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Francis "Energizer" Flynn

"I guess it's time for some thrilling heroics."

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a character in “X-Men: Dynasty”, as played by CutUp

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"I'm not here to hold your hand princess. Do what I say, or go screw yourself. Or let me screw you. Up to you."
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{N A M E}
Francis Stanley Flynn; goes by Flynn

{C O D E N A M E}
Energizer

{N I C K N A M E}
Francine(by Wolverine), The Double F(by himself), and Ken Doll(also by Wolverine)

{G E N D E R}
Male

{A G E}
18

{R O L E}
Beta Leader

{H A I R C O L O R}
Light Brown

{E Y E C O L O R}
Green

{S E X U A L I T Y}
Heterosexual




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"Mutant and proud of it biach!"




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{H E I G H T}
5'9 feet

{W E I G H T}
185 pounds

{A P P E A R A N C E}
Flynn generally wears a red flannel shirt over a white black V-neck tee shirt, and a black leather jacket. He also wears a pair of blue jeans, and black sneakers. His uniform has a maroon trim(the same as his color).





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"If I could, I would totally have sex with myself. That's not gay right?"




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{P E R S O N A L I T Y}
Flynn is a sarcastic, flirtatious, loud, ill tempered, quick thinking, rebellious, stubborn, and vain young man. He is a self described 'asshole', and he's ok with that. He is extremely flirtatious, and will flirt with any woman with a heartbeat. It doesn't matter if they're available or not. He is fairly vain, and extremely overconfident. He is pretty ill tempered, and has very little patience. He's very stubborn as well, always wanting to do things his way, and will rarely admit he's wrong, even when it's blandly obvious. He is also very sarcastic, and always has a smart-ass remark up his sleeve.

But most of this is just a cover, he is actually a genuinely kind, and caring guy, who just puts up this act to put up a wall between him and others. He is very quick thinking, and is able to think things through, and formulate actually decent plans on the fly. He frequently gets into fights with his mentor Wolverine, most of the time it doesn't get physical, most of the time. Professor Xavier has made jokes that this is because they're alike, and the world can't handle two Logan's, to their dismay. He also has a tendency to give nicknames.

{P O W E R S}
Energy Absorption and Redirection- Flynn has the Mutant ability to absorb, and redirect any kind of energy, such as radiation, and electricity. He can use this energy as concessive energy blasts. He can redirect this energy to enhance his strength, durability, and even slightly regenerate. This ability is passive, and always active. In case he doesn't have any energy stored, he carries around packs of batteries which he crushes in his hands to absorb it's electric charge. He does have the capacity to absorb kinetic energy, and redirect it, but he hasn't learned how to do it.

{W E A K N E S S E S}
Flynn does have a limited energy reserve. He can absorb too much power, and this can be extremely dangerous to himself, as unless he can expel that excise energy he could explode.



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"Admit it, you want to break a piece off of this. You're only human...or whatever. You know what I mean."




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{L I K E S}
Women. Fighting. Annoying Logan. Giving nicknames. Using his powers. Video games. Sweets. Jokes. Working out.

{D I S L I K E S}
Being powerless. Logan. Being told what to do. Silence. His orders not being followed. Bullies. Anything Sour. His first name.

{F E A R S}
Getting a teammate dead. Failing when needed the most.

{ H O P E S/ D R E A M S}
Being a good leader.

{S K I L L S}
Flynn's a skilled fighter, and is able to pilot the Blackbird, and other vehicles used by the X-Men. He is a quick thinker, and is able to formulate strategic battle plans on the fly.




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"Shit happens, how you deal with it is what matters. So nut up you pussy."




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{H I S T O R Y}

Flynn was born to a highly religious family in a small town in the bible belt of Tennessee(ironic considering how he acts). His father forced religion onto Flynn, he didn't have much of a choice in the matter. His father, and mother demanded a lot of him and his older brother Sam. Good grades, and all that stuff. They were extremely hard on them. But then when he was thirteen, it was discovered that Flynn was a Mutant when he ended up absorbing the electricity from a downed power line. This made things worst.


Flynn was branded as a monster, and a demon by his neighbors, and his family, well except for his older brother. For nearly two years he had to endure his own personal hell. His father barely recognized him as his son, and would even beat him on a daily basis. This all came to a head when he turned fifteen. Flynn had enough, he was driven to his braking point by his father. He fought back, and unleashed all of his energy into one energy blast, that turned his father into ash, much to the horror of his family.


Flynn was locked away by the local law enforcement, and was awaiting to be carted away by the MRD. But the X-Men got to him first. The sprung him out of prison, and gave him a second chance, as a X-Man. It was a difficult transition to life at the Xavier Mansion. He got into fights with other students, and even a few of the senior X-Men, Wolverine in particular. But Xavier kept him there, as he could sense something in him. But it was more that Flynn reminded him of an old friend of his, and didn't want him to take the same path as him.


When it came time to form squads, Xavier, in a surprising move named Flynn the leader of Beta Squad, and under the tutelage of Wolverine, his main sparing partner. Much to there dismay.

{F A M I L Y}
Jonathon Flynn| Father| Deceased
Bonita Flynn| Mother| Alive
Samuel Flynn| Older Brother| Alive



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"Who we are doesn't change. We're all bastard coated bastards with asshole filling. What does change is who we think we are. But even that's a house of cards waiting to fall."




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{C O L O R}
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{F C}
Colton Haynes

So begins...

Francis "Energizer" Flynn's Story

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"You ready for this kid?" The deep, hardened voice of Logan AKA Wolverine asked Flynn as they walked down the hallway. "Are you ready old man? Still time to go get your walker." Flynn said with usually tone of smugness as he started to put on the gloves to his X-Uniform. While Logan was just wearing a white too, and blue jeans, Flynn was decked out in his full uniform. "What's the matter Francine? Afraid to break a nail?" Logan mocked with a equal tone of smugness, but with a note of badassery. "Fine. I don't no gloves to beat you fuzzball." Flynn said as he put them in his pocket.

They stopped at a large mechanical door. "Run Logan's Run 7." Logan ordered, and then the doors to the danger room opened. "7?" Flynn asked as he followed behind the Canadian Mutant. "Did I stutter?" He stopped when they were a few feet away. "So what's the goal stinky?" Flynn asked with a grin. "Get the flag first." He replied as he pointed towards the flag on the other side of the room. "That it? That's cake, and pie rolled into one." Flynn smirked. "And try not to die."

Then several different training machines sprung up form the ground. Laser guns, net cannons, spinning blades, saw blade launchers, flamethrowers, tentacle arms, the whole 9 yards. "Why is there always flamethrowers?" Flynn sarcastically asked. Logan just rolled his eyes, and grunted to reply. Before they got started Logan lifted up his shirt and tossed it aside, showing off his highly toned, and muscular body. Logan gave him a sly grin as he cracked his knuckles, and neck. Flynn's eyebrow started to twitch in annoyance. This won't due. Flynn unzipped his uniform's top, and threw it aside, and then took off the sleeveless shirt he wore underneath.

"You gonna stand there all day and look at the gun show? Or are we gonna do it?" Flynn smirked. Logan again rolled his eyes as he got ready. "Wanna go change into a fresh adult diaper before we go?" Flynn asked, oozing smugness.







"Go!" Logan then ran forward towards the flag. First obstacle, the metal tentacle arms. Logan straightened out his arms, and then the claws came out. A tentacle came flying toward Wolverine, but he ducked down and sliced it as it was overhead. Another tentacle came towards Flynn. Flynn caught tentacle, and struggled with it for a minute.

He grunted as his hands ripped into the steel, giving him a good grip. He pulled the tentacle with all his might, and ripped it in half. Flynn gasped for breath as he looked over at Wolverine, who was on his way to the next obstacle. Flynn looked down at the tentacle, and back a Wolverine. Wolverine was approaching the next challenge, the flamethrowers. He stopped in his tracks, and sniffed the air for a moment. He turned around to see the tentacle Flynn ripped off flying towards him. Wolverine managed to dodge it at the last second Matrix-style.

Flynn sent a blast of neon purple energy at his left leg, forcing him to the ground. "Later biatch!" He gloated as he past him. But his lead didn't last long. He jumped back when two flamethrowers activated, and let out a steady stream of fire that was coming closer to him. He let out a few blasts at them, but non hit them. He just couldn't get a clear shot from the fire. Wolverine was back in the game. He activated a second set of flamethrowers near Flynn's. Logan leaped over the flames, and onto the flamethrower on the left.

Logan leaned down, and cut a fuel line on the flamethrower he was on top of. He grabbed the fuel line as it was spewing, and pointed it at the other flamethrower, covering it in fuel. Soon enough it was on fire. "Better move Ken Doll!" Logan said with some sadistic pleasure, and jumped back on track to the flag. "What?! Oh Shi-" Flynn did a combat roll out of the way just in time for the flamethrower to explode, taking out Flynn's two. "I had that!" Flynn growled as he got back up. He ran on, but Logan had a solid lead on him.

Next up, the saw blade launcher. Wolverine slowed down as three saw blades were shot at him at once. He rolled out of the way. Then another volley came hurtling towards him. This gave Flynn enough time to catch up. Three blades were shot at him as well. Flynn was able to blast two of them, but had to dodge the last. Flynn glanced over at Wolverine who was still dodging, but was slowly making headway. Flynn looked at the two launchers, and looked down at his hands. He ran forward ahead wolverine, and swept his right arm diagonally, sending out a wave of energy.

The wave cleanly sliced the two launchers in half. Wolverine couldn't help but a small, impressed grin creep across his face. Flynn caught his breath, and continued on with Wolverine following closely behind. Next challenge, two laser cannons. Flynn had a smug grin across his face when he saw them. Flynn powered through the lasers, absorbing the energy they shot at him. And soon he was past them. Wolverine on the other hand had to dodge them. He jumped from side to avoid them until he got between them. As soon as they shot at him, he ducked down, and let their shots hit each other, destroying them.

The next challenge was a large, three prong machine with buzz saws at the end of each arm. The arms would bend in and extend out randomly as they spun. Flynn stopped, trying to see if he could find a pattern. But then Wolverine caught up to him, with Flynn not even noticing him. Wolverine took this opportunity, and swept the back of his left leg, forcing him to fall flat on his ass. "Later biatch!" This was obviously payback for the tentacle.

Wolverine jumped into the fray without a second thought, dodging the blades until he was on the other side. Flynn hopped back up, and pounded his fist into the floor in frustration. He jumped into the fray as well, but ended up getting sliced on the back before he got out. Flynn took in several small, calm breaths in, and the wound began to heal. He then continued on. Wolverine was almost to the flag. The only thing in his was now was the net cannons. A net was fired at him, he leaped towards it, and slashed at it with his claws, making a nice little hole for him to go through.

Another net came flying towards him, he prepared do to it again. but as he leaped forward in the air, Flynn fired a energy blast that hit him squarely in the back, and forced him to be caught in the net. Flynn raced forward, knowing that wouldn't hold him for long. A net came rocketing towards him. Thinking fast, Flynn unleashed a vertical swipe of energy, slicing it cleanly down the middle, and the two sections of the net passed harmless by him. With that he rushed forward, with the goal within a few feet.

But Wolverine wasn't out yet. He cut himself out of the net, and picked up the remains. He started spinning it around above his head like a bola, and threw it at Flynn. It tangled up his legs, and he fell too the ground. Wolverine quickly passed him, and grabbed the flag, claiming victory. "Winner: Wolverine." A computerized voice announced. "I'm the best at what I do bub. And don't you forget it." He said as he dropped the flag on Flynn's head. "Dick." Flynn grunted. "For what it's worth. You had me for....a second. Maybe two." He gloated as he went towards the exit.

Flynn grunted as he ripped the net off his legs. Meanwhile above them in the observation room, Scott Summers, and Ororo Monroe watched on. "Jesus, I think Logan would rather fight the kid then train him." Scott stated. "Undoubtedly. He does have a way with people." She said with a slight grin. "That's one way of putting it. Flynn's wild, and untamed. I still think he'd be better off apart of one of our teams. Logan isn't a stabilizing agent." He said as he folded his arms. "Maybe that's the point. Who better to relate too?"

Flynn hopped up, and sighed. "Crap. I thought I had him this time..." Flynn commented at his latest loss to Wolverine. They usually have a training session like this each week. It helps them from killing each other. Flynn grabbed his shirt, and threw it on. He also grabbed his uniform's top, and tossed it over his shoulder, and exited the Danger Room.

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Haven stood outside of the Danger Room, her arms crossed over her chest, leaning against the wall, her long black dreads, falling over her shoulders, unbound, dressed in her uniform, it was much like the other girls, form fitting and leather but her trim was grey. She listened idly as the battle went on but she knew as just about everyone else besides Flynn, who was gonna be the victor. She heard the computer and she snickered. "The Idiot never learns." She thought as the door opened and her sullen team captain exited the danger room. "It kills me you really think you have a chance of winning." She said, examining her nails as if that was more interesting.. She pushed off the wall, her arms still crossed as she looked at him with her ever present look of infinite disinterest and infinite amusement. " Better luck next time, Cap." .She said sarcastically before entering the Danger room herself.

She was greeted with faces of Storm, Cyclops and her own mentor, the Wolverine. She gave them a smirk. "So, What's up for today?" She asked and the look they all wore make her smirk fall. "Oh C'mon? Again? We did this already?" She huffed, her nostrils flaring. "Haven..." Logan warned calmly. "I don't wanna go back again!" She groaned, her dark eyes filled with fear. They all knew what was coming next. "Haven, You need to calm down, The more you practice the better at it you'll be." "No, the More I use it, The more people get dead! and I AM CALM!" she shouted to the contrary. She felt a burning on her cheeks and on her arms. She was doing it again. She knew she needed to calm down but she was scared. The Nether terrified her, and while they knew it, they kept thinking she should try. "I can use my shadows without going it to the nether, see." She held out her hand, black smoke bubbled up from her palm. She cupped it in her hand and pushed, The shadow flew from her hand, bounced on the floor, like a ping pong ball, and crashed against the wall with a thud. She closed her hands and pulled back and the shadow sharpened like a spike. The burning on her cheeks grew more intense, the shadow spike she created, splintered into other larger spikes, glowing an eerie purple. Haven wrapped her arms around herself as the marks began to burn, and her body started to twitch. "Go on, I got this." Logan said with an arched eyebrow towards Storm and Cyclops. They hesitated a moment before exiting. "Hold it in, Kid." He told her and she tried but she was pulling more then she was pushing. "I can't" "You can, You said you aren't in the Nether, so stop." He told her and she closed her arms around herself and pushed the nether energies away. The nether was always around, it was wherever death was possible, but thankfully she was with Logan...and between the two of their healing factors, Death wasn't all that possible. Haven shook, her arms clenched tight around her body, her nails digging into her skin. A vein pulsed on her temples, and her nose began to bleed."C'mon, Kid...Push it back" Logan stood, unafraid, even as nether energies forced the shadows to crawl toward them. Haven slowly as if her arms were bound to her chest, she pulled them apart, "UGH!" In a purple flash, The shadows dispersed and she feel forward, the glow of her marks. Logan grabbed her before she hit the ground. "That took least time then before." He said as she looked up meekly at him. She ended up this way, more often then not. Laying weak in Logan's arms. She met him that way, He pulled her from the cage and carried her away. At first it was heart fluttering, but now it was just annoying. She peeled herself away. "Don't do that...Act like I did something good, I could have killed somebody!" She barked before taking off out the door. She heard Logan grunt as the door closed behind her.
She was so scared, her body ached and all she wanted to do was hide. So naturally, it just pissed her off. Anger was her only outlet but she had enough control not to hit anybody. Her first year here, she ended up decking a few classmates.
She knew now, she needed to get somewhere where there weren't so many people. Her dorm, the one she shared with Hallie. She didn't know where she was right then but Hallie was usually good for a perk up, which is what she needed right now, if she wasn't there, all the better. She made her way down the hall, most everyone parting like the Red Sea when she came down, one poor soul was too slow and she growled at him. He skittered out the way as she turned the corner and entered her room.
She opened the door and slammed it behind her, hard. "Hallie, you in here?!" She called. She made her way to the heavy bag handing on the wall and began punching it. Over and over, until she didn't need to anymore. Luckily, her mutation had nothing to do with physical strength, who knows what would have happened then.

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Image[font=Kristen ITC]The red headed girl stood in her dorm, occasionally she would try to form small objects in the palm of her hand and make them solidify but they would just turn back to smoke after holding the form for a mere ten seconds. "Aw, forget it," she breathed as she sat in front of her bedroom door, her hazel eyes just stared out into the hallway, not expecting anyone to come. Ana probably stayed there for about thirty minutes before she stood up and stepped out into the hallway. It was empty which was odd, the institutes hallways were always full of people, unless a group was out on a mission.
Nervously she took off down the hallway, she turned the hallway and sighed with relief as she was met with a group of familiar faces. She walked past the Gamma group and headed down to the danger room. The minute the girl turned the corner she saw Haven walk into the danger room and heard the muffled voices of people. That was before she noticed Flynn walk out of the room, "What wrong, Flynn?" she asked with a small smirk, "Did ya get it this time?" the red head then turned around and walked back down the hall. Her steps were graceful, but she'd twirl with almost every other step.
She had to admit, she was childish by the way she acted, but when she spoke she was as serious as she could ever be. (Depending on the conversation). Her curls bounced as she walked in the direction of her room but she took a sudden turn down to the kitchen.
Eagerly she searched the cabinets in search of something sweet to boost her energy. The volunteers who helped in the kitchen made it a habit to hide the sweets from her every time they knew she was coming. If she found them she'd be bouncing of the walls and be more irritating than before. With no luck she sighed and walked out before stopping in the hall, debating on what she was going to do next.

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“Right. Let's do this.”

Tessa sighed as she turned around to see about twelve feet of roof ahead of her, her eyes narrowing. The blue and green orbs flashed as she grinned, her legs pumping as she ran. She could hear the screams of others as her body plummeted down towards the ground. Her eyes closed and soon... There was nothing but silence. She could feel the earth all around her body, the small creatures that lived below the surface going about their daily business. But she wasn't training for that. Instead, she tried to hear what was going on above. She sighed as she brought herself into a position of lying down, moving through the soil as easily as she moved through air, almost unaware of the pressure as the earth shifted out of her way and created space for her. She placed her palms flat upon the earth above her, coercing a small daisy to sprout above. Grasping onto its roots, she opened her eyes and simply stared into the darkness before giving a shout of victory. What's she doing down there? Is she dead? That was Professor Tec, right? She could hear the people talking above, though it was rather faint. She would have to work a bit harder to perfect this. Still, it was going much better than her attempts at exploring some other aspects of her power. Like turning into various elements. She had spent two weeks in the medical bay after trying to turn into a piece of metal and ended up being a copper bracelet for six hours. When she had returned to her normal form she was broken out in hives and had a green tint to her skin.

Not the best day of her life.

Satisfied with the training, she walked through the earth, surprising the students as she popped up. “And that is how you don't die when you leap from twenty feet up.” She gave a light smirk before canting her head to the side some. “Though, I wouldn't suggest that any of you try it just yet.” Beaming a smile, she skipped past them and headed indoors with a skip in her step. She waved to those that she passed by on her way to her room, throwing open her door and giving a light squeal. It was only her second year being employed by Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters, only her second year of having one of the “upgraded” rooms, but she still loved it. She didn't mind when she had a room with Mia but she felt so official with her new room. That... She rarely slept in. But her furred companions loved the new space. She dropped to her knees to greet them as they ran up to her, laughing at the sight of Jade sitting on top of Bastille's head. “That's just... Oh, it's too cute!” She brushed her fingers through Bastille's fur before using her index finger to stroke Jade's small head. “I've got to go and get ready to train for a bit.” She stood up, turning her head as Talisman yipped softly, nudging his head against Tex's leg. “Haven's there... With Flynn. Fucking... Fantastic. Thanks for the update, lovey.” Her voice was dripping with sarcasm as she made her way to the shower, though she didn't direct it towards her stubby-legged friend.

She didn't spend long showering, just a few minutes to scrub away the dirt. She didn't mind some dirt on her nails or smudges on her face but she didn't like feeling funky. By the time she re-entered her room, her once chocolate waves were now curls of hot pink that dangled past her waist. They were pulled together by a thin vine, looping around to place her hair into a ponytail. She moved to the mirror, staring at her body. Scars were... They were everywhere. She sighed as she pulled out her makeup cream and began to apply it to her chest. It was always the first scar that she covered before following up and covering the ones on her legs, back, and arms that weren't already covered by her tattoos. Ah, her tats. She wouldn't trade them for anything in the world, spending quite some time staring at the newest one that took up her right side. That was a masterpiece and something she felt absolutely represented her to her core. She sighed happily, blue flowers blooming and intertwining with her locks. She happily slid into a workout outfit, whistling to herself while she finished it all off with her favorite headphones. Clicking her tongue and gesturing to herself in the mirror as though she were some sleazy construction worker, she chuckled and headed out for the Danger Room. She let her beasties out and locked the door behind them, smiling at the students who were enjoying their weekend. It was a great afternoon. She gave a final wave to them as she stepped into the elevator and headed down below.

Being accepted to train with the X-Men meant so much more to her than just being a teacher. Having her own room was great but being part of the X-Men, even just as a trainee, meant that she had access to their cool vehicles and all the super secret rooms below the ground floor. The Danger Room was by far her favorite room. She also had that really cool uniform, though she didn't need it. Logan and Ororo told her that it was to help her and the others withstand immense amounts of G-Force as well as to regulate their body temperature, neither of which she needed because her body adjusted on its own. Still, she was not one to pass up looking fine as hell. She certainly filled out her outfit well enough. But she wasn't wearing it today. She passed by the locker rooms and found that Haven seemed to have left, a grin playing on her lips. Good. The last thing they needed was yet another scrap between the two. Flynn was leaving as well and she passed both he and Anastasia, offering only the redhead a smile before continuing on. “Blindside.” She gave a courteous nod though she all but ignored the leader of the BAM team. She made her way to the observation room where she found Scott and Ororo, leaning into the side hug of her African mentor. “I see dipshit's had his ass handed to him again. Makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, doesn't it?” She gave a grin as Scott gave one of her curls a tug. “Don't be mean.” She gave a shrug before narrowing her eyes some. “I think I'll go ahead and give it a go with Logan when you're done with Austin... Give us something urban.”

She gave Ororo a pat on the back before waiting until her run was finished with Austin. She was soon heading back down and entering the Danger Room, locking the door behind her. Ororo and Austin had already left the room and Logan was back in, putting out a cigar. Wolverine didn't bother turning, already smelling the young woman that oozed the sweet scent of flowers wherever she went. “Well, if it isn't Daddy's Girl. You come to take on the champ, Princess?” He turned to face her with his trademark smirk, brown eyes scanning her while she too took on an intimidating stance. Or, at least she tried. She ended up just grinning and rolling her eyes. “Shut up and let's race.” As she spoke the room around them began to change at the behest of the mysterious entity, Danger. It began to resemble a rundown end of Harlem, the room darkening as night time was simulated. Before Tecmessa had the chance to make a break for the bell at the far side of the “city”, Wolverine took off. “Hey, you! Dick!” She yelled out at him before a vine emerged from her back and shot out at him. It wrapped around his legs and slammed him to the ground with extreme force. She had learned quite some time ago that one did not go easy on Logan. He was a big kid. She didn't bother with the theatrics of slamming him around because she knew he'd just recover within seconds.

Instead, she let the vine detach from her body and took off past him. Her eyes adjusted to the lack of proper lighting within minutes as she began to scale the walls of the buildings, leaping across rooftops with a number of arguably unnecessary flips. She thought she had lost Wolverine but she should have known better than to get too comfortable with his absence. He had hunted her down and she soon found them both tumbling down three stories. She landed on top of him as he turned to avoid crushing the much smaller being beneath him under the weight of his muscles and adamantium-infused skeleton. She gave a grunt but didn't hesitate to cock back her fist and punch him in the face. “Ahh! Fuck! Stupid asshole!” Wolverine pushed her off of him and stood over her with a smirk as she cradled her aching hand. The pain was fading fast but not fast enough. “All these years and you ain't learned yet?” He turned and left her to get up on her own, not concerned about her safety. She ran after him, slowly picking up speed but not enough. With a growl, she found herself seeing through black and white lenses. Wolverine looked back to see a sinewy and fluffy cream colored wolf damn near on his ass, howling out with exhilaration. He gave a grin and turned, readying for a fight.

The lupine form of Tecmessa launched itself from powerful legs, tackling Logan to the ground and going for his exposed arms. He kept his claws at bay and instead kept to simple punches; He didn't want to kill her. She tore him up pretty bad but he was able to handle her with relative ease. Her strength was increased in this form but it wasn't a match for him still. She let out a canine whine and whimper as he tossed her to the side and kept running. She grunted and rose up slowly, taking back on her usual form. She held a hand out and began to clench her fist slowly. The action itself didn't actually do anything but it was generally a common way for kinetics to get a sense of their power and manipulate their desired energy. For her, she felt the air around them, forcing it to gather while creating more. Wolverine yelled out as he was slammed into a nearby building, thrown through the wall as heavy winds picked him up and tossed him. Tecmessa gave a shout of almost victory and ran past him, using the air to push her up to the rooftops. “Next time, agápi̱ mou!” She yelled out to him in Greek as she caught hold of a fire escape ladder and began her ascent. Still, Logan didn't plan on losing. His claws came out as he burst through the rubble and was soon surpassing her. She climbed faster, before reaching out and grabbing his leg. “Don't be a bitch, Princess!”

She wasn't listening though. He raised his foot to kick her down or, at the very least, remove her hand from his leg. But he found himself unable to bring it down. She grinned up at him as she dug her nails into him a bit and further found herself tapping into the metal that coated his skeleton. Manipulating his adamantium wasn't as easy as manipulating other metals. She had to also fight against his muscle and will power combined and she had to actually be touching him to do it. Still, she made his claws retract, glaring in concentration as she watched his fingers slowly, one by one, begin to lift until he was falling. She released him and moved away, jumping through the window as he fell. She would not let him win. She was scrambling through the simulated apartment in the dark, trying to find an exit before Wolverine recovered. Knowing him, he had caught onto something before climbing back up. She kept her cool as she found the exit that lead into a dimly lit hallway. She slid as she bounded up three flights of stairs, forcing the door off of its hinges with a wave of her hand. She saw the bell and her face lit up like a child in a candy store. She began to run for it but didn't make it.

She gave out a yelp as Wolverine tackled her, taking her down from the side. Bastard! She thrashed out and let vines whip out and wrap around him but found herself unable to discern him from her in their struggle and they ended up awkwardly tangled together. Wolverine was much more careful than she was as he slashed through the vines on his end, leaving her wrapped in them. He ran for the bell and was able to ring it just before she lashed out and caught his leg with a vine, throwing him from the rooftop. The simulation soon faded and she was on the ground, retracting her vines back into her flesh with a whine. “I hate you.”

“You love me.”

“Fuck you.” The two bickered playfully as Wolverine helped her up. She gave the man a tight hug before limping her way out of the Danger Room. Wolverine remained, waiting for anyone else who wanted to take him on. “Hey, Princess! You got a match against that Russian boy tonight! Get some ice and walk that shit off!” Tec waved a hand nonchalantly as she ambled through the door and made her way back to the surface level and right back outside. She wandered around until she found the labyrinth on the west side, easily navigating herself to the center where a large oak tree waited for her. Groaning, she collapsed onto the ground and pulled her headphones over her ears, clicking the button on the wire to play the first song, Metallica's Battery. It was so fitting considering the battery she had just gotten. She sighed as her body began to sap the health from the tree. The leaves browned only a little – She wasn't dying or anything. She just had some bruises and cuts and aching bones. She didn't need too much energy from the tree. When she had finished she curled onto her side and closed her eyes, thinking about how she could improve her next run. She could beat Logan in an actual fight, given enough time. But she'd never beat him on a run. That was his arena. She gave a light sigh and curled her fingers around the blades of grass, encouraging it to grow taller around her. This was paradise.

Minus the memory of the ass whuppin'.

She pulled out her phone that was stashed between her boobs - because that was the safest place for everything - and scrolled through her contact list, wondering who she could harass for company. Most of her team members would probably be training today. Still, she decided she was going to harass everyone anyways. She arranged a group message with the text Boooreeed! Entertain at the lake in twenty or suffer! It was a bit theatrical, but that was totally her style. Pleased, she sent the text to Mia, Autumn, Alex, Tyler, and Austin. She realized that she had to actually dress for the lake first herself and found herself sinking into the ground. She walked casually through the earth back to the mansion, popping back up to surface level to find that Ororo must have migrated outside while she was battling with Logan; Her mentor would often step out when the two of them fought. She looked up to see her second-in-command on the roof and gave a light nod before heading indoors. She traveled to her room, quickly packing a bag and heading back out, pulling out her phone to switch songs. Not paying attention, she found that she had slammed into someone. Her headphones were knocked ajar, leaking out the tunes of Nine Inch Nails' Terrible Lie.

“Ouch! Ah! It's cool! I'm fine!” She overreacted a bit, smiling as she steadied herself and re-shouldered her backpack. “Oh! Hey, Ace! Saw you on the roof. More training?” It was a rhetorical question because the answer was completely obvious. Still, she gave a friendly air as more flowers bloomed in her hair with her improved mood. “Hey... Actually. Some of us were going to head out to the lake. Maybe you want to come? Actually, it might just be me. Nobody's texted back yet.” She gave a soft laugh and shrugged before looking down to see her two dogs join the party. Jade leaped from her perch atop Bastille's head and scrambled up to Tessa's head, peering through large black eyes at Azrael. “Don't be weird, Jade,” she chastised softly, though she kept eye contact with the boy in front of her. “So... I should get going. But... It'd be great. To see you at the lake. You should definitely come. I'd be terribly sad if you didn't.” She found herself at a loss for words and beginning to blush with embarrassment, rushing past her winged teammate and back outside.

The lake was only a mile walk down a path behind the mansion. Tessa strolled along with a whistle, readjusting her headphones with her phone in one hand while she waited for some sort of hopeful response.

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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Haven 'NightShade" Ravenscroft Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Hailee Alcott Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Tecmessa
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"I don't wanna talk about it Dreads." Flynn said in a pissed tone as he brushed past his number 2 on his way out of the danger room. He doesn't need to be reminded the score board. Flynn continued down the hall, growing more pissed off with each step he took. While he has come closer to beating Logan with each passing week, it's still a slow process. And Flynn can't stand slow. And the talking behind his back about his loses doesn't help any, not that any one other then the main team as beaten Logan in a training session.

Flynn started his way to the men's locker room to put away his uniform, even though he barely used it today. Along the way he was stopped by Ana. "I'd rather not talk about it Sunshine." He replied to her questioning how it went. "I'm heading to the locker room, I'll catch ya later." He said, and continued on down the hallway. When he got into the locker room he looked for his locker marked with 'Energizer'. He opened it up his locker, and grabbed the pair of jeans, and red flannel shirt inside. He tossed his uniform's top in, and got changed into his street clothes.

With his clothes on, he shut the locker door. He stood their for a minute, and stared at his codename. He then punched a huge dint into the metal locker's door. And with that bit of anger he left the locker room. He went to the kitchen to grab himself something quick to eat. He just grabbed himself a apple. He looked outside the window, and saw a group down by the lake. He looked closer, and he could see Ana's unmistakable red hair. 'What's she doing there with them?' He thought to himself.

While eating his apple, Flynn was interrupted by Wolverine. Great, just what his day needed. "Hey Ken Doll." Logan said as he opened up the refrigerator. "Blow it out your ass Wolvie." Flynn said through his bites of the apple. "You....um...did ok this morning. If it helps, Tecmessa didn't fair any better." Logan said somewhat hesitantly. He figured it'd be in the best interest of the team if they maintained some sort of civility towards each other. "Whatever." Flynn replied without looking at him. "I know that look kid." Logan said as he grabbed himself a root beer from frig. Unfortunately Professor X won't let him keep any of the real stuff.

"Oh? So Jedi Master Yoda-verine has some words of wisdom for me?" Flynn said in annoyance as he turned to face him. "I ain't your son, or prodigy. So don't try to treat me as such." Logan rolled his eyes. "It's just some friendly advice bub. Believe it or not I know how you feel. I know the doubt you feel in your place here. I've felt it, hell I still have it! But you got a responsibility to those kids out there. You owe it to them to try." Logan said as he sipped on his drink.

"Whatever. I don't need or want your advice old man." Flynn said as he brushed past him. "Just try to work with them, and not be such a dick." Flynn rolled his eyes and stopped at the doorway out of the kitchen. "Ain't that the hairy pot calling the devilishly handsome kettle black? You hypocrite, you're like the definition of loner." Flynn smirked. Logan let out a slight chuckle. "I guess I am. But I'm a lot more cuddly then I was back when I first joined. Just ask Cyclops. All I'm saying is that it ain't helping anyone if you're pissy all the time."

Flynn rolled his eyes, and started to exit the kitchen. He about ran into Cyclops on his way out. "Flynn. It's good I caught you. I need you to gather the teams up for a meeting in the War Room." Scott ordered with a nod. Flynn just rolled his eyes and went on his way. "Logan. The Professor wants to see us." Scott ordered. "What's Chuck want?" Logan replied as he finished his drink. "Don't know. He's called Ororo too." Scott said, and then motioned for him to follow him.

Flynn got out of the mansion, and let out a big yawn. He finished his apple, and just threw it aside on the ground. Flynn walked over towards where the others were. He stopped, and saw his mortal enemy, Tecmessa. "Great." He muttered to himself. He walked on over to them. "Hey Sunshine." Flynn directed to Anastasia with a warm smile. He then looked over at Tecmessa. "Slumming it with us Betas huh Flower Child?" Flynn smirked with a bit of annoyance.

"Old One Eye wants us for a meeting or some shit. So you know, maybe you guys should hold off the fun in sun for a little bit." Flynn smirked. "But feel free to keep the swim suits on. I'm not complaining." He said with a wink. "You guy's get to the War Room in ten." He ordered as he turned away from them and went on back to the mansion. He went back inside, and headed towards the War Room.

The War Room was located near the Danger Room, and was the heart of the X-Men operation. Only members of the senior team were allowed into the War Room, and the only members of the squads that have been in that room was the squad leaders. Even then that was only once, it was to tell them that they were to lead their own squads. Flynn took out his phone, and sent a mass text to anyone who wasn't down by the lake to get their asses down to the War Room.

Flynn was the first to enter the War Room. Professor X, Storm, Cyclops, and Wolverine were all waiting inside.

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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Tecmessa Character Portrait: Autumn "Stimuli" Morgan Character Portrait: Azrael
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"Yeah yeah Ana, I'm coming, I was waiting for you guys" he took his feet out and took a few steps back, ran up and dived into the river and came up as a dolphin and did a backflip high in the air, he laughed happily and turned back into his normal state once he was back in the water. "That was so cool, wasn't it?" He was in hysterics, he's never tried that and succeeded before, he had a massive smile on his face the whole time. A few seconds later, an idea popped into his mind and he had a mischievous smirk on his face. But his plan was quickly shut down by Francis who had come down to bring a message from the others, he got out and took his stuff and walked over to the War room, and saw were Francis, Charles, Scott, Logan and Ororo were standing and walked over, "So what's the problem?" He sat back in a chair and rested his feet, crossed, on the table.

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Tyler heard Tessa's comment coming, but somehow it still caught him off guard. As he felt the friendly punch on his shoulder she spoke more loudly than Tyler had hoped. "Alright. So, you down for a party? No Beta honchos. Just the coolest of the cool cuttin' a rug and getting some macking done. Except you. You can't kiss anyone because it'll probably be Autumn and if I see you kiss her... I'll bury you.” Tyler suddenly realized he had another mutation, how else did he turn bright, bright red right now. It was not the threat that bothered him, but the fact that he had feelings for Autumn and that Tessa knew about it. He was never quite sure himself if he liked Autumn in that way, although it was on his mind a lot. The thing he knew for sure was that he didn't know anyone else that he'd rather spend time with.

When he looked back he saw Autumn caught up with them. If possible his red face now turned purple as her super sensitive hearing must have picked up every word Tessa had just said. As Autumn came to stand next to him he smiled at her nervously. Luckily his nervousness melted away when Austin came by in cheetah form and Autumn grabbed his arm while yelping. Nice going Austin, these are exactly the things that could send Autumn in a panic attack... He decided not to utter his comment aloud as he didn't want to sound over-protective nor bring down the mood. Ana and Ace were in the water already and it seemed like Austin was about to jump in as well. Tyler took of his shoes and shirt and went to stand at the edge of the lake. With his most serious face he looked out over the people already in the water. "I'm sorry, but the future doesn't look to good for you." His serious face turned into a smirk as he jumped in and made sure the others would be wet from head to toe if they weren't already.

While underwater he realized Flynn was on the way to the lake with a message. Shit, just after I jumped in.. if only I had looked ahead a bit further... He climbed out just in time for Flynn to speak. "Old One Eye wants us for a meeting or some shit. So you know, maybe you guys should hold off the fun in sun for a little bit."
Tyler was quite excited by the news, he was curious to see what was going on. He grabbed his shoes and his shirt without putting them on. He saw the perfect opportunity to dry himself off a bit, and to get Autumn wet without even being in the water. He walked up to her and gave her a big hug which soaked her clothes. "Well maybe we can go swimming later," he said with a big smile on his face. Putting on his shirt and shoes he decided to go directly to the training room instead of changing first. Ten minutes didn't give them a lot of time in any case.

Walking back he walked just a bit behind Austin and he entered the war room just a few seconds after him. He felt like he meant nothing standing in the room with his mentors and of course the professor himself. "Good morning everyone." Seeing a limited number of seats he decided to leave them for the ladies and he stood against one of the walls with his arms crossed. He waited patiently for Autumn and the rest to come in.

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Alex's first instinct was to pull away when Tessa linked her arm through his, but he didn't. He knew he was gaining more control over his mutation. Besides, it wasn't skin-to-skin contact, he should be fine."“Now, then. What are your thoughts on a party? X-Men style!” Alex listened as Tessa began planning the party, "“I was thinking that it'd be great to celebrate us - all of us - getting chosen for the new generation."

Alex nodded, "Sure, that sounds good. It'd be nice to kick back and have fun." Before Tessa could reply, Tyler turned up. Alex gave him an amicable nod by way of greeting. He had already learned to be extra cautious around Tyler. Tyler's mutation wasn't one of Alex's favourites, amplified or otherwise. After chiding Tyler, Tessa turned back to him, " I almost forgot," Tessa held her hand out, concentrating on her palm. A green apple appeared in her hand and she handed it to him, “You're welcome.”

Alex took the apple from her hand, "Thanks," he said, polishing the apple on his shirt. Had Tessa been anyone else, he would have taken this as some kind of token of affection, after all, how many people went out of their way to grow an apple for someone? But this was Tessa and she would give up the shirt on her back to help people, literally. Her daily kindness made it hard to figure out if Tessa was going out of her way to be nice to him or not. He wasn't really listening to the conversation going on around him until Anastasia piped up, "Please tell me you /all/ know how to swim, and wont have any problems with a jet ski?"

"I know how to swim, I just won't be. One, no costume, two, I have training soon and I don't wanna be turning up soaking wet," He explained, keeping half an eye on the ever growing group in case someone tried to throw him in, "I'll sit this one out."

Alex sat beneath the tree, eating the apple Tessa had given him, while a handful of the group dived in. Alex watched, somewhat amused, as Azrael made a much more cautious entry into the water, testing the water out with his wings. "Old One Eye wants us for a meeting or some shit. So you know, maybe you guys should hold off the fun in sun for a little bit..But feel free to keep the swim suits on. I'm not complaining.You guy's get to the War Room in ten."

Alex looked over his shoulder to see Flynn being his obnoxious self. There had to something decent about him, Alex told himself, somewhere really deep down, so far that only Professor X could see it. He wouldn't be a squad leader if he was a total douchebag. He wanted to point out that Scott actually had two eyes, but it seemed like a petty detail to argue over in the grander scheme of things. Alex kicked his shoes off, pulling his suit out of his bag. Shimmying round the tree so he wasn't actually getting changed in front of Tessa, Alex traded his civilian clothes for his uniform. As he had suspected, it was way too warm out for leather. Frowning, Alex pulled his sleeves out, slipping his t-shirt back on. It was an improvement on the temporary supernova he had just been exposed to, although he was still considerably warmer. He tied the sleeves of his uniform around his waist and grabbed his bag. Austin and Azrael had already started heading back. "I'll see you guys there."

Back at the academy building, Alex ditched his bag in his locker before heading to the War Room. He'd never actually been called to the War Room, which instantly had him on edge. The Danger Room, sure, but never the War Room. Reaching the room, Alex slid in, standing a little way away from the others, waiting for his squad to arrive. He looked to Scott, who looked as serious as ever, maybe more so. So that answered exactly none of the questions Alex had but just left him wondering what the hell was going on.

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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Tecmessa Character Portrait: Autumn "Stimuli" Morgan Character Portrait: Azrael
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Ana rolled her eyes and stepped out of the water, grabbed her clothes, shoes, and towel. She wrapped the towel around her slender frame and walked over to Francis she punched his arm at his comment about keeping the bathing suits before continuing to walk towards the school. Black smoke bubbled out of the sides of her closed fists for reasons she didn't know. Ana un-clenched her hands and took in a deep breath making the smoke disappear.

Ana walked into the war room still holding the towel around herself. The girl made her way to a seat next to Francis but across from Austin and pulled on her shorts while she was seating down. After that she slipped on her crop top and began to slowly dry her blood red hair. "So, to what do I owe the pleasure, One eye?" she asked bringing her knees up to her chest. Her chin rested on her knees as she scanned the room trying to find him. When her eyes landed on him she gave a slight smile trying to keep herself from changing her position bu everyone knew she was going to change positions soon enough. Ana could never in the history of ever keep a position for more than five minutes...if she was lucky.

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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Tecmessa Character Portrait: Azrael Character Portrait: Austin "Reform" Xavier
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Tessa had been more than ready to shed her workout outfit and slip into her bikini. She was going to turn the lake into a giant hot tub. However, Francis decided to show up and ruin the party. She smirked at the annoyance he exhibited when he spotted her, her lips curling slightly. As he walked away with his usual misogynistic retort she resisted the urge to cause a block of earth to rise in front of him for him to slam into. If there was one thing she hated, it was letting him get under her skin. Instead, she watched him leave with a roll of her eyes before heading out with the others. As she walked she passed by her pets who had finally caught up, offering them an apologetic smile. “Sorry; Got a meeting with daddy. You guys go ahead and chill out here. I'm sure I won't be too long.” She knelt down and gave her fur babies a good scratch behind the ears, watching as they headed past her and rushed into the lake. There was a smile on her face as she shook her head before taking off at a jog and then breaking into a sprint. She had rushed past the others and headed indoors. The elevator was too crowded for her so she made her way near the grand staircase, squatting down and placing her palms on the floor. It had taken her months of studying the blueprints and keeping up with the mansion upgrades to find the perfect sweet spot. She was just about to head down when a young girl stopped by her, a gaggle of other students behind her.

“Apologies, Professor. We were wondering if we'd be having dance practice today. We saw everyone headed into the elevator... Is something wrong?” The young girl smiled at her but there was a flicker of worry in her eyes. Tessa smiled back, confidence in her tone as she spoke with a thick Brazilian timbre. “Of course! We're just running some simulations and stuff. Actually, I don't know how long it'll take, Janice. Mikki, can you go ahead and lead practice today?” She attempted to reassure them as they nodded, seeming to accept it. “Lovely. Don't forget your Summer reading syllabus. I'll be doing a pop quiz the moment we return to classes and I know most of you haven't been studying.” She took on a playful tone as the students chuckle nervously before shuffling off. Grinning, she looked back at the floor and concentrated on the wood and metal. The materials shifted for her, creating a hole for her. Everything shifted back into place as she fell through the floor, eventually reaching light again. A gust of air beneath her feet kept her from slamming onto the cold floor. She cringed at the feeling of the cold before sighing in relief as her body reacted to her discomfort and heated up, protecting her feet from the chill. Pleased, she moved through the locker room to her locker. Punching in her code, she smiled wider at the sight of her uniforms. She gave a light squeal of delight as she tried to decide which one to put on.

She settled for the two piece, preferring that she didn't hide her tattoos; She loved her art being displayed. She hummed as she slipped out of her clothes and made a quick dash to the shower just long enough to use her special conditioner to rinse out her hair dye. A quick blast of warm air fluffed her hair into thick ebony curls. She kept the warm breeze going as she slipped into her green sports bra, her black leather jacket with green trim, and her black leather pants. Keeping the jacket unbuttoned, she stretched her arms up to pull her hair out. As much as she loved the one-piece catsuit, she liked this outfit more. It was a lot more breathable and a lot more... Her. The look was nearly finished as she slipped on her boots and dropped the breeze to wave her hand in front of her. There was a ripple as a wall of water appeared and she used it as a mirror, checking to make sure that the makeup hadn't smudged to reveal the scar on her chest. It was the one scar that she wouldn't allow anyone to see. The others were slightly visible but it was obvious from their fading that they were old. She gave a sigh and a nod. “You've got this.”

As she slipped into her boots, vines wrapped around strands of her hair with small pink flowers blooming here and there. She was certainly one to remain fashionable in all aspects of her life, whether she was in the ring beating down opponents or simply eating breakfast. She was finally finished with her appearance when she put her hat on, crooking it to the left a bit. She pulled her bikini out of her bag and put her headphones back on, sliding her phone into one of the pockets that she had sewn onto her uniform. She packed her iPad and laptop, a baggie of joints, a bottle of whiskey, and a bag of candy. Her locker was well stocked. She held her hand over her bag and watched as a small variety of fruits fell from her palm and into her mission bag before zipping it up and heading out into the hallway. A quick turn lead her past a number of doors until she came to the War Room. It seemed that mostly everyone was there and beamed a smile as she went in. She moved to her father first, giving the paraplegic elder a quick hug. “Afternoon, daddy!” She placed a quick kiss on his bald head before turning and moving to the table, hoisting herself onto it. The Titans' squad leader could see that Charles and the others were stern faced, though she did get a flicker of a smile and a hug from the wheelchair-bound man before she had sat. She didn't bother asking what was going on just yet, knowing that they weren't going to be briefed until everyone had arrived. She waited quietly, pulling her iPad out of her backpack along with her stylus, puffing her cheeks up while she opened up a sketch and began to work on it. She glanced up every now and again to see that Azrael and Austin where there; She was only missing Autumn from the squad.

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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Haven 'NightShade" Ravenscroft Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Hailee Alcott Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Tecmessa
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Autumn was just looking for a place to change into her swimsuit when Francis came by with a message from the Professors. Autumn sighed a little bit. She was actually rather looking forward to the swim. Oh Well. Tyler climbed out of the water and Autumn forced herself not to stare...which was a problem because she hadn’t seen what happened next coming. He engulfed in soggy embrace and Autumn groaned. ”Tyler, you git!” She exclaimed. ”Now I have to change!” She huffed, and all he did was smile. She had half a mind to shove him into the water. Well, maybe we can go swimming later.” he said and scurried off. She poked out her bottom lip. Her clothes weren’t too bad but she still needed to change. Thankfully they weren’t far from the girl’s dorms so she’d have enough time to at least grabbed her uniform. Trotting off to the dorms, she ran as quickly as she could, to hers, changed, taking her hair ribbon out and letting her wild mane fly free before making her way to the War Room, but not before stopping by Haven and Hallie’s room.
She knocked lightly, and was greeted by a maudlin Haven, her expression changed when she saw her. “We’re wanted in the War Room. Professor Xaiver called a meeting.” She said and Haven nodded.” ”Hallie, You’re in luck, Professor X wants us apparently.” She said and she turned back to Autumn. “ We’ll be down.” She said and closed the door. Autumn shrugged and made her way to the others. She took a place by her team leader as she entered the War Room. ”Good Morning, Professors.” She said with a smile and a polite nod of her head. She saw Tyler and wanted to swat him but she didn’t. She’d get him back later.

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Haven watched as Hailee’s expression turned grim after looking at her phone. "Umm... Apparently we've been invited to a... gathering at the... lake." She said and Haven grew instantly defensive. The idiots, this girl was debilitatingly afraid of larger bodies of water and they invited her to a lake party. Fear struck her Twin, she felt it in the Nether and the Aether... Haven really wanted to hit something...someone, whose ever bright idea this was. “Assholes...” She spat, sitting up full now. What. The heck. Do we do?" She peeped and Haven’s brow creased. "I want to go, but then... I'll be near the water... What do you think? She asked her and Haven looked at her and frowned. She said she wanted to go, but she was terrified of the water. Haven knew she wasn’t about to get an invite, nobody really liked her much and she was fine with that. ”If you feel up to it Hae, then you should go, I’ll come with you, if you want...”
At that moment, there was a light knock at the door. Haven got to her feet, and was ready to deck whoever it was, probably one of the jack offs who invited Hailee to the lake. She opened the door and her head dropped to see the curly mane of Autumn, fully uniformed standing before her. ”We’re wanted in the War Room, Professor Xavier called a meeting.” Said the little Brit. Haven could have kissed the girl, for her timing. She turned to Hailee. Hailee, You’re in luck, Professor X wants us apparently.” and then turned back to Autumn. ”We’ll be down.” She told her and then closed the door behind her. ”Crisis averted, Get suited up.” She told her and all Haven did was grab her jacket, and didn’t bother with zipping it up either. ”Ready?”

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With the last of the teams coming into the War Room, the meeting was about to commence. "Welcome all of you. I'm sure you're excited for your first time in the War Room." Charles greeted to his young charges. "Now let us get down to business." Before he could what the missions were, he was interrupted by the late arrival of Dr. Hank McCoy AKA Beast. "Sorry Charles, I had a experiment that I couldn't leave." Hank apologized, and then took his place next to Cyclops. "Damn, why wasn't I fashionably late?" Flynn muttered to himself. "It's ok Henry." Charles said with a reassuring smile. "Now then, on to the business at hand."

Charles rolled his mechanical wheelchair forward towards the round table at the center of the room. He pressed a button on the edge of the table to bring up a holographic display. The display of a bunch a formulas which looked like scribbles to someone with several advanced degrees in chemistry. "Dr. McCoy if you'd be so kind to explain this?" Charles said as he backed the wheelchair up. The blue furred Mutant stepped forward. "This my young friends is the X-Hormone Mutagen, or as it's more commonly known as the Mutant Growth Hormone, MGH for short. Something I'm sad to say I had a hand in creating." He said with obvious regret.

"I was on leave from the team at the time, and I was working for the Brand Corporation over on Long Island. I was trying to find a way to reverse what gives us powers. And what I found was the catalyst that activates the X-gene, that makes us Mutant. I whipped up a serum that I thought could reverse the mutation process." Hank was visibly uncomfortable talking about this. "I was so sure I had a cure. Sure enough to try it on myself. But I got what I deserved. The serum caused a secondary mutation to occur, turning me into the fuzzy beast you see before you."

"After my recovery, I found out my superiors were using my creation to actually give humans mutant powers. Obviously this posed a great danger. So I destroyed all my research, and everything having to do with it. After that I cut ties with the Corporation, and returned to the X-Men."
Hank then let out another sigh. "A few years later we found out it somehow got outside the company. It was being manufactured on the street, and sold like any other drug. I'm sure you can see the problem with anyone with the right money being able to buy superpowers."

"But the drug on the street was different. It only gave temporary powers, and it need DNA harvested from a Mutant, or a Mutate. And depending on the DNA, you'd get the originals powers. For example, if the DNA from our esteemed Mr. Summers here got into MGH, then the user would get his optic concessive blasts."
Hank explained. "We did everything we could to destroy the drug. And we did, or so we thought." Hank then pressed another button on the table which brought up a map of Brooklyn New York. "We've found evidence of the drug here in Brooklyn. Alphas, you have been tasked to find out whose brought this drug back to life."

Hank then stepped back, and Cyclops stepped forwards. "We'll be taking the X-Van. Now I'll be supervising, but the mission is up to you. I'm just to observe, and interfere if necessary. So will Wolverine, and Storm to their respected teams." As soon as Cyclops finished, Wolverine stepped forward. He brought up a hologram of some small town. "Alright rookies, this is Sanctuary Nevada. A safe haven for the less dangerous mutants. It's run by our old friend Forge. He's called us in for help. Some of his people's gone missing. So BAM...my god that's stupid name...we're going to be going down there to investigate."

Wolverine stepped back, and Storm was up next. She brought up a map of San Francisco. "We've had some minor Brotherhood activity here. Nothing too major, just a few sightings of some people wearing their colors, and some graffiti. Normally we wouldn't even bother investigating, but we've found some sightings of Toad." She then brought up a image of Toad. "This is Mortimer Toynbee AKA Toad. He's one of Magneto's first recruits. Despite his seniority, he's not that high up the food chain. His powers include superhuman leg strength, flexible bone structure, superhuman agility, superhuman reflexes, prehensile tongue, and acidic saliva. He might hold some useful information, so bring him in alive."

"We'll be taking the Blackbird along with BAM. After we drop them off in Nevada, we'll head on to San Francisco."
Storm then turned off the holographic generator, and gave the teams a nod. Charles then rolled forward. "If you have any questions ask your mentors. Now go get your uniforms on, and report to the hanger, and Alphas you go to the garage. Dismissed." He stated. And Flynn was the first to exit the room. "Bout time we see some action!" He smirked as he left the room. Although he'd be lying if he said he didn't wish it was his team that got the mission to capture a Brotherhood member. But still if it meant they'd get out of this place, then he'd didn't care what he had to do.

He went straight on to the men's locker room to change into his uniform. He quickly took off his clothes, and threw on his uniform. Once he was dressed, and everything in order he went on down to the hanger bay. He wasn't the first one there however, he was beat by Wolverine, and Storm who were prepping the Blackbird. Flynn went on inside the jet. "Alright, let's get this ball rolling!" Flynn said with a loud clap of his hands. "Gotta wait for your team dumbass." Logan replied. Storm gave him a slap to the back of the head, and a fierce look that you knew said 'be nice'.

He went over to Wolverine who was in the pilot seat. "Get up stinky. Let papa fly." Flynn smirked. "Heeeelllll no!" Logan growled. [color=#03FFF2]"Well, he is certified in all vehicle operations. And the Professor did say we're only to observe." Storm chimed in. Wolverine gave her a death stare in response. "Yeah! Get up hairball, I'm certified MOFO!" Flynn smirked. Wolverine sighed, and got out of the pilot's seat. Flynn slipped on in. "No hot-dogging!" Wolverine growled as he took the seat behind him. "I was only going to do a couple barrel rows, and fire off a few missiles. I'll make sure they blow up midair." Flynn smirked. "No!" Logan snarled. "Fine, no missiles. How about flares? Come on, it's for the kids. At least let me do a loop!" Flynn continued to smirk. "No tricks. Just get us there in one piece." Wolverine growled. "You're no fun."

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Once Haven and Hailee arrived, She sat at the back,her arms folded across her chest as Dr. Hank Mcoy walked in. She hadn't seen him in a while. She arched an eyebrow at him as he spoke.

When he mentioned the X-gene she flinched. When Logan first brought her in, they weren't sure if she were a mutant at all. Dr. McCoy analyzed her DNA and found that she was indeed a mutant. She'd like to shove that ab report down Magnus' throat...She wasn't a demon, or some half baked scheme from the witches...she was a mutant..and they treated her like she was something else. She caught Autumn's gaze. The Nether was reacting to her anger and the Brit felt it. She shook it off.

Then finally Logan and Storm went on about there mission. It was so stupid that she wasn't on the same team as Hailee. Honestly. The Nether and Aether working together, Yin and Yang, They'd be in perfect balance.
That was fine though, she'd be able to let loose and should she freak out a bit, Hailee wouldn't have to feel it Stupider still, was that she wasn't the one the team that would be searching for Toad. She wanted to find that slimy little freakaziod and dissected his froggy ass. Guilt by association was good enough for her.
"Terrific...There's a mission involving the Brotherhood and I'm not on it...." She sneered. She turned to her twin."I get to find some missing Murlocks...isn't today my lucky day?" Before following her mention and her captain out the door and toward the Blackbird. She saw the two going back and forth about what not to do and Haven shook her head. "Do me a favor will ya,Cap and try not to kill us all, I don't wanna die on a plane, not how I saw my end." She said patted him on the shoulder before taking a seat and strapping herself down tight. She wasn't particularly afraid of heights but she wasn't overly fond of them either.

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Autuamn took a breath after Haven calmed herself and listened to the good doctor speak. He was uncomfortable, it didn't take her powers to see that. She knew what it was like, they all did really, to feel like just wishing it would go away, that you could wake up in the morning and just be normal. Tessa and Professor Monroe would have her hide if they heard her say that but it was true. There were days that she just didn't want to hear everyone's conversations and late night...activities, she didn't want to smell when a boy wasn't too hygienic or when a girl was going through her cycle. It was more then she needed to know and sometime it was too much. She abandoned the thoughts and listened on.

Fear struck her then, as Professor Monroe went on about their mission. Toad wasn't going to come easily and she'd have to touch him. She knew she would, if she was going to be any use to the team, she'd have to sense him, sniff him out and try not to gag. She had a swallow a few times not to gag right now. She looked at her team Captain, nervousness and anxiety etched on her soft features. She tried to appear unafraid for her team but Tessa knew her well enough to know better then that. "Well, first mission...This is good. Right...A good thing." She said, though she smiled she looked absolutely horrified.

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Austin looked happy when Hank McCoy came in, for he was pretty good allies and friends with the Doctor, he surprising listened through the whole mission briefing as soon as they were finished he walked out to the men's locker and put on his uniform, "First mission, taking down a Brotherhood grunt, this is gonna be sick! I dibs on co-pilot!" He ran to the hanger and sat in the co-pilot's seat next to Flynn and strapped himself in. "This is gonna be sweet!" He had a massive smile on his face. "This thing's got some sick gear!" He admired everything about the Blackbird, "Heavy duty weapons, advanced maneuverability, turbo thrusters, the whole package!" Austin just kept babbling on about the ship, not many were actually listening. Sometimes you couldn't even understand what he was talking about at all, some people found it a nuisance and kinda irritating. Cmon hurry up people, he got a job to do, he thought, he didn't bother saying it aloud because It was quite obvious he was growing a little impatient but he was actually early, so he tried to wait as patiently as he could.

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Ana's took in a sharp breath as he mentioned 'The Brotherhood'. Quickly she left the war room and went to her bedroom, she changed into her uniform and then walked to the plane. Without saying a word Ana stepped onto the plane and walked to the cockpit where she typed in a few coordinates into the control panel and sat down on the floor in between the pilot and co-pilot seats. "Knowing Toad, he should be somewhere around there. Also knowing him he's gonna try to throw you off balance, so watch all sides." Ana then stayed quiet for a small time before speaking up again, "Oh. Also, if you want to draw him out. Your best bet would to let me go first..." after saying that she stayed quiet and didn't say another word. Carefully she would envelop herself in a harmless cloud of black smoke, and occasionally she would curse under her breath when the cloud was around her.

It's not that she was doing anything bad, she was just trying to solidify shadows, and more than one time they were weapons. And more than once she would end up hurting herself with them. Anastasia didn't have time to normally practice since Logan mainly focused her on using her teleportation, and how to contain her darkness. The small red head sighed and left the cloud around her dissapear. "No use," she mumbled to herself quietly.

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The young woman listened carefully as Hank spoke, debriefing them on their mission. She cursed herself inwardly for not knowing this already for all the time she spent in the slums for fights. Then again, Logan generally tried to make sure that she didn't stay any longer than she needed to once a fight was done. She could definitely see how this drug was a bad thing and it made her sick. How dare they try to tamper with nature! She couldn't help but to be angry at Hank as well. Her mood darkened while the teams were being assigned, angrily shoving her iPad into her backpack. Hank noticed the change in her and reached out but she immediately jerked away from his touch with a scoff. Charles didn't even bother trying to say anything, knowing that it'd be futile. She'd talk about it when she was ready. She headed into the jet, not even bothering to complain about Francis flying the Bird. It was then that Ana spoke up. "Knowing Toad, he should be somewhere around there. Also knowing him he's gonna try to throw you off balance, so watch all sides. Oh. Also, if you want to draw him out. Your best bet would to let me go first..."

“You're going to Nevada. With your team. I'm taking my team to California. I appreciate the information but my team's got this. We'll let you know how it goes when we pick you guys back up.” She gave a sigh and shook her head as she explained to Ana the circumstances. “Pay attention at the meetings. Knowing this stuff is important.” She moved to sit next to Ororo who put a hand on her leg. “What the hell's wrong with them?” Ororo gave a soft smile before giving her leg a soft squeeze. “Relax; She's still a rookie, remember? And she was just trying to help.” Gaea gave a shake of her head, causing her ebony curls to bounce. “Not her. Though she could stand to pay more attention to debriefs. I mean them. Humans. And Hank. What the fuck was he thinking?! What is there to cure? We're not... Diseased!” She felt insulted and betrayed as her voice rose into a yell, bringing a surge of heat that emanated from her body that made the flowers in her hair wilt. “Hank's supposed to be on our side. Not theirs.” Her hands curled into fists and her nostrils flared as she wondered about the mutants that they experimented on, wondering how many of them died... How many weren't willing.

She leaned her head back before getting back up and moving towards one of the panels, pulling open a drawer. She grabbed one of the communication devices, tilting her head and placing it into her ear. She grabbed a few more and placed them into her teammates' ears before heading out of the jet. “I'll be outside.” She made sure that her commlink was working before exiting the hangar. A blast of air under her feet lifted her up to the top of the jet. Placing her hands above her, she parted the metal and concrete with relative ease before shooting up to the basketball court. She had made sure to open the hangar overhead slowly, giving any kids above a chance to exit. She moved over to the fence where she crouched down with a light sigh and pulled her hat off to pull her headphones over her ears. Placing the hat back on, she shifted on her music before pulling out a joint. She was pissed. She used the tip of her finger to light it, inhaling the thick smoke with closed eyes as she felt a familiar, yet foreign, anger well up inside of her, making her skin crawl. “Ace, you be my eyes in the sky when we get to Cali. Reform, you fly with him. Toad runs, you hit the ground and keep him away from general population. Stimuli, you're with me. Steer clear of his tongue and that spit.” She spoke over the commlink to her teammates before turning her music up a bit louder.

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"Haven, uhhh, hello. Can you uhh, help me with this thing."
Haven arched an eyebrow over at Azrael as he spoke to her, ripping her mind from what Dr. McCoy had said. For once in her life, she actually agreed with Tecmessa, not that she'd ever let her know that...There not cure for what they were...Cures are for diseases, mutants weren't diseased...They were evolution.
Haven blinked. She sounded like one of the Brotherhood dicks...she rolled her eyes and looked at Azrael. "It's a com unit, just talk, your team will hear you." She told him, only half paying attention as Ana took a seat in the middle of the damn floor. Going on about the Brotherhood, talking about letting her go first. Haven wanted to grab her by the hair and snap her fucking neck. One, she wasn't listening, and two, she thought it would be a good idea to her take the lead, since she knew the son of a bitch. It took all she had not to say anything, as her marks began to glow.
"Haven?" Autumn peeped, looking at her from across the seat where she was strapped in. "What?""You're glowing, Lass...the Nether is's fluxing a great deal." She told her and Haven huffed. "We'll live, I just hope to whatever God that's listening that we have someone to fight..." She said, watching as the ginger on the floor, tried to make a shadow construct. Haven shook her head. She wanted to laugh at her and a couple of years ago, she would have but she was co-captain, she had to be mature and had to make sure her team was successful, Ana was on her team whether she liked it or not.
"Blindside, you need balance, first before you can call your shadows, get in your seat and strap yourself in, then call them, you're trying to do too much at once, steadying yourself, calling them and manipulating them all at the same time, it's too much and you're only partially focused on each task, instead, devote all of your attention on one task, take it one at a time." She said having distracted herself from her anger and annoyance. She was co-captain for a reason, she could be mature and responsible when she wanted to be and when she wasn't a rage monster. If she had more control of her Nether Embodiment, she probably would be leading her own team by now. She caught Logan's eye. She rolled hers and continued her instructions. Get your balance first, then clear your mind, focus on calling them, and once they are there, then you tell them what you want them to do, and have a clear idea of what you want to construct, and let them do the rest."

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Tyler waited patiently for the rest f the teams to come in. Autumn was one of the last to arrive, changed and with a hint of revenge on her face. She sat down next to Tessa and turned her back to Tyler for the briefing. When the Professor started talking Tyler had to disagree with his comment about the War Room. Tyler personally wasn't as much excited as he was filled with doubt. It was obvious to him that he was one of the weak points in any of the teams. He wondered if he had enough training with Cyclops to go on mission and be part of the Alphas.

Only a few seconds after starting Beast entered the room. Tyler really liked him, he was smart and one of the most kind-hearted people Tyler had ever met. It had been a bit strange at first to sit on the couch next to what could best be described as a blue gorilla, but he had gotten used to it. The holographic display showed a bunch of Chinese signs as far as Tyler was concerned. When Beast stepped forward Tyler recognized he was not very happy about the things he would tell them. No genius intellect was needed to see it was going to be personal for him. Hearing about the Brand Corporation Tyler stiffened up a bit. The company was well known to him, or more specifically his father. His father used to be on of the major shareholders of the Roxxon Energy Corporation, the mother company of Brand. When it came out that Brand wanted to create mutants for profit his father had backed out. He was fiercely against anything mutant, and creating more was not really on his to-do list. Tyler living on the street after being disowned by his father kind of had the same origins, were it not his father actually wanted him dead.

From body language Tyler noticed some people snorting at the term 'cure'. He knew the general idea in this place was that there was no cure for their mutation as it was not a disease. Although Tyler agreed with this mostly, he could see some mutants not wanting to be mutants. Beast had no possibility to go up in a crowd, always standing out and always having people judge you must be difficult. For himself, walking around with a constant headache doesn't really spell out the next part of evolution to him, and what of Autumn's panic attacks. Whatever the reason was for mutants to exist, Tyler was pretty sure evolution had nothing to with it. Evolution grows out of necessity, monkeys needed to evolve to walk on two legs, to grow, to survive. Shooting a laser beam out of your eyes is not one of those necessities, neither is controlling the weather, metal or earth itself.

After the briefing Tyler went for the exit of the War Room. Passing Autumn he put her hand on her shoulder and whispered in her ear. "Get home safe." Afterwards he went to his locker in order to put on his uniform. Seeing as they might not want to stand out too much on this mission he threw his street wear in a backpack and took it with him to the garage. Guess flying the Blackbird will be for another time... He had been asking Scott to give him lessons, as he was usually good with any kind of vehicle. It helps of course if your reaction speed is way above a normal person. Seeing the future has its perks. So far Scott had denied him every single time, saying he could only get lessons if his other skills in the field were at a better level.

When walking up to the X-van he saw Cyclops already standing there. Tyler brought up his hand to his forehead. "Spoiler reporting for duty, sir!" He could not suppress a slight smile, although strict, military was not Cyclops style. He threw his backpack in the trunk and walked up to the driver's seat. "Any chance I'm getting the keys today?"Cyclops shrugged his shoulders. "That is a question for your field leader, I'm driving back seat." As she was not there yet Tyler stood next to Cyclops waiting for the rest. He wondered if they would pose as possible buyers, or if he would get in contact with some of his past friends. After all, I've lived on the streets of Brooklyn for about a year.

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“Peering through the dark abyss and sensing that something is amiss. Darling Haven has lost it again, with so much hatred and anger... She will never win.”

The soft Jamaican accent of the one known as Enchantress came from within the library, her head lifting as she felt her skin crawl. She could feel the Nether plane fluxing, again, and assumed that it was Haven losing her shit again. She sighed and turned her head as her phone vibrated. She snapped her fingers and closed her books, watching as the phone lifted and turned on. Her head tilted as she read the text with a soft chuckle. She didn't have any plans for the day – She hadn't even bothered showing up for training. She knew that she was going to get an earful from Scott for it, but she had studying to do. The phone clattered to the table as she redirected her attention to the books and papers before her, her strange and bright eyes swirling with the galaxies as the pages turned quickly of their own accord. She was content with the solace and silence found within the library, reveling in her studies. Professor Xavier had given her more research to study and she was determined to analyze every bit of information that he'd given her.

Image She didn't have too long before she received another text, eliciting another sigh from her as she checked her phone again. It was from Francis this time, sent as a group message to rally everyone into the War Room. They had a mission. Giving a nod to nobody at all, she rose from her seat and began to pack her reading material into her bag. Shoving her phone into her back pocket, she waved a hand in front of her before taking a step forward. She disappeared from the library and reappeared in her room in the attic. It was once the room of Ororo Monroe before she took a more...conventional living space. Marigold liked it because it was closed off from everyone else, providing her with time to herself when she wanted it. It also had a lot more space for her to work with. Everything was stored neatly in its place, lit dimly by glowing orbs floating in the air. She hung her bag on a rack before grabbing another. Humming to herself, she moved to a nearby table containing a number of phials and beakers with colorful liquids and dust held within them. “A powder for sleep, blue liquid for ice. A dash of this gold will leave you paralyzed.” She spoke to herself as she equipped herself with her potions and a few crystals before taking a step back, leaving her attic room and reappearing in the locker room just as Tecmessa was leaving.

Unseen, she closed her eyes. “Aures noctuae.” Her voice was a whisper as her fingers traced a short, intricate pattern into the air. Runes of blue glowed briefly before slamming against her snow white face, causing the dark lines that formed a fashionable design to emit the same blue glow as the rune. She felt the magic surge through her with the spell, her head tingling with a delightful rush. “This, my young friends, is the X-Hormone Mutagen. Or as it's more commonly known, Mutant Growth Hormone, MGH for short...” She could hear the discussion going on the the War Room down the hall. She set her bag down and moved to her locker, opening it with a wave of her hand. Her uniform of leather was there, its bright violet trim alluring to her inner fashionista. Snapping her fingers, she replaced the clothes that she had already been wearing with the uniform hanging in the locker. She moved around a bit, rotating her shoulders and doing a few squats to break in the black costume a bit more before grabbing her bag and letting her ponytail down, black curls bouncing against her shoulders. She didn't bother entering the War Room, heading out for the garage. Hearing footsteps approaching, she disappeared through another portal with a wave of her hand, just in time to leave no trace by the time Tyler had entered the locker room.

She could hear Gaea's angry shouting, shaking her head. She felt the same way and knew that there was going to be some venting later. For now, she had to focus on her primary objective – Get to the X-Van, get to Brooklyn, and find the supplier. “This is so 21 Jump Street, though likely a more difficult feat.” She reappeared next to the X-Van, placing her backpack carefully into the trunk. “Keys, please.” She held out her hand as she summoned the keys, no doubt from Cyclops' pocket. Smirking, she slid into the driver's seat and closed the door, not yet starting the vehicle. She waited instead, placing her feet upon the dash and snapping her fingers. Papers appeared in her hand and she was soon reading more of Professor Xavier's work. Her hearing spell faded but she didn't need it to know that Scott and Tyler were right outside of the van. The silent woman of mystery rolled down her window and grinned at the young man. “Sorry, Rookie. But not today. I've lived in the city since I was just a bae. I know them best, it's not even a contest. You can ride in the back and take care of the sacks. Seniority rides front seat on this beat, kids take the rear. We clear?” She offered a grin that, mixed with her facial appearance, looked a bit frightening to most. She could hear Scott chuckling as he got into the van while they waited for Alex and Hailee to show.

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Amira was currently laid on her bed starring at the ceiling of her room, she was quite overwhelmed at how big the room was. She wasn't exactly used to having something so extravagant.
When she first arrived at the institute she thought she was just going to be put in another boxed 'room' again, as well as being forced to endure countless amounts of experiments. But quite the opposite happened. Scott and Ororo were the ones who officially introduced her to the professor who made sure to make her feel comfortable as possible, which he had done, and more.

Amira hadn't exactly been at the institute for long, she spent most of her time down in one of the labs with Hank, mainly running tests on her abilities. Since Hank had been able to retrieve her files from the scientists who had tested on her before, not much testing was needed. He only really wanted to know about her limits. Amira enjoyed spending time with Hank as he shared her love of knowledge, if she wasn't in her room she was quite often found with Hank discussing information on the X-gene.

'Amira, you are to join the others who are currently headed towards the Blackbird. You are to suit up and partake in the mission' The sound of Professor Xavier's voice echoed in her mind, causing her to fall off her bed in shock. It was suffice to say she wasn't exactly used to being around other Mutants let alone ones that were capable of communicating with you via telepathy. It took Xavier a few hours to explain about Mutants when she originally arrived at the institute as she always thought she was alone.

Pulling herself up off the ground, she made her way over to the wardrobe that housed most of her clothes including her uniform. Pulling the figure tight leather uniform on was quite hard, it took her a few minutes to fully get it on. Which did include falling over a few times.
Once she was finally clothed she made her way towards hanger bay to meet the rest of her 'team'.

It was safe to say it took Amira a while to find the hanger bay and the others, she had only had one tour of the mansion since arriving and apart from leaving her room to go down to the labs or training room she hadn't explored it much so she got lost a few times before she asked a student for directions.
"If you go into the elevator there and go to the basement level, you will reach it" The student explained to her as she pointed towards the elevator that was directly behind her. Smiling to the girl and nodding her head in thanks. Entering the elevator she pressed the 'Basement' floor button, jolting slightly at the feeling of the compartment going down.

Upon entering the Hanger bay she immediately heard the sound of shouting which caused her to wince slightly. She made her way over towards the rather large black looking jet, and from what she could guess that was the Blackbird.

Upon entering the Blackbird she noticed the few familiar faces, as well as a few unfamiliar faces. Logan turned to look at her, a knowing smirk on his face. "Finally nice of you to join us red" Amira couldn't help but shift uncomfortably under his gaze, she still wasn't used to a lot of people, especially people who weren't hostile.
Shaking his head at her "This is Eternal, as of today she will be joining us in BAM" Logan gestured at her for take a seat before it was too late.
Following his instructions she looked towards everyone else. "Hi.." She spoke barely audible as she adjusted the restraints on her in the seat.