himself, of his father. And the anger made it harder and harder to keep control... Fire tried to hiss out of his mouth. He shoved his head under water, not sure if he was trying to drown the fire, or himself. A single thought like a response to Xavier's mental speech. "Help me" was the voiceless response, and he wasn't even aware of sending it.

[herald_the_dream]

"... It was only a bed, Tiamaris. A bed that can be replaced. An object with no feelings, not a person. You have harmed no one. And furthermore, there is value in that strength in what it can do to help people. In that power is not just the capacity to destroy or to intimidate... but to nurture and to protect. That is why you are here. Remember, please...

Despair is a convenient darkness to lie in. I know it well. I have teetered by that edge of wishing for death... But there is still use for me yet. There is use for me in you, a hand to grasp in that darkness. And within you that same will to live exists. I know it."

[tiamaris]

Some of the red receded from his eyes, going back towards a dull bronze as the words seeped in, took root in his mind, in his heart. He struggled, slipping and pulled himself out of the tub, slipped, and fell hard on his side onto the tile, which cracked under him. He hardly felt it. "I... do not know how to protect..." He admitted mentally. He pushed himself into a sitting position, staring out bleakly. It was an improvement over how he had been minutes before.

[herald_the_dream]

"That is why you are here. To learn how...," Charles wheeled fully into view now, his face baring no judgement for Tiamaris' sad state of affairs. He'd seen a lot of this kind of thing, after all. He'd been there himself.

"If you'd like, we can go outside and enjoy the fresh air until you feel at least physically better. I'll be with you the whole time."

(You can skip me if you need to; i might go out tonight)

[batteredbatter]

And, nervously, but trying to smile encouragingly, Koshi came in behind the professor, giving a little wave. He didn't say anything, but he wanted to Tiamaris to know that he hadn't just fled in terror. He'd let the professor handle everything though, since he worried he might just make it worse - after all, it seemed like he set this off to begin with, somehow.

[tiamaris]

He had looked up when the professor had wheeled in and had started to nod, his eyes a dull orange. He then saw Koshi, and blinked, his eyes flashing brown in surprise for a moment. His face was still impassive, but he was shocked, even if it only showed in his eye color. He swallowed hard then slowly nodded.

[herald_the_dream]

"Good. If you'll follow me. I'll page the janitor to clean this up." Xavier gave both young men a smile, backing his chair out of the room and heading down the hallway, expecting the two of them to fall in step behind him.

[batteredbatter]

Koshi stepped out of the way of the professor and moved to follow him, though he paused to look and make sure Tiamaris was coming along.

"It's gonna be fine," he said with a smile, his nerves easing off.

[tiamaris]

He followed them, the scales clinking ever so slightly as he walked. he opened and closed his clawed hands, eyes orange, a bit more afraid again, now that they were in the halls where other people might see them. Might see him. Would any of them have a gun? He did his best to keep the emotions off his face, unaware that it took little effort; his eyes however... that was a lost cause, not that he had anyway to know it. His eyes were dull orange, right between red and gold.

[herald_the_dream]

Of course, having the world's most powerful telepath helped in that regard.

"No one will harm you. No one is even going to see us leave. Right now, we are invisible to all eyes outside our own."

[tiamaris]

He nodded slowly, eyes easing slowly towards a bronze that was dull, but more gold than orange at the least. He trusted this man. He had no clue WHY he trusted his man, given that nothing in his life had ever lent itself to his learning trust, and yet... he did. Maybe he was just so.. desperate... to trust. He wasn't sure. Maybe something about him reminded him of his uncle. Tiamaris wasn't sure, but he trusted that when he said they could not be seen, that they could not. He mildly wondered if they could be heard, but he did look around a bit. He stopped when he saw his roommate, and just looked at him a moment instead.

The boy... Koshi... he... hadn't run away, hadn't tried to kill him... he got help, for Tiamaris. And... he came back with that help. Tiamaris wasn't quite certain what to make of that. It was totally outside of his experience set in anyway that was not purely theoretical. It almost sounded like a concept he had read of once or twice, or for flames sake a million times. Something he had read about but never understood, not viscerally, and not even intellectually. Was this what all those books meant when they used the word...friend? He was... unsure.

It unsettled him, slightly, but then, much of this did. The world outside his father's house was far more vast and confusing than he had ever imagined. He understood far less than he would have thought possible, and he... did not like not knowing. He looked around again. But... this was a a school, right? A place where he would, in theory, learn?

[batteredbatter]

To Koshi, it seemed pretty natural. Well, not the part where his roommate turned into some kin of lizard man or where the teacher he got was a super telepath, but other than that... if someone was having a problem, you got help for them, right? And you made sure they were all right an were actually helped. He might not actually be able to contribute much, but he knew he had to at least see this through and make sure his roommate got settled in. Besides, he'd have to see him again later. Or would they make him move out? Maybe Tiamaris needed the privacy even more than he did...

There was a small frown for a moment, but he did his best to remain optimistic about it. The professor didn't look mad or even particularly surprised about what had happened, so obviously this would turn out all right.

[tiamaris]

(Honestly not sure what to do with this, at the moment...)

[herald_the_dream]

[[ No pressure! It's a pretty complete scene as it is. ]]

[tiamaris]

(Okay, didn't know if we should be/if you had wanted to do anything when they were actually outside. I still have to figure out how to get him more clothes too, lol.)