Tattoo rose a brow and shrugged, making his way into the kitchen silently, it was clear she wasn't too keen on talking to anyone which was understandable. Upon entering the kitchen he paused, face stern and concerned, "Jacenta..." He said slowly, addressing the 'feral' mutant as she made a right mess of the food stores.
She straightened her back and stared wide-eyed in shock at the tattoed mutant, apparently her eating habits were as civilized as her brutish nature. She stole a glimpse of the door from where she came and in a blink, she darted towards it... Slipping her foot on some discarded food wrapping and falling hard on her chin, dazing her...
"What the hell just happened?" Ana asked seriously as Jacenta tried in vain to regain her footing...
"She slipped..." Tattoo stated flatly and shifted a little closer to Jacenta, arms slightly out infront of him he spoke again, "Jacenta...what are you doing in the kitchen? You know you're not supposed to be here darling..." His tone was calm, almost unsettlingly so.
((You're a magician Aliies...I laughed my head off at that post...😄))
((Jacenta's out cold Shal))
Tattoo sighed and picked up the inert form of Jacenta and carried her to the lounge with the Professor and the student in tow. Glancing over his shoulder at the Professor as he set the troublesome younger woman down on the couch he sighed, "I came in to find her raiding the refrigerator and the pantry, when I asked her to calm down she went a little nutty and tried to attack but I just stepped out of the way and she hit the deck. Honestly I had no hand in her current state, I just wanted to know what she was doing out of her cell." His accent laced with worry, ever since Jacenta had been at the school she'd caused nothing but trouble. It reminded himself of well...himself and what had happened in the village. A cold shiver went up his spine and he'd hoped that by showing Jacenta that he meant no harm to her that someone was willing to help, even if she didn't want it.
Then realising that Ana was most likely still in the kitchen he called out to her, "Ana, would you mind coming in here for a moment?"
She was reluctant, she just wanted something to eat but this new debacle stalled that oppourtunity. After a few moments, she complied and followed them into the lounge.
Jacenta was cross-eyed, the room spun and heaved after tattoo moved her, combined with all the food she just ate... she retched and vomited all over the couch, her mind still going into a freefall-stall...
Tattoo took a swift step back to avoid the vomit and grimaced, nodding at the student, "Uh yeah...get a small cup of that Indian Tonic water at the back of the refrigerator...should help with her health..." He looked over to Ana and passed her an unopened packet of chips that was sitting near the sofa, "I picked these up for you...you should really eat something sweet-'art." His thick accent talking ahold of his speech patterns as he continued to 'look after' Jacenta.
In a moment of sheer clumsiness, the bag of chips bounced from one hand to the other before finally slipping out of her grip and over her head. even with her dark-tanned skin, is was obvious she was blushing out of embarrassment as she retrieved the bag and swiftly and unceremoniously left the lounge back to her room...
~No I didn't know...apologies for that however its pointless to only say that and not keep on with the rpg...next time you want to bring that to my attention Shal, do so but keep posting in character. Posts like that are only holding up the storyline further~
Tattoo rose a brow and a small smirk graced his lips, he then glanced over at the Professor, "Do you think this is anything more than her just wanting out?"
Finally, home again.
Prolonged trips had never been a favorite of Oliver Manery, and he reflected on just that as he stepped through the gate of Xavier's School for Mutants...Gifted Youngsters. Oliver grinned. Youngsters. What a funny word. He'd always found it a funny word.
In fact, as he walked down the gravel road to the mansion, he recalled his first visit to this school. The Professor had actually called him a Youngster back then. Oliver had found it funny then as well, but he guessed that someone of the Professor's age had the right to call nearly anybody a Youngster.
The boy of nineteen spent nearly twenty minutes just wandering around the school, looking at old things. His long trip back to Ireland to acquire information on what had happened to his parents and to get their money from the bank there--he was ever practical--had left him utterly exhausted and ready to return to the mansion. His home. His walk through the hallways got him caught up with many old faces, excitement blooming as he met up with people he hadn't seen in months. He'd spent far longer than intended in Ireland...four months. It was all because of those damn police...bank complications. Not to mention he'd met up with someone...Oliver shrugged inwardly. He hated thinking about that.
At last Oliver made his way to the lounge, the standard place for a returning mutant to visit. There he found yet more old faces...
"Hey guys," he said simply.
Tattoo looked up from his brief conversation with the Professor, both the senior men smiled and Charles spoke up first, "Good to have you back Oliver...though it doesn't seem fit that I should call you a youngster anymore should it. You're almost taller than Piotr."
Tattoo chuckled, "You soar over me in high that for sure..."
(( Intro for Matt Bentley-Shad0w Frost ))
~During the night when you were all sleeping...
Inside a Museum...
Matt creeping within the shadows of the closed museum, he comes across a very rare Black Diamond that he had seen previously when he visited the place during the day.
He shrouded the diamond's display case with darkness, and then smiled as he reached his hand into a shadow on the wall next to him and pulled the diamond through placing it into his jacket pocket.
Matt concentrated on the darkness around the display case and formed it into an exact replica of the diamond and moved it to where the original diamond was as a temporary replacement...it would fade away eventually.
He then decides to make his getaway, so he sneaks ever so quietly through the museum and passes a patrolling security guard unnoticed...
Happy that the security guard didn't see him, he took off his concentration for a second, and being the clumsy man that he is... he tripped over a chair crashing to the ground making a loud noise alerting the guard.
"Damn!" Matt said as the guard pulled the alarm.
Matt quickly ran outside and onto the street when a nearby police car pulled out in front of him flashing its lights.
Matt continued to run down a narrow ally beside the museum.
As the Cop called for backup Matt opened a manhole cover and entered the sewers.
He proceeded to run through the sewers as the cops pursued him.
After a while the cops had given up searching for him.
Matt could finally rest... He leaned his back against the dark sewer wall and took a deep breath.
~It was morning now. He was tired, he started to nod off but at that moment he accidentally teleported himself through the dark sewer wall behind him, crashing onto the center platform of the danger room (the X-men training area) deep underneath the Academy.
Matt stood up looking around in amazement "What is this place..?"
An alarm sounds all throughout the Mansion....