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[center][h1][color=0054a6]Amni Clayteer[/color][/h1]
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[color=0054a6]“Location:[/color] Home to X-Men Mansion
[color=0054a6]Time:[/color] 7:35 a.m.  
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[color=0054a6]“A place so crowded…you would think somebody would answer the door.”[/color] Amni huffed, a bit as he knocked once more waiting five more minutes. About a half hour passed since his first knocked arrival to the door. His brows furrowed and he nodded his head. He hated just walking into people’s places especially places he was not familiar with. Checking if the door was unlocked as it opened and he stepped into the mansion. Amni peaked his head in and glanced around quickly the entrance room was empty and it did not even sound like one person was walking in the halls at the moment. [color=0054a6]“This place does not have good security does it?”[/color] Questioning himself as he stepped in fully and shut the door behind himself. Amni kind of felt slightly awkward just standing there. Maybe Professor X called a meeting and just called Amni to tag along in it. 

Knowing Professor X wanted Amni to come and talk about the MRA and figure things out. Everyone that had powers would be considered endanger if this legislation passed in the MRA’s favor. Most did not want the bill unless they were on the line of question or behind it safe because of paid money. Just as the government and politics work. Only a few are purely safe when it comes to situations but they are not always safe for long. They can avoid being trapped and caged like animals but something will always come up and wrap a rope around their neck and drag them to the pound. [color=0054a6]“Hello! Is anyone here!?”[/color] Amni called out as he took a few steps on the floor which his dark dress shoes lightly tapped upon. Shifting his body he rubbed the back of his neck as he glanced down the hallways. Choosing the left one to, go down. 
Instead of just waiting there for somebody to come and drag him to where he thought he needed to be. Amni started to adventure around staying cautious and on his feet. Keeping his eyes moving place to place, everything that moved his eyes darted to he felt like he walked into some type of trap. 

Amni’s dominant hand was raised as the fingers twitched slightly as if he was counting one, two, three, four, five… and he seemed to be in thought. He was trying to remember how Professor X looked. He mainly only could sum up the thoughts of him being in a wheel chair, older and no hair. [color=0054a6]“Professor X where are you?”[/color] Amni whispered as he kept observing everything. Coming down a hallway with windows he stopped and looked out noticing a little crowd of people in a garden area. 
[color=0054a6]“They probably would know where Professor X is…hopefully.”[/color] Amni sighed and found his way down the hallway and into the garden. Walking out onto the grass as, he watched all of them. Feeling like an outsider pretty much. [color=0054a6]“Hey! Do any of you know where Professor X is?”[/color] Amni raised his voice a little for he was far away but quieted the closer he got. His tone was stern and calm. Amni was trying to come off opened and communicative but he knew he sometimes had difficulty talking to people in situations as this one. But, he seemed pretty comfortable at the moment.