"Don't worry, I'm fine. Get used to things like that, I get so many injuries like that while fighting. I was partially beheaded once. Oh I also have Ice powers I awakened recently." He froze his wrist so his hand wouldn't come off while it was healing.

That was what Phoebe was worried about as well. Her mother. Her mother was a wild card that she couldn't easily read. "I know. But I won't let her hurt you. Don't worry. It will be good. And I think if she knows nicholas likes you, then she might be more at ease. So...you should make a good impression on my bother"

Ryan nodded his head and looked over at her. "Any tips on that front. That guy werids me out honestly. Dude is really odd. But if it means your mother won't murder me then I'll be friendly with him. Could use some pointers honestly." He said softly still eating. He grinned over at flood.

"I'll try..." Makoto said, referring to Flood. "Would she really try to kill you?" She asked as much to Phoebe as to Ryan about facing her mother. Who was she? Makoto's mind began to dance with how her parents would have reacted if she got engaged. It hurt to think so, her parents would mean well... but would they have been able to show it? Makoto leaned back to sit in a neutral position in the chair. She didn't want to think about what was right now. Again, her heart felt both like it was being crushed and like it wasn't in her chest at all.

Jack was running as fast as he could. He was in his own world right now.He had to keep running and keep going. He saw Estella and kept running. "Well we are in the same spot. What do we need to talk about?" He said as he ran.

"Well, yesterday. And probably the future." She figeteted a bit and ran her hands through her hair with frustration. "I remember saying that to you before. I remember a lot of things where you are there and I don't know why."

Phoebe looked over to Makoto and said, "Its kinda a long story. My mother is pamela Isley, probably more commonly known as Poison Ivy. Nicholas and I share her as a mother. Um. I actually left the school for a little while, some time ago. Ryan wanted to come with me. My mother discouraged that" She said, looking to Ryan once more. "Nick is...well, he is odd. But he's nice, and sweet, in an odd way. Just...be yourself"

"Nick is one of the few people who tolerated me right off the bat. It probably had to do with our mutual love of psychology." Flood added with a nostalgic smile. "I have a mask that can show you your deepest fears. It's in my jacket pocket actually." He took out the blank white mask and put it on. "I'm still working on it, but I could probably give someone a heart attack with this. If I wanted to."

"Because why not Kat?" Lee asked drawing out her name in the same manner. "I do not prefer interacting with large groups at once. Its too much noise and confusion. Something I do not enjoy dealing with." He said. "Besides...your not the same as the others are you? No...I can see it in your eyes. You seem to get a thrill out of trouble don't you? You don't directly cause it though, after all if you did you would not be sitting by yourself. No you prefer it when something curious comes to you. Then like a fire with wood thrown on it, you watch as your work increases the flames." Lee said enjoying the conversation he was having with this young woman "Its not anarchy you enjoy to cause. No its more...mischievous I think. After all that's what you are trying to do now isn't it? Lure me in by drawing ever so gently closer with that sweet smile on your face. Your wanting to see how I will react to such action." Lee concluded with a small chuckle. "Im an avid reader myself. Though instead of books I prefer reading people. I can tell beneath that pretty face and that sweet smile is someone who is different from everyone else here and doesn't deny it one moment. You are someone that enjoys living by your own code and not another's. You do not follow others morals nor do you condemn them for their beliefs. You are a very unique shade of gray." Lee said not breaking eye contact with her own eyes. "You are a very interesting read." He concluded.

She didn't flinch at his deft report, but her mind was whirring far quicker than before. He recognised her - or her father. As true to her as they were, his words were vague enough they could apply to him also. They looked alike, she knew as much and he'd seen the book which was another huge indicator. She wasn't hiding either; it was entirely possible she threw on something Asgardian this morning, hair rings or jewelry, but enough that she might has well written it across her face for anyone who cared to see. Gods, this place was dulling her. Then again, maybe she was over thinking it. She was bored and recent events had only made her realise as such; one might think it would be enough to sate her for now but it had only made her miss the world she had left behind even more. Who was to say that need wasn't radiating off her, hanging in the air about her as an almost physical presence. Stranger things had happened. But for now she couldn't know the truth, now was the time to walk between the two. She gave a light laugh, looking away for a moment as she straightened up. "You got me but can you really blame a girl for trying? The monotony around here, it's mind-numbing. Yet everyone seems content to drift along." She gave a small shrug and tore off a small piece of bread and popped it in her mouth. "Don't ever call me grey though."

"I don't intend too. I rather like the name Kat actually." Lee responded back with a small mischievous smile. "Though I have to agree the atmosphere of this entire place is as you say mind-numbing. It may as well be a prison instead of a school." Lee said with a bored sigh looking around the cafeteria as the various peer groups converse with one another. "Instead of drifting along with the current. Would you instead like to make a few ripples?" He suggested the grin forming back on his face as he watched her continue to eat before taking another bite out of his apple and swallowing. "Its just something to muse over." Lee said with a shrug. "If this routine truly bores you I may be able to help break it. I can start the fire...but will you throw the wood and gas onto it?" he asked with a small smile

Poison Ivy... Makoto realized that she was going to really work on catching up on some old time hero/villain news. With a name like that, It was no wonder Phoebe had controlling vines as her power. Phoebe's description of the situation, though brief, seemed rather heated. Makoto decided that she wouldn't touch the subject anymore. It sounded both personal and sensitive. Makoto turned to look at Flood as he spoke about the mask. She turned away by the time he brought it to his face. "That is both an amazing weapon and making me uncomfortable." She said to Flood. She didn't even want to know what her deepest fear was. There were lots of things she feared and in her current emotional state, she didn't think there was much she could handle. The events of yesterday ever gnawed on her. "Maybe save that for a real fight?" She suggested. Makoto wanted to offer her assistance to Phoebe and Ryan but with it being about their engagement and all... it seemed like something she should leave to them to sort out.

"I don't intend too. I rather like the name Kat actually." Lee responded back with a small mischievous smile. "Though I have to agree the atmosphere of this entire place is as you say mind-numbing. It may as well be a prison instead of a school." Lee said with a bored sigh looking around the cafeteria as the various peer groups converse with one another. "Instead of drifting along with the current. Would you instead like to make a few ripples?" He suggested the grin forming back on his face as he watched her continue to eat before taking another bite out of his apple and swallowing. "Its just something to muse over." Lee said with a shrug. "If this routine truly bores you I may be able to help break it. I can start the fire...but will you throw the wood and gas onto it?" he asked with a small smile

They certainly weren't following the usual script. 'Who are your parents? What are your powers?' Change could be refreshing, change could be dangerous. He was just a cock-sure teenager with something to prove. Then again it could be too much of a coincidence, the stranger who seemed to already know so much. She listened to his proposal showing no obvious signs of interest or disinterest, tearing the bread to pieces as she ate. Kat wasn't here to make friends, but she wasn't here to make enemies either. Clean hands, that's what's important. She was quiet only for a moment, before she turned to look at him again. "You're the one who claims to be so great at reading people. Are you willing to test it? Throw me something curious and find out." She said with a smirk. "But remember, boys who play with fire get their fingers burnt." It wasn't a threat, that much was clear, maybe a warning was is more apt.

Poison Ivy... Makoto realized that she was going to really work on catching up on some old time hero/villain news. With a name like that, It was no wonder Phoebe had controlling vines as her power. Phoebe's description of the situation, though brief, seemed rather heated. Makoto decided that she wouldn't touch the subject anymore. It sounded both personal and sensitive. Makoto turned to look at Flood as he spoke about the mask. She turned away by the time he brought it to his face. "That is both an amazing weapon and making me uncomfortable." She said to Flood. She didn't even want to know what her deepest fear was. There were lots of things she feared and in her current emotional state, she didn't think there was much she could handle. The events of yesterday ever gnawed on her. "Maybe save that for a real fight?" She suggested. Makoto wanted to offer her assistance to Phoebe and Ryan but with it being about their engagement and all... it seemed like something she should leave to them to sort out.

"Don't worry it's not on." He took off the mask and showed her the inside. There was a tinny button inside along with several switches and knobs.

Nicholas stared at her for a few seconds before a grin came onto his face,"Am I really that easy to read?" He asked her sitting down beside the machine she would be using."Mhm then...No i do not know if I should..." Nicholas thought to himself his eyes close for a moment thinking of what to say next but couldn't find the right thin to say,He thought back to what his mother said to him."Maybe later" He said now opening his eyes that glimmered in the light. "But first we need to work on your muscles..." Nicholas said now rather cheerfully to her.

"You're easy for me to read, but probably not for others. I've spent my lifetime learning to discern people's emotions before I get close enough to feel them." She looked at the machine, and was curious about the expression on Nicholas' face. Was he tearing up? She wouldn't force him, though. "Okay, how do I use this?"

Sometimes Connor missed being home, seeing his parents every day. He sometimes wondered what it would of been like if he hadn't come here. And that thought scared him. Because he could picture it, so easily. Going to college, just floating along, No matter what, hhe would be thankful he came here. He watched his mother for a few moments, food forgotten. And he couldn't help but smile as his father came on screen, sneaking up on his mother, who laughed or he imagined so. He switched the phone off, He looked around, and within seconds saw Kijani. Was she eating pancakes? He had never seen her eat pancakes. She didn't even seem to be aware of them. He rose, winding through the tables, and people to her. He knew something was up, but didn't know what.

Kijani didn't know how long Connor had been near her. She'd been shoveling in pancakes without even tasting them, her mind spinning in circles about her plan, the plan she really didn't want to make. But if she was going to take her power back, she had to do it herself. She was going to protect the people she cared for, no matter what she had to do. "Morning." She smiled at him, forcing her lips upward. "You look happy."

They certainly weren't following the usual script. 'Who are your parents? What are your powers?' Change could be refreshing, change could be dangerous. He was just a cock-sure teenager with something to prove. Then again it could be too muence, the stranger who seemed to already know so much. She listened to his proposal showing no obvious signs of interest or disinterest, tearing the bread to pieces as she ate. Kat wasn't here to make friends, but she wasn't here to make enemies either. Clean hands, that's what's important. She was quiet only for a moment, before she turned to look at him again. "You're the one who claims to be so great at reading people. Are you willing to test it? Throw me something curious and find out." She said with a smirk. "But remember, boys who play with fire get their fingers burnt." It wasn't a threat, that much was clear, maybe a warning was is more apt.

"You will always be singed when playing with fire. A boy cries and pout. A man will laugh it off." Lee said leaning forward "Now that I have you lured in. Let's see how you react to a bit of curiosity." Lee said saying a quick prayer to his late mentor with what he was about to do in his head. "Let the game begin Kat." and before Kat could respond he quickly pressed his lips against hers. The action was sudden and quick. Kat had wanted to lure the young thief in with her actions. Instead he made sure to take use of his greatest assest. The element of surprise. Then within a few seconds that felt longer than they should have he disconnected from her. "Good luck." Lee whispered before getting up. Of course she may do nothing just to spite him and prove he wasnt curious enough Then again maybe her book he swiped while they were lip locked would. Standing at the door to the cafeteria, Lee smiled holding up said piece of arcane literature and gave a small bkw before quickly dashing out the door. "OK I have about ten seconds before she comes through here and destroy me. " Lee said quickly tucking the book in his jacket and pulling his hood over his head as he dashed througg the halls. Reaching onto his back Lee removed his staff which extended into its full position. "Let the party start" he said

Nicholas stared at her for a few seconds before a grin came onto his face,"Am I really that easy to read?" He asked her sitting down beside the machine she would be using."Mhm then...No i do not know if I should..." Nicholas thought to himself his eyes close for a moment thinking of what to say next but couldn't find the right thin to say,He thought back to what his mother said to him."Maybe later" He said now opening his eyes that glimmered in the light. "But first we need to work on your muscles..." Nicholas said now rather cheerfully to her.

"You're easy for me to read, but probably not for others. I've spent my lifetime learning to discern people's emotions before I get close enough to feel them." She looked at the machine, and was curious about the expression on Nicholas' face. Was he tearing up? She wouldn't force him, though. "Okay, how do I use this?"

Sometimes Connor missed being home, seeing his parents every day. He sometimes wondered what it would of been like if he hadn't come here. And that thought scared him. Because he could picture it, so easily. Going to college, just floating along, No matter what, hhe would be thankful he came here. He watched his mother for a few moments, food forgotten. And he couldn't help but smile as his father came on screen, sneaking up on his mother, who laughed or he imagined so. He switched the phone off, He looked around, and within seconds saw Kijani. Was she eating pancakes? He had never seen her eat pancakes. She didn't even seem to be aware of them. He rose, winding through the tables, and people to her. He knew something was up, but didn't know what.

Kijani didn't know how long Connor had been near her. She'd been shoveling in pancakes without even tasting them, her mind spinning in circles about her plan, the plan she really didn't want to make. But if she was going to take her power back, she had to do it herself. She was going to protect the people she cared for, no matter what she had to do. "Morning." She smiled at him, forcing her lips upward. "You look happy."

"Well first you have to get on it hold into the bars with your hands and move only your upper body so the spring can bring you up to work on your stomach,Oh and I forgot to rest your legs here" Nicholas said now in his monotone voice touching the leg rest of the machine. Although he thought her stomach was magnificent and wished he could tell her other wise but a doubt in his head said that it could help her in crime fighting and he wanted to help her as much as he could.

Phoebe watched as Flood took out his mask, putting it on. While she was sure he wouldn't aim at dong anything over Breakfast, you could never be sure with Flood. "How did you make it work?" She asked, "Everyone experiences fear differently, right?" "And you don't" Connor replied, sitting down. "You seem worried. Stressed, but that isn't anything new with you. And I can practically hear the cogs working in your mind." he said softly

"Well first you have to get on it hold into the bars with your hands and move only your upper body so the spring can bring you up to work on your stomach,Oh and I forgot to rest your legs here" Nicholas said now in his monotone voice touching the leg rest of the machine. Although he thought her stomach was magnificent and wished he could tell her other wise but a doubt in his head said that it could help her in crime fighting and he wanted to help her as much as he could.

Devika did as she was instructed, and groaned in pain as she tried it out. "Oww! Oh, holy crap..." She winced and held her abdomen. "Man, is it supposed to hurt like that?" She poked her soft stomach with a fingertip.

"And you don't" Connor replied, sitting down. "You seem worried. Stressed, but that isn't anything new with you. And I can practically hear the cogs working in your mind." he said softly

Kijani knew he was reading her eyes, and so she turned them to her food. How the heck had she made it through almost all of those pancakes? "Is there a question, Connor?" She snatched up her phone, but before she turned it on, she caught sight of her reflection on the screen. Her hair was half-escaped of it's ponytail, and she'd managed to miss a button on her shirt. The shirt was yesterday's shirt... Was she really losing her mind to walk around in public looking like a slob? "I'm stressed and I'm thinking." She lifted her shoulders in a weak shrug. "That's kind of a usual mode for me."

"Unfortunately it is like they say no pain no gain...but perhaps just go slowly at your own pace so not to hurt yourself further..." Nicholas said deadpan watching her closely. "Damn she is so sexy..." The thought coming to his head but ignored it by chuckling on how dumb it was since she was no into him.

The kiss made her feel nothing - maybe that was sad but it was definitely a thought for another time - but it definitely worked as a distraction. She didn't have to wait for his flaunting to notice what had happened, the glaring blankness of the table was immediately evident to her. Kat looked up to the doorway as he disappeared and had to decide then and there what to do. If she was another girl she would go straight to an authority figure; the case was damning when spun the right way which would be easy enough. But she was not another girl and the weak, vulnerable act wouldn't work around here. Instead she stood and walked - not run - out and into the halls. Unfortunately for Lee she had been in attendance for far longer than she liked, she knew the building inside and out. Seeing the way he ran off Kat ducked in the opposite direction, expertly navigating her way around. She briefly considered meeting him with fire but the set-up would be no where near the payoff; that was just the dramatic flair that would get her killed one day. She walked out in time to see Lee turn the corner and stood her ground, blocking his way as those who were around quickly scuttled away. "That was a neat trick but it won't work twice. Seems a shame to waste it on a book you can't read." One look at him now showed the contents of the book were secondary to its worth. She noted his staff but drew no weapon of her own, it would only reveal a power of hers anyway which she would forestall for as long as possible. Keep your hands clean. "Give it back, or we start playing the game by my rules. And here I was thinking we were on the same team..." As she stood tall before him she considered the many responses and briefly wondered whose word would be believed: the thief or the deceiver.

Connor sighed. "It's more then that, Kijani. You look as though you just shoved whatever you could on. Which isn't like you" he said. "it's more then that, but I'm not going to push" He said, giving a shrug himself. "The satellite hacking works. I tested it, with m mother." He said easily, "I'm going to try it out later, see if I can find Magneto" His tone was conversational.