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xp_logsNick is given a tour of his new school by everyone's favorite gym teacher.
The newest entrant to the mansion sat in one of the side classrooms of Xavier's school, his scrawny body easily fitting into one of the chairs behind a desk near the back of the room. Nicholas Gleason let his knee slowly bob up and down, his nerves getting the best of him as he still looked around in shock at the staggeringly extravagant room that would eventually be part of his school. He forced his eyes closed and let himself take in a deep breath to try his best to control himself. As he opened his eyes, he looked down at the paper in front of him with the name of his roommate “Johnny Gallo” staring him directly in the face. But what interested him more at the current time was the name of the individual assigned to show him around the mansion “Marie D’Ancato”. Nick could do nothing more than sit and wait for the staff member to come for him.
He didn't have to wait long for a soft knock on the door. When the new resident opened the door, Marie smiled and extended a gloved hand. "You must be Nick. Ah'm Marie, one of the staff here. The prof said you asked for someone to show you around and answer questions, so here Ah am." Part of her wondered what she was really doing there or why she'd been asked her to do this. Probably to force her to be more social and try to reconnect her with the student base.
Nick forced a smile as he reached out and shook the hand in front of him. "I'm Nicholas Gleason." Nick's nerves slowly began to calm down slightly. Maybe it was the woman's accent or her cheery attitude, but he let his guard down slightly as he stepped back still looking around the classroom, he couldn't help put let his jaw drop slightly. "So, first question, are you sure this is a school?"
"We get that a lot," Marie said as she turned to head down the hallway. "And Ah remembering wondering the same thing when Ah got here." The Southerner swallowed hard before continuing. "My answer would be that it's more than a school. Sure, you'll learn everything here you would've back home and then some. But you'll also learn who to use...or at least manage your abilities. And you'll be surrounded by people who really understand what you're going through."
"Speaking of which is it, you know, safe outside of here?" Nick shifted his weight slightly, pushing his hands into his pockets as had become custom when he got nervous. "I mean, I know Dr. Essex said it was perfectly find inside the school, but walking outside with a big badge that says, 'Hey, I'm a mutant' seems a little weird to me." His personal fears were still fresh in his mind, he had to check.
The Southern girl's expression became suddenly fixed as she heard who had helped the new student make his way to Xavier's. Careful not to let her expression change, she focused on his question, while making a mental note to talk to one of the team leaders about Essex's involvement in the kid's life.
"Outside of where? The Institute?" Marie thought carefully before answering. "It depends. Ah'm not gonna try to lie to ya, and you'll soon hear all the stories from the kids anyways. Sometimes things go wrong. But where else would you also have a bunch of folks dedicated to saving you when things do go bad?"
"That's true." Nick forced his hands deep into his pockets again as his eye line quickly fell to the ground and his shuffling feet. Taking in a large gulp of air he turned towards the faculty member, eager to try and take the focus off himself slightly. "So what about you, what brought you here?" It was both a question to get the focus off of himself as well as a question that Gleason was genuinely interested in hearing the answer to.
Marie's smile turned wry. "Ah'll try and give you the short story. My power...it's one that you learn to manage, not control," she punctuated her words by wiggling her gloved fingers. "When Ah directly touch other people's skin with mine, Ah absorb their life force and any abilities they have. After Ah manifested, Ah was scared and ran away. Folks from the school found me and brought me here, but Ah was used to running, and left again. Then Ah got taken by someone who wanted to use my powers to hurt people and the X-Men rescued me. Ah've been here on and off ever since. And now that you probably no more about me than you wanted ta, what about you?"
"Well ever since I was a little kid, whenever I get upset I turn into a werewolf." Nick couldn't help but laugh. "Kinda funny to think about me with fangs and claws." The smile quickly left his face as he continued on. "But about a month ago, some people found out about my secret. They torched my house, killing my parents in the process, and leaving me and my sister to fend for ourselves. After I made sure she was ok, I did a few things that I'm not proud of..." He let himself pause to take in a large gulp of air. "After that Dr. Essex found me in the hospital, and made arrangements for me to come here. Kind of a last ditch effort thing." Nick forced himself to drag his eyes up from the ground and meet Marie's. "I guess we're the king and queen of T.M.I. today, huh?" He tried to force a smile, but only a half smirk settled in before his eyes slammed back down towards the floor as they continued through the mansion.
"It happens around here more than you would think. Unfortunately, most folks here don't have too pleasant a story about their manifestation. Then again, there are a few that had, well, nice and happy ones. You should make sure to talk to them, to know what it should be like," Marie said.
Nick forced another smile across his face. "Yeah, I could deal with getting away from misery for a little while." Before he could allow himself to ruminate, Gleason again decides that it may be best to just move on to the next subject as soon as possible. "So what's the whole living situation like here? Do we each get a bed, or do they shove the new guy outside to sleep in the gardener's shack?"
"Thought you already had a chance to check out your room," Marie said as the pair finally reached their first destination. "Everyone definitely has their own bed. Sometimes you might share a room, just depends on how many kids we've got at the time. You may also have noticed there was a small kitchen in the suite itself. This," she said with a hand gesture, "is the other option you've got, with a fully stocked fridge and lots of options. And if you don't like to cook, there's generally someone who does who'd be happy to share. If you have any specific nutrition issues, you just need to talk to Dr. Grey for an eval."
"I'll have to take a few of those cooking lessons." Nick raised an eyebrow as he began to look up and down the full spread of the kitchen. "I don't think that Easy Mac is the best option for a fully nutritional breakfast, lunch, and dinner for the next few years. And I don't think that addiction to 7-11 Slurpees is a dietary restriction, so I'm set on that end."
After Marie had shown Nick the kitchen essentials, the pair continued their tour of the mansion, with Marie showing Nick rooms used for classes, offices, and ending up outside by the lake. "So that's the 2 cent tour. Any questions you didn't get answered?"
"So do the stares at the boy brought in by the 'mad scientist' stop any time soon." Nick's smile quickly faded as he caught onto Marie's eye line. "No, I think I'm good. But thank you for all of this. I know it probably isn't the most excited thing in the world." With a quick laugh he leaned in towards the faculty member. "I think gym just became one of my favorite classes."
Taking an unconscious step back, Marie laughed a little. "Don't worry. Next thing you know, you'll be giving the new kid the tour, reassuring them that no one actually stares because they try to tell you they've seen it all before."
The newest entrant to the mansion sat in one of the side classrooms of Xavier's school, his scrawny body easily fitting into one of the chairs behind a desk near the back of the room. Nicholas Gleason let his knee slowly bob up and down, his nerves getting the best of him as he still looked around in shock at the staggeringly extravagant room that would eventually be part of his school. He forced his eyes closed and let himself take in a deep breath to try his best to control himself. As he opened his eyes, he looked down at the paper in front of him with the name of his roommate “Johnny Gallo” staring him directly in the face. But what interested him more at the current time was the name of the individual assigned to show him around the mansion “Marie D’Ancato”. Nick could do nothing more than sit and wait for the staff member to come for him.
He didn't have to wait long for a soft knock on the door. When the new resident opened the door, Marie smiled and extended a gloved hand. "You must be Nick. Ah'm Marie, one of the staff here. The prof said you asked for someone to show you around and answer questions, so here Ah am." Part of her wondered what she was really doing there or why she'd been asked her to do this. Probably to force her to be more social and try to reconnect her with the student base.
Nick forced a smile as he reached out and shook the hand in front of him. "I'm Nicholas Gleason." Nick's nerves slowly began to calm down slightly. Maybe it was the woman's accent or her cheery attitude, but he let his guard down slightly as he stepped back still looking around the classroom, he couldn't help put let his jaw drop slightly. "So, first question, are you sure this is a school?"
"We get that a lot," Marie said as she turned to head down the hallway. "And Ah remembering wondering the same thing when Ah got here." The Southerner swallowed hard before continuing. "My answer would be that it's more than a school. Sure, you'll learn everything here you would've back home and then some. But you'll also learn who to use...or at least manage your abilities. And you'll be surrounded by people who really understand what you're going through."
"Speaking of which is it, you know, safe outside of here?" Nick shifted his weight slightly, pushing his hands into his pockets as had become custom when he got nervous. "I mean, I know Dr. Essex said it was perfectly find inside the school, but walking outside with a big badge that says, 'Hey, I'm a mutant' seems a little weird to me." His personal fears were still fresh in his mind, he had to check.
The Southern girl's expression became suddenly fixed as she heard who had helped the new student make his way to Xavier's. Careful not to let her expression change, she focused on his question, while making a mental note to talk to one of the team leaders about Essex's involvement in the kid's life.
"Outside of where? The Institute?" Marie thought carefully before answering. "It depends. Ah'm not gonna try to lie to ya, and you'll soon hear all the stories from the kids anyways. Sometimes things go wrong. But where else would you also have a bunch of folks dedicated to saving you when things do go bad?"
"That's true." Nick forced his hands deep into his pockets again as his eye line quickly fell to the ground and his shuffling feet. Taking in a large gulp of air he turned towards the faculty member, eager to try and take the focus off himself slightly. "So what about you, what brought you here?" It was both a question to get the focus off of himself as well as a question that Gleason was genuinely interested in hearing the answer to.
Marie's smile turned wry. "Ah'll try and give you the short story. My power...it's one that you learn to manage, not control," she punctuated her words by wiggling her gloved fingers. "When Ah directly touch other people's skin with mine, Ah absorb their life force and any abilities they have. After Ah manifested, Ah was scared and ran away. Folks from the school found me and brought me here, but Ah was used to running, and left again. Then Ah got taken by someone who wanted to use my powers to hurt people and the X-Men rescued me. Ah've been here on and off ever since. And now that you probably no more about me than you wanted ta, what about you?"
"Well ever since I was a little kid, whenever I get upset I turn into a werewolf." Nick couldn't help but laugh. "Kinda funny to think about me with fangs and claws." The smile quickly left his face as he continued on. "But about a month ago, some people found out about my secret. They torched my house, killing my parents in the process, and leaving me and my sister to fend for ourselves. After I made sure she was ok, I did a few things that I'm not proud of..." He let himself pause to take in a large gulp of air. "After that Dr. Essex found me in the hospital, and made arrangements for me to come here. Kind of a last ditch effort thing." Nick forced himself to drag his eyes up from the ground and meet Marie's. "I guess we're the king and queen of T.M.I. today, huh?" He tried to force a smile, but only a half smirk settled in before his eyes slammed back down towards the floor as they continued through the mansion.
"It happens around here more than you would think. Unfortunately, most folks here don't have too pleasant a story about their manifestation. Then again, there are a few that had, well, nice and happy ones. You should make sure to talk to them, to know what it should be like," Marie said.
Nick forced another smile across his face. "Yeah, I could deal with getting away from misery for a little while." Before he could allow himself to ruminate, Gleason again decides that it may be best to just move on to the next subject as soon as possible. "So what's the whole living situation like here? Do we each get a bed, or do they shove the new guy outside to sleep in the gardener's shack?"
"Thought you already had a chance to check out your room," Marie said as the pair finally reached their first destination. "Everyone definitely has their own bed. Sometimes you might share a room, just depends on how many kids we've got at the time. You may also have noticed there was a small kitchen in the suite itself. This," she said with a hand gesture, "is the other option you've got, with a fully stocked fridge and lots of options. And if you don't like to cook, there's generally someone who does who'd be happy to share. If you have any specific nutrition issues, you just need to talk to Dr. Grey for an eval."
"I'll have to take a few of those cooking lessons." Nick raised an eyebrow as he began to look up and down the full spread of the kitchen. "I don't think that Easy Mac is the best option for a fully nutritional breakfast, lunch, and dinner for the next few years. And I don't think that addiction to 7-11 Slurpees is a dietary restriction, so I'm set on that end."
After Marie had shown Nick the kitchen essentials, the pair continued their tour of the mansion, with Marie showing Nick rooms used for classes, offices, and ending up outside by the lake. "So that's the 2 cent tour. Any questions you didn't get answered?"
"So do the stares at the boy brought in by the 'mad scientist' stop any time soon." Nick's smile quickly faded as he caught onto Marie's eye line. "No, I think I'm good. But thank you for all of this. I know it probably isn't the most excited thing in the world." With a quick laugh he leaned in towards the faculty member. "I think gym just became one of my favorite classes."
Taking an unconscious step back, Marie laughed a little. "Don't worry. Next thing you know, you'll be giving the new kid the tour, reassuring them that no one actually stares because they try to tell you they've seen it all before."
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