X-Men Roleplay

This school is for mentally challenge right? Surge asked the woman answering the questions.

"You do know you can sue people just for kicking you out because you have a.. um...a dissability right?" As surge said trying to find the right word to say not trying to offened the woman

Than surge looked into her eyes recognizing the eyes. "Those eyes i seen them before" As much as he wanted to leave on his journey he as much as wanted to stay to find out who is this mystery woman was. "Hey you know what how about this lets bring this car over here if you have a work shop and lets see what wrong with it, if that cool with you" he than said with a smile raising his hand to her.

"Mentally challenged? You're kidding me right?" Sparkie chuckled and sighed as he continued, "I dont see my powers as a disability and the norms 'kicked me out' because they wanted me to be safe...I wasn't in any danger like some others have been."
The man then continued and proposed that the car be bought to the 'workshop' and to this she nodded in agreement, "Sure, I'll come with you and check it out without my tools then we can push it in to the garage and I'll have a more indepth look."
Noticing how he was looking at her, there was a slight tingling in the bottom of her spine that told her that she'd known this man once...but she wasn't sure where from.

Walking Down The hall like he owns the place, Matt Starts to whistle a catchy tune as he explored the Academy.

A swift yet comforting breeze picked up as the gates squeaked open, a tall figure strolled casually up to the front door, though carefully minded each step through the light snow. He repositioned his hat and flicked a few stray flakes from the brim, his grey hair glistening in the morning light and his red-lined coat gave him a very formidable yet pleasant appearance. He had origionally intended to go by the front door but he noticed two mutants pushing a stubborn car into the garage.
He could see that a few students looked out at him from a window here or there, quickly shutting them as they saw him notice, he wasn't bothered, he strolled up to the two moving the broken-down car into the garage.

They didn't notice him until he spoke, "Excuse me, forgive me for entering without permission but is this the mansion of one Charles Xavier?" His voice was polite yet commanding, Stern yet friendly, "If it is, tell him that an Old friend is here to see him... That is, not unless he already knows" he finished with a chuckle.

(Hope this is alright, I realized that I still had his position from before we re-started, unless you don't know who I',m talking about, thought I'd mix the whole scenario up a bit =3 XD )

Sparkie rose a brow and nodded, "Yeah, this is his school..." There was an air of command and true power about this man that sent shivers through her spine, "And no doubt he already knows you're here if you're friends." She replied slowly.

There was a voice that came from the rear door of the garage, it was the Professor, "Eric. What brings you here? I thought the weather would have held you off for atleast a day or two?"

Sparkie looked over the car to the Professor but he seemed to be a little more at ease and winked at her, she nodded and kept the man within her sights. Continuing toward the garage to fix the newcomers car.

((I had intended it to be a surprise visit, but I'll play along 😛 ))

"You can never keep a good man down, as they say"
Mr. Lensherr gazed around as they casually walked the perimeter, "An interesting change in climate, Charles; have you begn mirgrating with the seasons or is it mere coincidence that you left the last mansion mid-winter?" It was a rhetorical question, no need for response, just a humerous play on Charles' part, just between friends.

"Now, you know why I am here... (Seeking a place to stay as he's still hunted by the authorities) Is it a burden to ask an old friend for... Temporary accomodations?"

Charles, hand guarded against the wind by a thick set of leather gloves continued with Eric through the new yards of the manor listening to him speak. With the question he smiled and chuckled, "It's been too long since you've asked Eric that you seem to have forgotten that you're always welcomed here." A slight glance at his old friend sent a wry smirk playing across his features.

"Oh okay so this school is for mutants, im sorry i feel foolish for that comment." As surge and sparkie than started to push the car as he was thinking about the girl who ran through him. As he thought to himself

~huh that was really a girl who ran through me~

Surge was about to ask the young woman her name to see if he would recognize the name. As he was about to ask a older gentleman interupted them. This man wearing a coat asked him a question to an answer surge didnt know. As surge just shrugged his shoulders to have sparkie respond to him. Surge looked at sparkie as he saw her get a little chill. Than surge turned to the stranger as he sensed a great power in the man.

Then surge turned around to a voice behind him when a bald guy in a wheel chair than spoke. Surge than turned to sparkie and whispered to her is he the enchilda of this mansion. (what surge meant was he the owner or leader). Surge than started to push the car trying to avoid eye contact with the man on the wheel chair and the man behind him as he sensed somthin in him he didnt like.

Once again surge just thought about somthing as he couldnt get the womans face out of his head.

~Who is this woman and where do i know her from?~

"If there's one thing in this world Charles, I know that it is you who would never change his ways no matter the occasion..." Eric said with a slight bow to his new host, for all the things he had done in the past, Charles could always be counted on as a friend.

"Now, am I to belive that you rebuilt this old beauty in exactly the same manner or did you allow Beast to 'modernize' it for you, if only to accomodate his technological fancies?"

Jean looked up"oh.Eric is here,but why?"

"I don't know but im about to find out."Morph closed his eyes and his body began to turn into Polaris's body.

Jean looked at him "don't do this.Morph"

Polaris looked at jean"i'm only going to see why is he here.
the young female(morph) walked outside into the back yard."Flight would be faster."The woman began to float into the air.not long she found eric"Father what are you doing here?Is something happened?"

"Polaris? What on earth... I'm here, because I need to be, Charles is the only person on this Earth who would be able to help me, besides..." he looked Polaris closely in the eye, analyzing her body-language, "...Besides, you are not Polaris; It would take alot more than that to fool this old man, mark my words!" his polite demeanor changed into a stubborn scowl at the impersonator.

(Magneto is an intelligent old man, and it's his daughter, the slightest thing out-of-character and he'd notice it... Call it a father's instinct)

"If only your hospitality extended into your student's manners, this world would be a better place..." Eric commented, ignoring Morph in his Daughter's form as they walked (& rolled 😛 ) away.

*jean i could use some back up.*

*sorry morph your on your own*

Morph turn back to himself," I'm just making sure you won't try any thing."

Jean walked out side"Magneto i am sorry,please understand we hold professor dear to our heart just as the brother hood dose you,he only was trying to protect the professor.Shall we get you two out of this cold air,before both of end up in the med bay"

Charles nodded and smiled a little at Jeans suggestion, "A good idea Jean. Lets do so."

He glanced at Morph for no more than a moment but his commanding voice seeped into the young student's mind, *I'll deal with you young man...later.*

Eric shivered as the smoke-fire warmth hit him, a few flakes of melting snow fell from his shoulders; the mansion was clearly different, but it still had the same atmosphere as the last one he had helped Charles to build.

Eric turned suddenly to Charles, his face lit up into an honest smile, "Where are my manners, how are you old man?"

Charles chuckled as he slipped off the slightly tight gloves and placed them on his lap, "Never better Eric, since the shift to this new locale things have died down. Giving me the ability to focus on the students instead of running off to save the world time after time."

((Just re-read a few of our posts as Xavier and Magneto...DAMN we're good 😛 I can hear them saying all of this))

~Yes you to sound just like them~

Morph walked in his room"great.why dose he always have to do that?Dose he not notice he is like an Dad to me,all i was trying to do was protect him"

Jean walked into the kitchen.as she placed one of her hands out the water turned.an few seconds later an kettle move under the water.*professor I will be bring some tea ,as soon as this water is ready*the stoves dial began to turn as if it had an mind of it.suddenly fire appeared,the kettle was placed on the eye of the stove

Eric chuckled lightly again, "Time after time? You're students do it for you, only because they are taught by the best, I never thought you to be one for vanity, Charles; where's your humility?" he couldn't stop himself, laughing the whole way.

"Forgive me... I'm just glad we can speak in person without hostilities anymore, It's been too long, old friend..." he apologized out of old-world curtesy trained from an earlier time, "...But I must say, I am impressed with the new lodgings; Are there many students residing or just those who I've seen pop their heads out in curiosity?"

"There's more than before Eric, each of them need care and attention. I'm glad to say for the first time since when you started this school with me I can give them that." His words full of emotion, he smiled and sighed slightly, glad to have a little peace atlast.

"So this little hair-brained scheme of ours actually paid off?" he asked sarcastically, trying to hide a beaming smile.
"Now, would it be a burden for an old man to ask for a cup of tea with his old friend?"

Morph walked down stairs playing with his powers while talking to him self.it's no wonder why the student thinks he mental.*they don't know how much they need me around hear."

before Jean walked into the room an tea set danced on air and slowly sat it self down on an table."Any thing else?"