As the name indicates...this RPG will revolve around Crossroads and New Beginnings.CrossroadsWe would like to see characters come to a 'crossroads' in their lives where important and life changing decisions have to be made. These events can be very personal...i.e. a relationship beginning, ending or changing, or they can be moral or spiritual. Whatever is decided, they should show 'growth' for your character.New BeginningsThis can be any number of items as well and most likely will relate back to the 'crossroads' in your character(s)' life or lives and/or career. They may be starting a new career as teacher or student at Xavier's School for the Gifted or may have been selected to train for the upcoming X-Men team(s). Their 'new beginning' once again may be as simple as establishing a new relationship or changes in an old one.
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In the Mansion (Please timestamp your posts)
Where: Kitchen, Dining Area, Solarium
When: 0700 +/-
Activity: BreakfastJonathan had slipped from Karika's room, down the backstairs and back to his apartment in the pre-dawn hours. He was stiff and weary from sleeping in the chair, but a shower set most of that to rights. Before long he was dressed... casually for him in blue jeans, loafers, and plain white polo shirt...loading a backpack with 'ideas' for starting Karika's education and heading out the door again.
Jonathan paused just outside the rear doors on the patio behind the Xavier mansion. Nestled in his arms was his large Blue and Gold Macaw parrot, Gryphon. The bird looked around curiously, but was accustomed to being carried out of doors and to the soft web bird harness and leash fastened around his body and beneath his wings. Jonathan had toyed with the idea of not bringing Gryphon to the traditional Sunday breakfast due to the large number of new students. The older students knew the bird, knew to ask before handling him or offering him a treat. However, the new ones could not learn if not taught.
Stepping through the doors into the enclosed solarium, Jonathan went to the far corner and rolled Gryphon's wooden playstand out and into a far corner of the kitchen where he could keep an eye on the energetic parrot. He put fresh water and fresh food into clean containers fastened to the stand and admonished the bird to behave while he started breakfast.
As the first adult in the kitchen, it was his choice what to prepare...unwritten school rule. Setting out several packages of thick breakfast steaks and cartons of eggs, he set to work. Part of the ritual included starting the coffee maker and setting a tea kettle on the stove. The longest item to prepare and cook would be the breakfast potatoes so he started with those...pausing only to mix instant oatmeal and whole wheat toast with a quickly scrambled egg to put in Gryphon's dish.
Pausing again, he picked up a small backpack he'd carried up from his apartment loaded with pre-school primers, 'teaching' coloring books and crayons. He placed these carefully out of the way with the exception of taking one of the coloring books and a handful of crayons for himself. Preparation should Karika show up early for breakfast.Tags: Whoever comes in.
Summary: Jonathan returns to the mansion after sleeping in a chair in Karika's room for the night...starts breakfast.
Edited by: DrJonathanChase at: 6/25/06 4:05 pm
MarinaBlack X-23/Stacy X
Posts: 132
(6/11/06 9:22 am)
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (add participants as they show
Karika had a rough night, adjusting to life outside of prison walls. Never before had she slept in a place that was not the Weapon X compound...and she was immensely glad that Jonathon had stayed the night with her. Still, she had not gotten her programmed eight hours and, before she knew it, she had slept past dawn.
The sun slowly flittered into her room, jolting Karika awake. Quickly untwisting herself from the comforter and sheets, she dashed down the corridor and into the bathroom that Jonathon had pointed out to her. After relieving herself and making sure that there were no doctors lurking around behind any doors, Karika set about to her daily routine.
The sinks were not the low metal basins she was used to, but the smooth marble worked just as well. Filling the sink with water and a small amount of handsoap, Karika scrubbed her face (almost to the point of rawness), her arms and her legs. Finding there was no comb for her hair, she wetted her tangled locks with a small amount of water and dragged her fingers through it until it was straight once more. Luckily, her hair was short and didn't require maintinence.
Rushing back to her room, she pulled on her leather uniform...the same one she had arrived in. It was stiff after a night of laying crumpled on the floor, but Karika managed to get into it and zip it up. Turning, she looked at herself in the mirror and swallowed heavily, she was all clean and ready for the day. And...*sniff* she smelled STEAK! Bolting down the stairs, she made her way into the kitchen.
"Jonathon!" She said and bounded over to him. She had intended to give him a hug, but her stomach got the better of her. Karika was absolutely famished! And those steaks were looking mighty delicious right now...
Tags: Jonathon
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (JC, X-23 - so far)
Gryphon squawked loudly and moved to the top branch of his playstand as the new person bounded into the room. The parrot's eyes flashed in consternation before he ruffled his feathers with a grumbled, "Hello," and moved back to his food dish.
Jonathan flashed a quick look at the parrot to make sure he wasn't alarmed into taking flight, but quickly turned his attention to Karika and the steaks. He gave the girl a bright smile but stepped between her and the intended 'victims'.
"No, Karika. We will sit down and have breakfast together momentarily. The food is not finished yet. You may have some toast and milk while you wait." Jonathan's voice was at its usual pleasant, gentle timbre but adamant and quite firm. He indicated a stack of still warm toast and a pitcher of fresh milk sitting on a marble chiller.
He turned and pulled a chilled tumbler from the cooler and poured the milk in, set four slices of toast on a sandwich plate and placed them at the counter near where he was working...and coloring. Pulling a stool over for Karika, he returned to the grill to turn the steaks and pour the beaten eggs in the skillet for scrambling. Turning slightly to smile at the girl, he nodded toward the stool and counter. "Go ahead, start on the toast and milk. Perhaps you could also finish the picture I was trying to color as well? It looks all wrong to me."
Jonathan had purposely picked one of the pages with several small pictures of various nature scenes. He'd also intentionally used wrong colors on the forestscape and deer he'd been working on...leaving a similar picture untouched.
Smiling, he turned back around to continue with the eggs and steaks...hoping to have everything ready and in warming dishes before too many others arrived in the kitchen. Logically, he thought it would be better to move himself and Karika to the bigger area of the solarium before things became crowded and her limited social skills were put to the test.
It would be difficult enough entrusting her on her own for a few hours that morning. However, Jonathan had been away for several weeks and knew his horses had not had proper exercise in his absence. He also wanted to give the Sea Eagle a chance to hunt that morning. In addition, it wouldn't due for Karika to become totally reliant on Jonathan. She had to learn to trust and deal with the other faculty members at the school.Tag: Karika, others who may enter.
Fionnoula White Queen/Psyche
Posts: 125
(6/11/06 10:26 am)
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (Open to Participants)Who: Psyche When: Sunday Morning, May 14th, 2006 Where: The Mansion With: None then Dr Chase and X-23 OOC: Hope it's okay to slip Psyche in here.
Psyche awoke with a start, eyes snapping open and her body jerking upwards with a stifled scream. Supporting her weight on her hands she looked around her, strands of long dark hair obscuring her view. There was something...wrong, what was wrong?
Breath panting in and out, she swallowed and tried to grasp her bearings. First things first, she thought as she tried to calm the racing of her mind and heart, she was on the floor. Why and where?. She wiped a hand over her face and it came away bloody, her hand moving up to her nose to touch more blood. So she'd been using her telekinesis, over using it.
She sat up slowly and looked around her, she was near a largish bed with tangled covers and pillows strewn all over it. A wardrobe that was half facing the wall, a chest of drawers with some of the drawers pulled out, and her luggage. Her luggage.
Ah. There it was. She had her luggage with her, and yesterday she had been on a patio at the mutant place, and had been told to put her weapons back in her bags. Slowly the connections in her mind sparked off each other and she remembered where she was. The Institute. Still didn't explain why the furniture was all over the place unless it had just been her reacting unconsciously to a bad dream. Something with flashing lights.
Groaning she rested her head in her hands for a moment, feeling the beginnings of a severe migraine starting, perhaps it was best not to think to heavily on the events of the night and just get ready. And find some pain killers as soon as possible.
Tidying the room back to it's normal state as best she could Psyche managed to find some sweat pants and a strappy top all with a small X logo on. Made for a taller and larger woman than her, they swamped her slim form, and she was entirely uncomfortable in such things but decided that today it was best to look as unthreatening as possible. The fact that the trousers and top both needed constant hitching up definitely helped with that image. She cleaned up her nose a little, but didn't bother trying to sort out her hair, it was beyond help.
Unsure of whether she should be up and around yet, but never one to hang back she made her way down the corridor and onto the main staircase. Slipping quietly down the stairs, unable to break habits of a supposed lifetime she still moved with a smooth grace that would make footsteps hard to hear.
Drawn by the sound of voices and the smell of food she arrived in the kitchen, where she had noticed many of the mansion inhabitants before, to see once again the man and young girl from yesterday. She stood silently in the doorway for a moment, surveying the unfamiliar scene before speaking "Hi…ummm...I just woke up, and I wasn't really sure if I was supposed to be around.." she explained hesitantly, her eyes drifting to the young girl before looking back at the man "so..." she said unsure of how to carry on. "Do they stock pain killers in this place?" she asked, finding the more direct, mundane question easier. Tags: Dr Chase, X-23
Edited by: Fionnoula at: 6/11/06 10:52 am
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (Open to Participants)
With: X-23, Psyche, and Gryphon (so far)
When: 0700 +
Where: Kitchen, Dining Area, Solarium, Patio"Hi…ummm...I just woke up, and I wasn't really sure if I was supposed to be around.."
Jonathan turned at the sound of a hesitant voice, recognizing the young woman from the previous day. The one who called herself Psyche. His eyes glinted with concern at her somewhat disheveled appearance. Before he could answer, she continued speaking...
"Do they stock pain killers in the place?"
He nodded in response to her, "There's not really a set time for being out and around on weekends or during class holidays. The unwritten rule is whoever is here first starts breakfast." Jonathan paused, "We have a first aid cabinet with non-prescription strength pain medicines, but for anything stronger you would have to see one of the medical staff."
Jonathan stepped into the immense pantry and opened a small, on the wall first aid cabinet, and retrieved two packets of the 'extra-strength' headache tablets. Handing them to Psyche will a glass of water, he added, "Ibuprofen or Tylenol is the best I can provide...along with coffee. Sometimes caffeine helps me when I am getting a bad headache or migraine." Jonathan was only guessing from the woman's demeanor and facial expression that the request for medication stemmed from a pending headache or one already in progress. He suffered from them frequently enough to be able to read the outward physical signs...normally.
Stepping back to his chore of finishing up breakfast and placing the food in heated chafing dishes along the serving counter, "Breakfast may help...at least toast." Along with the hot food, he set out several types of cereal, bagels, and muffins for those that didn't care for a basic meat and eggs breakfast.
With the bulk of breakfast done, Jonathan took plates, silverware, and the birdstand out to the enclosed solarium. Gryphon held onto the top branch, swinging comically upside down and laughing at his 'ride' to the indoor patio. While Jonathan continued setting things up at a table on the patio for himself and Karika to breakfast, the bird entertained himself with by efficiently shredding a wooden toy hanging on a chain from his perch.
Once all was set-up, Jonathan called to Karika, "Okay, dear heart, breakfast is ready...but wait for me." He nodded toward the solarium and smiled pleasantly at Psyche, "You are welcome to join Karika and myself...Miss...," here he hesitated, feeling rather odd calling her Miss Psyche but manners forbade him from using her name familiarly before invited to do so..."Psyche."
Taking several of the school books with him, he returned to the solarium, admonishing the parrot gently for trying to reach the plate of toast he had placed on the table.Tag: Karika, Psyche
OOC: Of course...this thread was opened so anyone that wished could join.
Summary: Jonathan greets Psyche, finishes up breakfast, leaving a self-serve buffet for others and setting up a table in the solarium for himself, Karika, and Psyche...should she choose to join.
Edited by: DrJonathanChase at: 6/13/06 7:27 pm
Fionnoula White Queen/Psyche
Posts: 126
(6/11/06 11:50 am)
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (Open to Participants)Who: Psyche With: X-23, Chase, and Gryphon (so far) When: 0700 + Where: Kitchen, Dining Area, Solarium, Patio "There's not really a set time for being out and around on weekends or during class holidays. The unwritten rule is whoever is here first starts breakfast." Jonathan paused, "We have a first aid cabinet with non-prescription strength pain medicines, but for anything stronger you would have to see one of the medical staff." Handing them to Psyche will a glass of water, he added, "Ibuprofen or Tylenol is the best I can provide...along with coffee. Sometimes caffeine helps me when I am getting a bad headache or migraine."
Psyche nodded in response to his explanation about breakfast and rising times, and watched as he went to retrieve the headache tablets. "Thank you… Jonathon?" she said, testing the name, hoping it was right, and smiling as she popped two tablets from their packet and swallowed them quickly without the water, drinking that down quickly afterwards.
She fetched herself another glass of water, swallowing that as quickly as the last, satisfying her bodies need to liquids, she could have drunk at least two more glasses but she had learnt to survive on the bare minimum needed.
She watched as the man set up food on the long table, slightly bemused but at the same time curious, especially when he moved a parrot of all things out onto the patio and finally returned for the young girl and some books.
"You are welcome to join Karika and myself...Miss...," here he hesitated,"Psyche."
"I might do that" she replied as he left the room for the patio. She turned away and surveyed the feast laid out in front of her, starting from the nearest end, she moved along the line removing lids and then replacing them as she worked out what each plate held. It was a veritable feast, and she felt hunger suppressed by the headache and the water she had drank begin to return at the sight and smell of all the food.
Deciding on two bits of toast with a thin layer of butter and a small cup of tea, she made her way onto the patio. She was glad that so far her headache was just that, and seemed to have side stepped the visual aura and numbness down her left side that came with a migraine. Sitting carefully at the table where Jonathon was, she placed her plate and cup on the table and sat back.
"It's just Psyche" she said suddenly, smiling again, and then tapping her fingers on the table, feeling unaccountably nervous she carried on "Or Juliana, that's my other name. I don't really use it that much" she said, feeling as though she had offered him something precious and if he was to make fun, it would hurt her. But he didn't seem that type to mock anyone so she relaxed a little and settled back to sip her cup of tea. Tags: Jonathon, X-23
"I felt angelic and violently insane for five hours."
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (Open to Participants)
With: Psyche, X-23 (assuming she joins shortly), Gryphon
When: After 0700
Where: Solarium (also Kitchen, Dining Area, Patio...again assuming residents will spread out after they hit the buffet)Jonathan stood politely as Psyche approached the table and seated herself. Seating himself, he patiently put Gryphon back on his stand and out of his chair, but smiled as the bird stretched out his head and beak begging for more food.
"It's just Psyche" she said suddenly, smiling again, "Or Juliana, that's my other name. I don't really use it that much"
Jonathan handed the disgruntled parrot several bites of toast, then pushed the school books aside, tilting his head and listening as Psyche spoke. He noticed the nervous action of her fingers tapping the table and flashed a reassuring smile.
"Juliana." Jonathan spoke the name slowly and nodded, "Lovely. Slavic combination of the names Julia which means soft haired and youthful and Anna which means gracious." With an exasperated sigh, he picked the Blue and Gold Macaw off the stand as the bird was pulling on his shirt demanding stridently...but with a cultured British accent, "Step up!" Grinning as he settled the bird on his arm, "And this rascal is Gryphon which means annoying right now."
"Names are important...in some respects they are how we view ourselves. Ancient people believed names carried great power and to share them was an honor. I am honored that you are willing to share your private name, Juliana." Jonathan paused, ruffling the bird's feathers gently and putting him back on the stand, "Jonathan means 'Gift of God'. Some of us are blessed with appropriate names, some of us with names we must live up to, and some of us with names we must live beyond. However, I digress...as I am prone to do at times...do you prefer to be called Psyche or Juliana? I am okay with Jonathan unless we're in front of my students and I'm on duty as a teacher...then I do prefer Dr. Chase at those times."Tag: Psyche, X-23 (when she joins and catches up)
Fionnoula White Queen/Psyche
Posts: 128
(6/11/06 1:03 pm)
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (Open to Participants)Who: Psyche With: X-23, Chase, and Gryphon (so far) When: Sunday May 14th 2006 Where: Kitchen, Dining Area, Solarium, Patio "Juliana." Jonathan spoke the name slowly and nodded, "Lovely. Slavic combination of the names Julia which means soft haired and youthful and Anna which means gracious."
Psyche couldn't help a delighted smile, her golden eyes lighting up in response to his words, automatically she reached a hand up to touch her hair, which at the moment wasn't quite living up to her name. "I never knew that. Not that I tried to find out of course, but it's nice...youthful...how apt" she said, thinking of the gifts that kept her ageing slowly.
As the parrot settled onto Jonathon's arm, Psyche watched the glow of early morning sunlight on the glossy feathers. "Gryphon" she repeated "He's beautiful, I've never seen one before, not in real life I mean. What type is he?" she asked, not sure what word one would use, and settling for 'type'.
She listened attentively as he carried on talking, finding his knowledge quite fascinating.
"Names are important...in some respects they are how we view ourselves. Ancient people believed names carried great power and to share them was an honor. I am honored that you are willing to share your private name, Juliana."
She remained quiet, mulling over his words as she leant forwards and broke off a few pieces of toast to eat. Perhaps that was why hardly anyone knew her name, her really one anyway, not that she had ever had anyone to share it with really. There was something strange and disconcerting about being called Juliana, but somehow it was comforting and grounded her. Part of her rebelled strongly against being put at ease, it was happening too quickly, her defences being stripped away but perhaps that was what the Institute was about; finding a place where the walls aren't needed.
Disconcerted by these thoughts she focused her attention back on Jonathon.
"Jonathan means 'Gift of God'. Some of us are blessed with appropriate names, some of us with names we must live up to, and some of us with names we must live beyond. However, I digress...as I am prone to do at times...do you prefer to be called Psyche or Juliana? I am okay with Jonathan unless we're in front of my students and I'm on duty as a teacher...then I do prefer Dr. Chase at those times."
Startled by his questions she didn't answer at first, considering him with wary eyes which she lowered to look at the table before speaking "I...I don't know. I've never really been given the option." Psyche was special to her because it was the first name she had chosen for herself, but Juliana...that was something more.
Biting her lip, she looked back up at him "Juliana" she finally said with a nod "I think." she added before carrying on, picking up on the rest of what he'd said "Okay, Jonathon or Dr Chase. You're a teacher here? What subjects do you teach?" she asked curiously. Tags: Jonathon
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (Open to All Participants)Where: Her Room to Kitchen, Dining Area, Patio Who: LaTrina Activity: Breakfast
From the room assigned to her, a bulk was still abed. The covers moved, falling from the face of a yong girl, LaTrina Adams.
At first, she gazed around the room, not recognizing where she was and wondering where her mother could be. Then the sleep fading from her eyes as she remembered - her mother was back home and she was at the Xavier School.
LaTrina blinked. A few tears threatened to fall, missing her mother already.
With a sigh, blinking away the tears, she got up and dressed. After combing her hair, her stomach growled and she knew it was time she found herself something to eat.
She left her room for the Kitchen.
~~~~~
In the kitchen, she moved to the fridge where she got eggs and sausage. Looking around the kitchen for some pancake and finding it, she proceeded to make herself some pancakes, eggs and sausage, just like her mom used to make. She knew that for a while she would have to rely on herself in doing this.
With another sigh, she finished fixing her breakfast and took the plate out to the Patio where she saw a group of people already there.
With a small smile, she spoke up,
"Good morning all. I trust you've had a nice sleep?"
And she moved over to sit with her breakfast and began eating.
Tags: Psyche, Dr Chase, X-23, etc
Edited by: Pyro at: 6/12/06 8:30 am
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (JC, X-23 - so far)Who: Chamber With: Dr Chase, X-23, Psyche, Latrina, Gryphon, etc. When: Sunday May 14th 2006 Where: His Room to Kitchen, Dining Area, Solarium, Patio.
Chamber had been in his room, staring around all night. He hadn't needed sleep as that ability had been taken from him since his acquiring his powers.
With a little sigh, a breathy sort of small wind coming from his ruined mouth, he felt saddened. Saddened because of his ex girlfriend and what he had done to her and of his leaving her the way he did.
He shrugged at that. No sence in dwelling on the past. He had to look to the future.
He got to his feet, leaving his room.
~~~~~~~
The Patio, on his arrival was already occupied. He was silent as he 'saw' who was there.
He couldn't taste food nor did he require it but it did look delicious.
Another sigh.
*Hello all. And good morning.*
He moved to sit, his 'eyes' looking inward almost.
Tags: Dr Chase, X-23, Psyche, Latrina, Gryphon, etc
Edited by: Pyro at: 6/12/06 8:34 am
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (JC, X-23 - so far)Who: Scarlet Witch, Karina With: Dr Chase, X-23, Psyche, Latrina, Gryphon, Chamber, etc. When: Sunday May 14th 2006 Where: Kitchen, Dining Area, Solarium, Patio.
Scarlet Witch was already on the Patio, her gaze dark as she stared out in to the distance or rather at nothing.
She wasn't up to conversation with anyone as she was thinking about Magneto and where he could be at. The frown on her face grew fiercer at the thought of Magneto getting away from her...again.
There was nearly a curse but it stopped short of being spoken aloud.
*Hello all. And good morning.* coming from Chamber made the fierce frown even more so with that.
With a sniff, she didn't turn but continued looking outward. If she did she just might have sent out a hex bolt.
Karina:
Growl! Groan! came Karina's stomach as she ran toward the kitchen. She had been awakened by that same sound.
~I'm hungry!~ she thought as she got dressed and took off running. Luckily she knew her way to the kitchen at least. She wasn't up to getting lost...again.
~~~~
Now in the patio with some cereal in hand, she sat down and began to eat.
In between bites and swallows she smiled at those already there.
"GOOD MORNING!" She exclaimed happily.
Scarlet Witch groaned at that happy, cheerful voice.
Tags: Dr Chase, X-23, Psyche, Latrina, Gryphon, Chamber, etc.
Edited by: Pyro at: 6/12/06 8:37 am
Who: Magma, Force With: Dr Chase, X-23, Psyche, Latrina, Gryphon, Chamber, Scarlet Witch, Karina, etc. When: Sunday May 14th 2006 Where: Kitchen, Dining Area, Solarium, Patio.
Amara and China had left their rooms at different times that bright and early morning and met each other at the same time in the kitchen.
"Hey China, I thought you'd be still a bed?" Amara asked, her glance on China was rueful.
"Yes I know. I just couldn't sleep longer, for some reason. Then I got hungry," China said.
"Then lets get something to eat." Amara said. She was silent as the two entered the kitchen. "Um, we can eat out on the Patio?"
"That'll be great!"
Amara fixed them something to eat and the two girls made their way to the Patio.
They stopped at the entrance taking a glance in and saw that there were people already there.
"Uh oh. You sure you still want to go there?" Amara asked. China only nodded as she entered and sat down anywhere.
"Hi all!" Amara called out, sitting down across from China.
Tags: Dr Chase, X-23, Psyche, Latrina, Gryphon, Chamber, Scarlet Witch, Karina, etc.
Edited by: Pyro at: 6/12/06 8:39 am
MarinaBlack X-23/Stacy X
Posts: 133
(6/11/06 5:02 pm)
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (JC, X-23 - so far)Who: X-23 with JC, Psyche
Where: Kitchen
When: Morning (7am)
What: Breakfast
Karika watched wide eyed as there was a BIRD in the HOUSE! Oh lord, her hazel eyes nearly popped out of her head when she heard the bird's gentle "Hello,". Her mouth dropped open, "Hello, bird." She said back, carefuly not to get too close in case it got scared. If there was one thing that Karika understood in full entirety, it was the language of animals. She was an animal herself, and she could feel the fear of the parrot.
Looking back at the steak, she licked her lips and had been fully prepared to grab the steak from the pan. "No, Karika. We will sit down and have breakfast together momentarily. The food is not finished yet. You may have some toast and milk while you wait." For a moment she was shocked. He didn't want her to eat as fast as possible before training started? She was already late...she was lucky he was even feeding her.
Jonathon was doing something with his hands that wasn't cooking. Sniffing the air, she found a faint smell that she had never encountered before. Moving behind him, she watched his hand. "Ooh!" She crowed and jumped up on the stool, watching his hands in ernest. "Go ahead, start on the toast and milk. Perhaps you could also finish the picture I was trying to color as well? It looks all wrong to me." Looking down, Karika greatly agreed! DEER WEREN'T GREEN! Taking the crayons that were beige, yellow, white, brown, keeping the green crayon for the grass and a blue for the sky, she threw the other extraneous crayons over her shoulder.
With her mouth occupied with chomping down the toast, she used her hands to make gentle marks with the strange new objects in her hand. Though it was in Karika's nature to be jumpy, she didn't even flinch as a girl walked into the kitchen. But...wait...no! "Blood!" Karika yelled, turning around to face the girl who had just entered. She smelled blood...she could almost taste it. The feral in her was going absolutely insane and the girl inside Karika was slowly disappearing. The words became garbled and her pink tongue jutted out from her mouth...
She was hungry. And not for cooked food either. Keeping her dark eyes trained on Psyche, she almost stepped forward...but Jonathon's voice broke her bloodlust abruptly. "Okay, dear heart, breakfast is ready...but wait for me.""You are welcome to join Karika and myself...Miss...Psyche." Looking at the girl once more, she pointed to herself. "Karika." She clarified, as if there were doubts. Grabbing the coloring book and her carefully picked crayons, she cocked her head and wondered what they were doing.
Not waiting around for any more introductions or whatever the older people were doing, she bounded out to her favorite patio table. The crumbs from her toast were all over her face and clinging to the leather bodysuit she wore. Before long the food was before her and she had been fully prepared to eat it like a puppy eats her dogfood. But...the older people were not scarfing their food. They were...talking about names.
"Jonathan means 'Gift of God'. Some of us are blessed with appropriate names, some of us with names we must live up to, and some of us with names we must live beyond. However, I digress...as I am prone to do at times...do you prefer to be called Psyche or Juliana? I am okay with Jonathan unless we're in front of my students and I'm on duty as a teacher...then I do prefer Dr. Chase at those times." The word doctor caused her to flinch, but this time, she did not act on the impulse to slice everyone in the vicinity to bits. Plus, the birdie that Jonathon had was enchanting to her and their talk of names was enthralling.
"Karika mean soldier." She said looking at the both of them in turn. They had told her that she was a soldier a million times, that must be what her name meant. Turning back, she picked up the steak with her hands and began to chew it enthusiastically. The older people kept talking, and before Karika knew it, the hairs on the back of her neck were prickling. There were people all over the place...four girls, one boy...Psyche, Jonathon...and Karika. That was too many, in Karika's opinion.
Setting her steak down, she wiped her greasy hands on the bodysuit and emitted a low growl from her throat. "Many people." She whispered to Jonathon. They didn't seem mean, the didn't looking threatening...but to Weapon X, those were the most dangerous kind.
Tags: Jonathon, Psyche, all
Re: 0700 +/- Breakfast In the Mansion
Who: Logan
With: himself
Where: Woods to breakfast buffet
When: 7am, Sunday morning
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Coming out of the woods a short distance from the patio, Logan continued over the lawn toward the back doors of the kitchen. It was 7am by the position of the sun, time for breakfast.
His morning ritual always got him up and out of the mansion before or around sun up. It was those few hours he could always count on to be able to just do his own thing without scrutiny. Now his stomach grumbled and he could smell hot food already prepared.
Crossing the outside patio, he shot a look at Wanda... still not sure what was with that girl. He understood about being in your own thoughts, so he thought nothing of her staring out to the horizon. With a facial shrug he moved through the small group and stepped inside.
Hearing voices from the solarium, he moved to take a peek around the doorway, taking note of who was inside. Then he turned toward the buffet; all layed out nice and proper, he gave a small smile at the choices offered and picked up a plate.
Once he'd heaped up his plate with a variety of "breakfast foods", especially steak and other meats, he poured himself a coffee and moved to the window seat in the kitchen. Placing his plate and mug on a table within arm's reach, he snatched a morning paper from another table where it'd been left untouched and sat in the window bench, letting the morning sun warm him through the glass.
He sat alone in quiet solitude, reading his paper and eating his breakfast; looking up once in a while to watch a new comer to the breakfast menagerie before sipping his coffee and turning the page. This was nice. He liked this time of day, when the cares of yesterday seemed far away and those of today hadn't quite awakened yet. Peaceful.
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Tags: None but are open, just enjoyin' the peace an' quiet
Re: 0700 +/- Breakfast In the Mansion Who: Pyro With: Swann, first, then Dr Jonathan Chase, Wolverine, Psyche, Gryphon, X-23, Latrina, Chamber, Scarlet Witch, Karina, Magma, Force, Wolverine When: 0700/+ Hours Where: His Apartement to Mansion Kitchen Patio OOC: All those listed above are in the kitchen, but Pyro will only be talking to the Wolverine in this particular post.
Slipping out from the warm embrace of his beautiful wife’s arms, St. John Allerdyce went through the normal morning ritual of getting himself awake and ready to face the day. He wasn’t normally an early riser, but since coming back from the Pizza place the night before, of where he had also been thinking about it, the flame manipulator wanted to show someone the sketches he had been playing around with over the past couple days, even before his arrival back at the mansion.
When he and the rest of the group had gotten back, Pyro had gone straight over to his art pad, and proceeded to add some more detail to the wrist flame throwers he was thinking of asking someone to make for him, however, he thought he better pass it by one of the older X-Men first… Mana being his first choice, considering she would probably have wanted a pair for herself if she had only been able to control the flame rather than be able to create it too.
Blowing the still sleeping form of Swann a kiss goodbye, see you later, John walked out the door, heading towards the kitchen, a place he knew people would most likely be congregating even at this early time of the morning. “Oh whoa,” he whispered, not realising there would be so darn many people already making good use of the room and patio beyond. Eyes scanning the crowd, John was easily able to cut out different faces, focusing on the older people among them.
It was Logan the young man’s gaze finally fell upon, deducing whether the man would be interested in such a thing, shrugging, and deciding there was only one way to find out. Although he wasn’t a member of the original X-Men team, him and Swann too young and stupid to even be considered for it at the time, Pyro and Wolverine did know each other, and the Pyrokinetic hadn’t really had the chance to catch up with the man since they’d both arrived back.
Approaching him, John announced his presence long after he figured Logan was already well aware of him being there, “Hey, Logan,” he simply said, holding up his sketch pad, “I need to pass something by one of you guys, I would have asked Mana, but I just so happened to see ya first… is that ok?” he inquired, not sitting down near him until he was otherwise invited to do so.
Summary: John is excited about asking one of the older X-Men if it is okay if he gets some wrist flame throwers made, intending to find out if any of them know who could actually pull them off for him.
Tags: Wolverine, for the most part.
OOC: PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, on your initial post for your character/s in a new thread, on a new day, please include the Who, With, When, Where. Thankies.Edited by: Pyro at: 6/12/06 8:41 am
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (Open to All Participants)Who: Swann Where: Bedroom, bathroom, then Kitchen When: Too damn early for her taste Date: march 14th
She hadn't slept well, the waves of nausea hadnt diminished at all after leaving the pizza place the night before. Watching her husband return to his notepad instead of helping her feel better had sent her under the covers in a irked mood. Skye knew that she couldn't always get what she wanted, but regardless, she was feeling like hot garbage, and wanted some attention.
She got up out of bed, finding him gone, but knowing where he went, food, typical John. Heading into her bathroom and taking a fast shower, and then drying off and dressing in a long filmy white skirt that rested on her hips and a soft white tank top and after slipping a pair of sandals on her feet, Skye left the bedroom.
Heading for the kitchen, she lifted an eyebrow at the amount of people that were already there this morning. Passing by her beloved coffee pot, Skye stuck her nose into the fridge, praying that there was some juice or soemthing similar inside.
Summary: Skye's around
Tags: All there
Edited by: Mana4X2 at: 6/13/06 6:42 am
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (JC, X-23 - so far)Who: Magma, Force With: Dr Chase, X-23, Psyche, Latrina, Gryphon, Chamber, Scarlet Witch, Karina, Swann, etc. When: Sunday May 14th 2006 Where: Kitchen, Dining Area, Solarium, Patio.
Amara had glanced around again, during the lull in her conversation with China and shrugged.
One particular seemed a bit edgy. She smiled as if to say she wouldn't hurt her or anything before returning to her conversation with China.
China was feeling happy.
She was with Amara and was having a grand time. She liked this. It made her feel.. feel. Well she didn't know, but it did.
Her eyes went back to Amara, answering her question.
Tags: Swann... etc.
Edited by: Mana4X2 at: 6/13/06 6:45 am
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (JC, X-23 - so far)Who: Kurt With: Wanda & the Kitchen crowd When: Sunday May 14th 2006 7 AM Where: Kitchen.
Ahh ... Sunday Breakfast, Kurt's favorite meal of the day - no, week! Pancakes! They were calling him, he could swear they were calling him: "Eaatt meee!" they said.
He shook his head and looked at himself in the mirror. Showered? check. Dressed? check. Hair combed? check. Shaved? Never gonna happen.
Clutching his hands into fists and bending over slightly, he silently willed himself to the Kitchen, to his chair in the dining room.
*bamf*
He landed unexpectedly but gracefully on his feet - his chair - HIS CHAIR! - had been pulled away by someone, causing the furred mutant to glare about in frustration and biting his lower lip. Bobby? No, he was nowhere to be seen.
But then, there were a lot of new people in here and the place had become crowded. "With this many, it's probably a wonder that I didn't land in somebody's lap" he told himself with a sighed realization. He'd just have to pick a new teleport, one which would be out of the way he realized. But where?. Casting about he spied the top of the refrigerator, but no, that wouldn't work, people often stacked cereal boxes on top of it. Any location on the floor would be problematic with so many new people, but as he raised his eyes upwards he spied the ornate massive light fixture. He'd have to give it a test run later on to see how well it would hold his weight, but it did look pretty massive. "OK! It's settled!" he told himself
Looking about, he saw Wanda was slumping over slightly in the Patio area near the Kitchen door, and that reminded him of something. "Was she all right?" he asked himself, right fist held over his stomach as his mouth opened in a slight "O".
*bamf* He was next to her.
"Hello, Wanda, how are you?" he asked in a sing-song voice. "You seem a bit - Huh?" he broke off, as a carelessly thrown red crayon bounced off his head. He sidled himself to a seated position on a nearby countertop, twisting sideways to do so but still framed by the doorway to the kitchen. "Anyways, I was thinking about that island, and - HEY!" he yelped, as this time an orange crayon hit him in the cheek and dribbled down to floor in front of him. He looked down.
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion
Who: Logan
With: Pyro
Where: Kitchen
When: Sunday morning, breakfast
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Approaching him, John announced his presence long after he figured Logan was already well aware of him being there, “Hey, Logan,” he simply said, holding up his sketch pad.
Logan sipped from his mug and placed it back on the window shelf. "Pyro," he acknowledged as he turned the page and folded it back.
“I need to pass something by one of you guys. I would have asked Mana, but I just so happened to see ya first… is that ok?” he inquired, not sitting down near him until he was otherwise invited to do so.
Logan paused from his reading to look up at the young man, noticing the sketch pad in his hand. He tilted his head slightly to the side, wondering what the kid had up his sleeve. "Sure, what's up?" he asked and watched as John flipped open the sketch pad and started explaining his invention.
His eyes roamed over the design sketches, considering, as John pitched his idea. Once the kid was done, Logan sniffed once then sat back again. It appeared that he might not say anything at all as he raised the paper up again, then he glanced at the pyrokinetic and offered a suggestion.
"Ya' might wanna bring that li'l contraption to Hank's attention. He's the egghead... he's the brains of this outfit. If it can be done, an' I don't see why it can't be, he'd be the one to figure it out. All that techno babble is total greek to me, but if it's supplies or components he needs, that I can do." Then he shrugged and added, "Give it a spin, what can ya' lose?"
Then he went back to his coffee and paper, his attention split between what he was reading and keeping tabs on everyone as they came and went. Of course he wasn't consciously doing it; it was just habit, a way of life. He looked out the window, wondering if he could see the group heading out to the Whale this morning.
He wasn't asked to be there and that was just fine by him; he'd had enough of that place for a while, but he wondered if anyone had thought to let Jean know she was expected to be there. He'd seen Scott up bright and early and they exchanged greetings and a few words. That's when he'd found out about the inspection. He'd been asked to let Jean know if he saw her. He hadn't, so he figured she'd already been advised that her presence was wanted there too.
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Tags Pyro, open
(OOC: Hope ya' dont mind the small addition at the end, Scooter... but it dawned on me that nobody had actually let Jean know she was requested when I mentioned it to her the other night and she didn't know about it. ) Edited by: Wolvie6 at: 6/13/06 3:49 pm
Re: 0700 +/- In the Mansion (Open for All Participants)
Where: Solarium
When: After 0700
With: Karika, Psyche"Karika mean soldier." She said looking at the both of them in turn. They had told her that she was a soldier a million times, that must be what her name meant. Turning back, she picked up the steak with her hands and began to chew it enthusiastically. The older people kept talking, and before Karika knew it, the hairs on the back of her neck were prickling. There were people all over the place...four girls, one boy...Psyche, Jonathon...and Karika. That was too many, in Karika's opinion.
Setting her steak down, she wiped her greasy hands on the bodysuit and emitted a low growl from her throat. "Many people." She whispered to Jonathon. They didn't seem mean, they didn't looking threatening...but to Weapon X, those were the most dangerous kind.
Jonathan paused in his conversation with Juliana and looked at Karika. Glancing around, he noticed that the nearby patio was indeed filling with a number of the students. Since, however, most of them had moved on to the patio and not in the solarium, there did not appear to be great cause for concern. He also noted, with a slight frown, that obviously he had wasted a good deal of his morning’s time on fixing the buffet breakfast…as most of the students seemed to have either fixed their own or gotten something else. Well, no matter, Jonathan thought, most of the students were quite able to fend for themselves. If they preferred to forage for their breakfast rather than eat from the buffet…it was entirely their choice.
He smiled encouragingly at Karika, picked up his own knife and fork and cut into the tender breakfast steak, “It’s alright, Karika, this is what families and packs do…we have our meals together when possible. Please continue your breakfast.” He paused a moment, then stated so that she would know he listened to her, “I believe, dear heart, if memory serves, the name ‘Karika’ has many other meanings as well. We will try to look it up and see if we can find out what else it means. But ‘soldier’ is good.”
Jonathan slowly took a small forkful of the steak and eggs, chewed slowly, and then swallowed, taking a sip of his coffee afterward. He was going to try ‘teaching by example’ first as far as table manners went, hoping to not embarrass or upset Karika. After taking a bite of toast, he turned his dark blue eyes back on Juliana.
“I’m sorry…we seem to have gotten distracted…you asked earlier what kind of parrot Gryphon is...” he smiled and ruffled the brilliant blue feathers on the bird’s back. “He is a Blue and Gold Macaw…his species of parrot is native to South America although he was conceived and hatched here in the USA. The United States has banned the importation of wild birds for the pet trade.” He chuckled as the parrot stretched his beak up, pinning his eyes at Juliana. Imitating Jonathan’s chuckle, the parrot then tilted his head and stated adamantly, “Gryphon is a good bird.”
Jonathan laughed and gently stroked the bird’s wings, “You’re right, Gryphon is a good bird…most of the time.” He stood and set the bird back on his playstand. “Ladies, I have many chores to attend to this morning. I shall soon have to take my leave.” Sitting back down, he took another careful fork full of food…finally he lay his knife and fork back on the table and addressed Karika.
“Karika, I have work I must do this morning and it will take me several hours. I want you to stay here…near the mansion or in your room. I’ve brought many more of the books…like the one you were helping me with…that you can color in…or perhaps one of the other ladies will find you some additional clothing from the storeroom and help get you set up.”
Jonathan paused, “I won’t be gone all day, just for the morning. This afternoon, if you’ve gotten some of the pages finished in your books, we’ll go for a walk in the forest and I’ll show you the barn, horses, and where I live. But…for that outing, you must try your best to control your anger and fear for a little while. You are safe here…no one on these grounds would ever harm you.”
Picking up his coffee cup, Jonathan leaned back in his chair, watching Karika and sparing a gentle smile for Juliana.Tag: Primarily Karika and Psyche…however any students in the solarium are welcome to join in.
Background: Many, many years ago, Charles Francis Xavier established Xavier's School for the Gifted. Also, seeing other Mutants misusing and abusing their powers, he created the first generation of the X-Men.This original team was trained and lead by an old friend of his...Logan, aka Wolverine. Logan's co-leader was a young woman and student named Ororo Munroe, aka Storm. Once the team was trained and fielded on active missions, they took on the additional responsibility of teaching and helping new Mutants deal with their powers.On one horrible night, the X-Men were fielded to stop a particularly powerful Mutant and his 'gang'. The 'intelligence' received on this Mutant and his cohorts was sketchy and actually turned out to be a set-up to entrap the X-Men and take them captive. In the ensuing melee', 'things' happened and a number of the team were killed outright or severely injured.After making sure his remaining team-mates were going to be okay, Logan left. Xavier has not, to current time, explained his absence or even whether or not he survived.Current Time/Game Time: Almost seven years later, as Human/Mutant incidents are on the rise, Xavier once again sees a need for a Mutant 'police force'. He sees this new X-Men team as a force for good and a way to help peacefully integrate the rapidly emerging Mutant society with the established Human society. To this end, he has contacted Logan and asked him to 'come home' and train his 'new' team.
Logan has reluctantly agreed.Can shadows from their past be put aside for the good of the new X-Men? How will the surviving members of the original team react and what will they do as 'truths' are learned about that disastrous night?Note: We want the new X-Men to include younger versions of the old familiar characters such as Scott, Jean, Beast etc...as well as many of the OCC’s and other Canon characters that are available.Please ask the Staff BEFORE stating or establishing that your character was one of the old, now disbanded, original X-Men.
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