New Arrival (Open)

[Katrina Turner]

I want to fly like an eagle to the sea
Fly like an eagle let my spirit carry me
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It had been a long trip, and the cab ride felt even longer from the train station. She had felt nervous and uncertain since she had left home, and with her ability that was never good. She had always ended up disappearing when ever she felt nervous, threatened, or just too noticeable. However it was a miracle that did not happen on this trip. Not even one of her body parts had vanished. She sighed deeply as she looked out the window to see the countryside whiz by her.

Before long, the car pulled up to some gates and it opened to grant them access. It seemed that the gates themselves were not manned, but that did not mean that cameras did not watch everything going on. When her father was helping her pack at home, she was asking him why he was sending her away. His response was that he was sending her to a prep school to educate her better than the public schools could do for her. The vehicle stopped in front of a beautiful set of wooden doors. ”We’re here kid. That will be forty-five bucks.” The driver announced with an heavy New York accent.

Katrina exited the cab and grabbed her duffel bag and her backpack before leaning into the driver’s window. “Man that sure is a rip off.” She replied and took out the money her father had given her for the cab ride. She peeled off two twenties and a five before handing it to the driver and stood there while he drove off. She watched him disappear down the drive before straightening herself and walking to the door, and knocking loudly. She figured someone had to be on the other side somewhere, and hoped they could hear her.

“Speaking…”
‘Thinking…’
”Other person talking…”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I want to fly like an eagle till I‘m free
Fly through the revolution

TIME :: Afternoon
TAG :: Open
WORDS :: 384
NOTES :: New girl…
STATUS :: Done
CREDIT :: LYCAN!!

[gambler]

How long had it been since she'd had a cigarette? A quick glance at the clock had told her it'd been exactly forty five minutes, which meant one thing - it'd been far too long since she'd last had one. The mansion was abuzz with talk of another new student arriving that day and, despite the natural curiosity one would feel, Amber was absolutely, positively, without a doubt, bored of all the talk. Surely there was something else to talk about other than a new student? Hell, you might as well call a new student a new freak show exhibit considering one usually felt like they were being watched what with people staring and whispering and all.

Unashamedly Amber picked herself up out of a couch and made a beeline for the front doors. There was, unfortunately, a no smoking policy for the indoors area, so she always found herself outside. No matter, after being cooped up most of her life she enjoyed being out of doors. Then again, Xavier's was a far nicer place than the compound. The mere thought of the place made shivers of dread and terror roll down her spine and thank her unlucky stars that she'd been blessed with her little genetically engineered gifts that helped her to escape the compound.

Before she'd gotten to the door there was an unlit cigarette between her lips and her lighter was in hand. She was far beyond ready for the dirty little pleasure that only came from inhaling vast amounts of nicotine and whatever chemicals Marlboro put in their cigarettes. Just as the knock resounded through the hallway, Amber's hand was already on the door knob and pulling it open. She blinked a few times as she gazed at the girl, not registering why there was a girl standing there for a moment. Then it clicked. "Hi!" she said and smiled, the slender cigarette bouncing with the movements of her lips.

With a glance behind her she quickly stepped outside and lit it. After a long drag from it, she sighed contentedly, a large puff of smoke expelling from her mouth in the process. "Oh, yeah. That's what I needed," she said with a light purr. It seemed that, for the moment, she'd forgotten there was someone standing there for she took so long to say something else to the girl. "You must be the new kid. I'm Amber and you are..?"

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Time:[/color] Afternoon
Tag:[/color] Lycan?
Words:[/color] 405
Notes:[/color] None
Status:[/color] Done
Credit:[/color] Mel!
Outfit:[/color] Click!

[Katrina Turner]

I want to fly like an eagle to the sea
Fly like an eagle let my spirit carry me
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Katrina had been standing for a few minutes and knocked once more. She was starting to get nervous, and she could feel herself start to fade. She looked down at her hand to see her fingers start to go. She quickly stuck that hand in her pocket, as she didn’t want the other students to freak out at parts of her body disappearing before their very eyes. She closed hers in an attempt to calm herself down, and return her body back to normal.

When she opened them, the door had opened to reveal what looked like an eighteen year old girl standing in the doorway with an unlit cigarette stuck between her lips. The other girl stood there in what seemed to be a confused state for a few moments before greeting her. Kat swallowed as something told her that this girl was like her in a way. She somehow knew that the older girl had special abilities like her, and the weird part was that Kat knew exactly what they were.

"Oh, yeah. That's what I needed ... You must be the new kid. I'm Amber and you are..?"

The girl, who she now knew, was named Amber seemed to make her a bit uncomfortable. She could feel her hand start to slowly disappear as well. Anyway, she took it out of her pocket and held it out in a handshake. She could see from the corner of her eye that her hand had disappeared down to her thumb joint, and was still vanishing. ”I’m Katrina, and you can manipulate the kinetic energy within inanimate objects, and absorb the memories and powers of others by touching.” She greeted back.

She was a bit fascinated at the fact that she knew exactly what Amber can do. When she was fascinated by something, she had the habit of talking about to total strangers. And somehow she knew that it would get her into trouble one of these days.

“Speaking…”
‘Thinking…’
”Other person talking…”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I want to fly like an eagle till I‘m free
Fly through the revolution

TIME :: Afternoon
TAG :: Amber, open
WORDS :: 328
NOTES :: Nope…
STATUS :: Done
CREDIT :: LYCAN!!

[gambler]

Honestly, Amber wished she could say she was surprised at seeing the girl's hand disappear, but.. She wasn't. She'd seen too much between the compound and the school. Instead she simply took the nearly disappearing hand and shook it with a charming smile upon her lips. "Nice to meet you, Katrina, but how is it you know what I can do?" she asked out of curiosity. Then, for a brief moment, she eyed the girl warily, "you're not one of the telepathics, are you? I hate it when people pry in to my mind!"

She did. She really, really did. In fact, she was fairly certain that Xavier had peered in to her skull more than once to get an idea of where she came from. Oh, man.. The poor people that pried in to her mind! Considering all the impure thoughts that seemed to roll through it? It was probably a better idea that no one did lest they see something they shouldn't.

After withdrawing her hand from Katrina's, she ran her fingers through her brown locks and took another drag from her cigarette. "So, where ya from, kiddo?" Yes, now it was in to polite conversation mode and the questions the girl was more than certainly going to be asked throughout her first few days at the mansion. Everyone went through them and no one was excluded - even the teachers, it seemed.

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Time:[/color] Afternoon
Tag:[/color] Katrina, open
Words:[/color] 235
Notes:[/color] Need moar coffee!!!!
Status:[/color] Done
Credit:[/color] Mel!
Outfit:[/color] Click!

[Anna Marie]

Sighing and walking through the hallway, Rogue leafed through a book in her hands. She had been welcomed back to the school even when she lost her powers because she had nowhere else to go. But that was before...now she had slowly been getting them back. The book in her hands was actually a magazine that a mutant woman had published telling her theory of the mutants getting their powers back. Rogue had decided to study up and see what had happened..why she was cursed again.

Hearing voices in the main hallway, she turned and furrowed her eyebrows. Subconsciously adjusting her gloves, she followed the voices and smiled seeing Amber with a new girl. "Amber...what's going on?" Looking at the cigarette in her hand, she smiled softly "Ah do hope you were goin' outside to smoke that...you know how the Professor feels about them..."

Looking at Katrina, she nodded to her before speaking in her soft Southern twang "Hi, you must be one of our new students...Ah'm Anna...but everyone around here calls me Rogue."

[Katrina Turner]

I want to fly like an eagle to the sea
Fly like an eagle let my spirit carry me
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Katrina returned the handshake, and quickly replaced it back into her pocket. She was surprised that Amber didn‘t seem surprised at her vanishing hand. What it did tell her was that Amber had seen something like it before somewhere. She closed her eyes in order to calm herself down, and turn her hand back to being visible once more. When she opened them, she removed her hand from her pocket again and saw that it was indeed back to normal.

"Nice to meet you, Katrina, but how is it you know what I can do? ... you're not one of the telepathics, are you? I hate it when people pry in to my mind!"

She looked at the girl in shock for a few moments. ”What?! No, no! I‘m not telepathic! My mind is scary enough without knowing what others are thinking! I seem to just know what you can do, just like I know that this place is full of people with abilities…” She answered in attempt to defend herself. She had never met another person that has a special ability like her, so that this knowing of what others can do is new to her.

When Amber asked where she was from, Kat only shrugged and said, ”New Jersey.” She doubted that anyone had heard of her one horse, stoplight town. Everyone knew everyone else back home, and her parents had sent her away so that the townsfolk wouldn‘t know that she was a freak. It wasn‘t long before the two of them were joined by another girl. The newcomer seemed to chide Amber for smoking, and turned her attention to Kat.

"Hi, you must be one of our new students...Ah'm Anna...but everyone around here calls me Rogue."

She smiled again and held out her hand once more for a handshake. ”Hi, Rouge. I‘m Katrina. I can tell that you have the ability to absorb memories, knowledge, talents, personality, and other physical abilities of individuals through skin to skin contact.” She was starting to wonder how she knew all of this, and if there were other abilities that she didn‘t know she had.

“Speaking…”
‘Thinking…’
”Other person talking…”

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I want to fly like an eagle till I‘m free
Fly through the revolution

TIME :: Afternoon
TAG :: Amber, Rouge, open
WORDS :: 355
NOTES :: Kat didn’t know she could sense other’s powers before now, and she doesn’t know she can teleport through wormholes yet…
STATUS :: Done
CREDIT :: LYCAN!!

[gambler]

With a sigh of relief after Katrina's statement that she was not a telapathic, Amber took another drag from the cigarette and smirked faintly. The girl's mind was scary enough in its own right, huh? That was definitely interesting. She shifted her green eyes to Katrina and let her own thoughts roll through her mind for a few moments, absent mindedly flicking the ashes over the side of the porch. There was something about this kid that Amber liked.

Maybe she'd get to know her a little better.

"Jersey, eh? I can't say I've been there. Although, I'd say be prepared for other students to ask if you've seen the Jersey Devil," she mused, wisps of smoke escaping as she spoke. As a new voice joined, she looked over to Rogue. She simply let out a grin and motioned to the fact that she was indeed outside. "Yes, I know quite well how the professor feels about smoking, hence why I'm not doing it inside. It's one thing to do so in the shower where the steam can help cover the scent, but where there are snitches? Give me a little more credit than that, will ya?"

Then Katrina started in on Rogue, seemingly unabashed about mentioning Rogue's power. With a laugh Amber leaned back against the porch railing and crossed one arm over her chest, her free elbow resting on the limb. "She did the same to me, Rogue, so don't be alarmed. And, yes, I already went in to the whole spiel about how I hoped she wasn't another telepathic who was prying in to my mind." She had to feel bad for Rogue, though.

The girl had a power identical to one of her own, but Rogue's was a much more severe case. Amber knew from personal experience how just a fraction of a second longer a touch should last could turn a pleasant situation in to a nightmare. With another flick of the ashes on her cigarette, she took one final drag from it, then studied the glowing ember with a vague look of interest while she listened to the conversation.

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Time:[/color] Afternoon
Tag:[/color] Rogue, Katrina, Open
Words:[/color] 355
Notes:[/color] Sorry if it has some repetition to it!
Status:[/color] Done
Credit:[/color] Mel!
Outfit:[/color] Click!

[Anna Marie]

Blinking and looking at Amber, Rogue smiled "Sorry Amber. Ah'm not going to tattle or anythin'. You never see me tellin' on Logan now do you?" Grinning she looked at Katrina then furrowed her eyebrows running her hands through her hair "Interesting power you have there sug...But Ah think you should ask one of the teachers about what it is you can do. Ah'm no expert."

Stepping back, she looked down at her gloves and subconsciously adjusted them. "And as for mah power...Ah'm kinda touchy about it. So if Ah seem a little stand-offish, you'll understand." Looking around the entryway, she smiled "Amber do you want to show Katrina around or should Ah?"

[Katrina Turner]

I want to fly like an eagle to the sea
Fly like an eagle let my spirit carry me
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Katrina shrugged her shoulders when she was told to be prepared to be asked if she had ever seen the Jersey Devil. She hasn‘t seen the mythical creature, but she had seen a few hockey games with her dad. Then she waited patiently as Amber said that she deserved a little credit for smoking outdoors. She couldn‘t help but give a small smile at the exchange as it reminded her of her non blood related uncle. She hasn‘t see him in ten years, and wondered what he was up to now.

Then Amber went on to inform Rouge that she had already given her the spiel about being a telepathic, and she only blushed in embarrassment at her actions. She really has to stop speaking before she thinks. It would get her into trouble one of these days, and she wouldn‘t be able to get back out of it. She then watched as Amber leaned against the nearest rail and flicked ash out onto the ground off of the porch.

"Sorry Amber. Ah'm not going to tattle or anythin'. You never see me tellin' on Logan now do you?"

Kat‘s head whiped around so fast, she almost gave herself whiplash as she heard a very familiar name. ”Logan? You don‘t mean James Howlett, AKA Logan, do you?” She asked Rouge wondering if her godfather was indeed here. And if so, why. She needed to find out.

"Interesting power you have there sug...But Ah think you should ask one of the teachers about what it is you can do. Ah'm no expert."

She smiled back and let herself disappear for a brief moment and then turn visible once more. ”I think I was sent here for that power. Not what I can tell, but what you can‘t see…” She answered, but understood what was said to her.

"And as for mah power...Ah'm kinda touchy about it. So if Ah seem a little stand-offish, you'll understand. ... Amber do you want to show Katrina around or should Ah?"

Kat could only nod in understanding, but she really didn‘t. Amber didn‘t seem to be touchy about her power, and she wondered why Rouge did… Then Rouge asked if Amber wanted to show her around of if she should. Kat really wanted to go to her room, get cleaned up, and rest before doing much of anything else. But of course a tour would be helpful in knowing where to go and what areas are off limits.

“Speaking…”
‘Thinking…’
”Other person talking…”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I want to fly like an eagle till I‘m free
Fly through the revolution

TIME :: Afternoon
TAG :: Amber, Rouge, open
WORDS :: 413
NOTES :: Not this time around…
STATUS :: Done
CREDIT :: LYCAN!!

[gambler]

Amber simply shrugged at Rogue's question, "no. I can give you that much credit, Rogue." After one final drag, she held the smoldering cigarette between her index and thumb. Then, with a little help from her kinetic manipulation, she flicked it into the air. With a pop it fell to the ground in ashes and she grinned, then winked at Katrina, "Luckily for me, it's rare that I leave traces of smoking around. I don't think Logan can say the same, though you can royally smell his cigars from halfway across the mansion."

Stretching her arms above her head, she stood up straight and looked between Rogue and Katrina for a moment. "Just don't get in skin contact with Rogue and you should be alright. As for showing her around? I think I'll pass for now. I'm starving and need to locate some food before my stomach eats itself. So, you go right on ahead and do it. I'll probably be in the kitchen if you need me, or in my room. Either or."

With that, she patted Katrina on the head, "Welcome to the school. See ya!" And, with that, she disappeared into the mansion.

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Time:[/color] Dead of night
Tag:[/color] Faith, open
Words:[/color] 196
Notes:[/color] And Amber's done for this thread.
Status:[/color] Complete
Credit:[/color] Mel!
Outfit:[/color] Click!

[Anna Marie]

Smiling a little, Rogue shook her head. Amber certainly did remind her of Logan. Looking at Katrina she smiled "Okay, guess Ah'll show you where you'll be staying." Taking one of her bags, she pointed where they were going "As ya'll can see, this is the main entrance...down the hall is the Professor's study...you'll probably get to meet him soon enough."

Walking up one of the staircases, she looked back to Katrina "All us students share the second floor as dorms. Ah believe you got here just in time to one of the lucky few to have their own rooms." Reaching an empty room in the girl's wing, she pushed it open "This is your room. The girl's bathroom is just a couple doors down that way. You should be able to clean up and shower in there. Is there anthing else you need to know?"

[Katrina Turner]

I want to fly like an eagle to the sea
Fly like an eagle let my spirit carry me
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Katrina watched as Amber did a little show with her finished cancer stick and walked away with a promise to see her later. Well, she couldn‘t help but smile at that as they had to live there. If they lived somewhere else, they wouldn‘t be able to be themselves. She wondered where Amber had to go, but instead followed Rouge inside with her other bag.

She paid attention to the tour and then when she was shown her room, she placed her bag just inside the door out of the way. She then took her other bag from Rouge, careful of the skin contact, and placed it next to its twin. She couldn‘t keep her mind off of her godfather, and smiled wide when Rouge mentioned showers and bathroom.

"... Is there anthing else you need to know?"

Kat turned to face Rouge and gave a small smile. ”Is Logan here? How is he?” She finally asked the questions that were burning in her mind. And then tilted her head as if thinking of something else. ”Oh, where is the kitchen? I hadn‘t had anything to eat since this morning…” She added with an embarrassing smile on her face.

“Speaking…”
‘Thinking…’
”Other person talking…”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I want to fly like an eagle till I‘m free
Fly through the revolution

TIME :: Afternoon
TAG :: Rouge, open
WORDS :: 199
NOTES :: Someone is worried about Logan…
STATUS :: Done
CREDIT :: LYCAN!!

[Anna Marie]

Blinking and watching Katrina's actions, Rogue smiled softly tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She knew the girl was probably tired and was about to let her settle in when she froze and heard her question about Logan.

Sighing and furrowing her eyebrows, she shook her head "Ah don't know if he's here or not. Ah haven't seen him lately." Looking back to Katrina and taking in her expression, she smiled again "He comes and goes...no one really asks him where he goes or where he's been." Looking down, she thought about when the last time she saw Logan was and sighed. That would have been when she first came home with no powers...he was disappointed in her to say the least. She hated when a person became like that but she would never say anything about it.

Listening to her second question, Rogue smiled and nodded "The kitchen's downstairs, to your right. You can't miss it."

[Katrina Turner]

I want to fly like an eagle to the sea
Fly like an eagle let my spirit carry me
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Katrina smiled hauntingly as she remembered the few times that Logan had come to visit her and her parents. It was before the home invasion and attempted robbery. So naturally, unless her parents had kept in touch, he wouldn‘t know that she was a freak. To be honest, she had no idea that her godfather was here. When she heard his name, it was a bit of a shock to her. She needed to find him, and let him know what had happened to her.

"Ah don't know if he's here or not. Ah haven't seen him lately. ... He comes and goes...no one really asks him where he goes or where he's been."

She looked over to Rouge and nodded her head in response to the first part of her statement. She could relate as it had been about four and a half years since she last saw her uncle. ”Yeah, that sounds like Logan. Always wanting to take care of things himself, especially if he needs to think. Perhaps that was one of the reason my parents didn‘t want him around too much…” She replied with a small smile. She remembered that when he did visit her, he didn‘t stay the night before leaving.

"The kitchen's downstairs, to your right. You can't miss it."

Katrina smiled bigger again. ”I‘ll just follow my nose.” She replied with a small giggle. She couldn‘t actually believed she ripped off Toucan Sam from the Froot Loops cereal. As a result, she blushed nearly bright red and turned away from Rouge in order to hide her embarrassment. ’Great. I‘m being an idiot during a first impression. Stupid… Stupid… Stupid…’ She berated herself and stopped just short of banging her against the nearest wall.

“Speaking…”
‘Thinking…’
”Other person talking…”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I want to fly like an eagle till I‘m free
Fly through the revolution

TIME :: Afternoon
TAG :: Rouge, open
WORDS :: 290
NOTES :: *shakes head*
STATUS :: Done
CREDIT :: LYCAN!!

[Anna Marie]

Blinking and hearing her talk about Logan, Rogue tilte her head curiously "How exactly do you know Logan again? Ah mean, if you don't mind mah askin'..." Rogue had known Logan these last few years but never once did he mention if he had any kids or anything. Shaking her head, she smiled "Sorry for mah pryin' Ah'm just curious."

Folding her arms over her chest and studying Kat, she smiled a again as she heard her comment about finding the kitchen on her own and hid a laugh seeing her blushing. Reaching out and touching her shoulder, Rogue shook her head "Hey, take it easy. You're new here...you're nervous...it happens...Ah understand."

Turning to walk down the hall she smiled a little "If you need anything, just give a holler and Ah'll try to help you out if Ah can."