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Christopher Harris

Christopher looked up at the man who looked a smidgen too new-wave earth-squad for his personal tastes - but he did well to cover up his uncomfortableness with the situation. He might not be used to it, but he would be dammed if he used that to justify thinking lesser of the man. This is a new place... he was sure there were some people here who would have something in common with him. It was all good an well that everyone was either a mutant or mutant sympathiser - but that helped little to forge any sense of lingering kinship. But friends were a secondary prospect anyway - Powers. Out of control. School. Admission. Living arrangements. He took a deep breath. When he spoke, it was in a clear, but blatantly false confidence - that seemed more practiced than earnest.

"Greetings, I am Christopher Harris. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. My lawyers have been in contact with the Administration earlier and I am to transfer here duly. As it is, I am slightly unsure as to procedure as I hardly have any sort of precedent to draw upon. Could you perhaps direct me to the nearest member of the administrative personnel - or any other form of authoritative staff through whom I would be able to gain some clarity." While he looked at the man, it was clear that he kept his eyes just off from his eyes.