Almalthia

X-Men: The New Era - Avalon Rising

Kaylee Everose

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The sensation of floating was the first sensation that was discernible to Kaylee. She had the ability to cross the city or farther if she wanted to travel by the Astral Plane. She had read a book series once that involved one of the main characters traveling in dreams much the same way. Funny how she didn’t remember the series or the name of the character. No matter it would come to her later.

Names of characters in a series were not important at the moment. Simply finding the lost sheep was the ultimate goal. Rolling her neck Kaylee let her head lift on a breath that whistled in through her nose in a rush. The back of her mind registered the scents of heat. Enclosed spaces and heat. The sharp scent of hot plastic that could only be solved by rolling the windows down or freezing herself to death. She opted to roll down the windows.

Quickly the sharp scent dissipated and Kaylee noted that she would have to leave the windows cracked more so that she wasn’t greeted by the smell each time. Focusing as she exhaled she let her consciousness go.

Rising on the wave of alternating color like a psychedelic rainbow Kaylee cast herself into the Astral Plane. She’d always found it disconcerting watching her rise to the higher plane. It was different every time which was one reason that she normally shut this part out. Distantly she felt herself turn on the car and the strains of a sultry voice and she was translating the French in her head. The song reminded her of Cole.

Shaking off the thoughts that threatened to bring her out of the Astral Kaylee focused on any lingering traces of colors. Sifting through the miasma that sparkled and swirled she quickly found the trail that two different signatures left going off campus. Damnit. Couldn’t stay on campus and go to your room could you? I should have made you stay with me. I really should have looked at those envelopes before I gave them to you. Damnit Aya.

Following the shifting faint trails Kaylee let her Astral self drift to the mall. Smirking as she spotted her quarry she observed Aya and Charles shopping. Bonding. Perhaps not such a waste. Glancing around Kaylee made a mental note of where the couple were at and reached out to Charles and rolled a little of her color into a ball about the size of a penny. She flattened it and slipped it in his pocket. Astral Marking was a handy little trick that would stay with the boy so that she could concentrate on driving.

She blinked and came back to herself in the car.The sad hopeful notes seeming to hang in the air as Kaylee pushed on a pair of sunglasses on her face. Shaking off the prophetic feeling and frowning as she started up the car and turned toward the mall that she had tracked Charles and Aya to.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~ 15 minutes later ~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Kaylee stood up as she looked around at the parking lot of the mall and sliding to the side she shut her car door. The swish of her high waisted white wide legged slacks lost in the flutter of the hot breeze that came off the pavement. Kaylee’s mouth twisted with the irony of the fact that not many people dressed like she did anymore. If anyone. She’d stand out.

Normally she didn’t care. Rolling her eyes behind her shades Kaylee shrugged her black button down blouse that was tucked into her pants shifted slightly. Her black and white saddle Oxfords tapped across the asphalt with a low steady click.

Singular in her purpose Kaylee failed to notice the full regard she was paid. Her style might have been what some considered out of date but it was striking. Notice was paid but not returned as she felt a pull to the marker that she had placed.

Catching up to the couple and pausing to observe a little Kaylee glanced at her petite watch and shook her head. They didn’t have time to fool around now. She watched as Charles slid a multitude of bills into a wallet. Kaylee almost choked at the quick summation that she did in her head. She needed to get these two back to the Institute. Now.

Walking up to the two Kaylee laid a hand on each of the students shoulders. “The dimensions of your room have changed Ms. Germain. Mr Gannon amazingly detailed construction of your fourth period class. Please do tell me where all the other students are. I would imagine you are brilliant at dioramas. So which of you would like to go first?” Her tone was frosty and dripping with sarcasm.

X-Men: The New Era - Avalon Rising

Dr. Sena Yüksel & Uná O’Brian

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Smiling Uná nodded once. "Sounds like something my mom would say. Thank you." She looked around the room. "So what did you come here to drop off?"

Sena stepped back over to her bag and opened it slowly, shifting a few items around before retrieving a small case and placing it on the desk. “This is actually Dr. Ashford’s medication… and part of what I’m involved in developing.” She produced a metallic business card with an embossed logo that matched the case. INDIGO with the letter ‘O’ represented by a symbol. Both items were the same color as the namesake of the company while the card simply read, Dr. Sena Yüksel and a phone number. She handed it to Uná and a slight glimmer of neon light passed around the edges as it changed hands between them. “Keep that with you, it might come in handy and feel free to call me.”

Reaching out Uná took the card willingly watching the light glimmer along the edges. She studied the symbol on the card. "That is really cool. This symbol. It means something… I think. Oh I saw this symbol when we studied Egypt… I think it was in reference to their afterlife."

“Think about what we talked about and look into it,” She said with a hint of mystery in her voice and a gentle smirk as she looked back into her bag. “There is one other thing I have here that maybe you can actually help me with.” In her fingertips was a small device, similar looking to a phone or tablet, but dark and blank, clearly without power. She held it out for Uná to take, but kept her grasp briefly before the young girl could accept it and notice it was just marginally heavier than it appeared. There didn’t seem to be any receptacles for a charger, no corporate logos and each surface was the same smooth polished texture leaving no indication of a front or back. “You have some friends whose mutations relate to technology.” She said letting go of the object. “This is for my own, personal research and I need this to be unlocked. Do you think you could do that?”

Eager to please Uná accepted the device as she turned it over in her hands. "Yes. Jasper would love to get her hands on a puzzle. I'll let her have a look at it. Anything in particular you're looking for? Like how it charges or something like that?"

“Let’s just call it a little bit of…” She had to think for a moment and very innocently touched a finger to her lip as she recalled the terran expression, glancing away thoughtfully. “Corporate espionage.” She said with a sly smile. “Nothing that will get you in trouble, but if you do manage to get inside, call me and I’ll be right over.”

Uná's eyebrows shot up as she looked up from the device to Sena. "Then yeah of course. If it helps you; that helps Dean Ashford and the school, on down to helping the others and me. I'll just tell Jasper that my parents sent it and I let it die and can't remember how to find the charger. I'm good at getting people to underestimate my intelligence."

X-Men: The New Era - Avalon Rising

Uná O’Brian

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Location: Institute

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Interaction: Wednesday Sena @Pilatus

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Mentions: Nik @webboysurf

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The Cottage

“I know who you are, Una,” Sena replied cordially. Her eyes scanned from behind her glasses at the young redhead. The styling choices were almost hard to look at and the girl’s sudden embarrassment was apparent. Still, it was the closest they had been to one another in her time at the school and the augury sense of familiarity permeated. The touch of their hands affirmed the feeling and while Sena fully expected it, she knew it would take time for Una to understand: It was kinship. However, the mystery would have to be enough for the moment. “Dr. Ashford talks about you all the time.” She said, letting go of her hand gently. “I’m Sena,” She spoke with a crisp professionalism, but the tone in her words was alluring and personable. “I work with him in his pharmaceutical business.” She patted the side of her bag, displaying polished nails as finely well kept as the rest of her ensemble. “I had a few things to drop off for him while he was away, maybe you’d like to join me?”

As Uná shook Sena's hand a feeling came over her. That's odd… Do I know her? Her hand tightened around Sena's as if squeezing a close friend's, firmly saying "Glad to see you here.".

Uná tilted her head. "I could swear…" She shook her head. "Never mind. Poke around in the cottage? Uh yeah!" Trouble followed Uná where she went but she'd been good at avoiding the worst of it in her nearly sixteen years. She nodded looking excited.

They were only a few steps away and Sena’s heels clicked smartly on the stone pathway leading up to the small porch where she unlocked the door with her own key and motioned for Una to follow. 

Turning towards the office, the smell of aging books and sandalwood permeated as usual, even without Ashford’s presence. Sena flipped her sunglasses up while her steps reverberated through the property and she nonchalantly dropped her bag on the Dean’s desk as if she owned it. “How are your classes going?” She asked, picking up a small binder at the corner of the desk, thumbing through it briefly as she listened.

Eyes zeroing in on the door the anticipation nearly killed Uná as curiosity as to what was behind it. She was soon rewarded by Sena opening the door and Uná kept her manners and didn't push past. It smells like a posh library! Bet there's books in here that would make Heidi squee. 

Turning round Uná saw a very masculine decor and color scheme. Dark woods and rich colors all seemed to flow from room to room. She almost missed Sena's question. "Classes are going well. I started a study group with my bo- my friend. So I've been keeping a 4.0 average." Uná blushed as she said friend.

I almost said boyfriend about Nikki. I don't know if he wants that kept secret or not. Better ask next time. I just kinda thought it was obvious. Uná's eyes brightened as she remembered Sena worked with Ashford. She smiled brightly. "Ms. Sena since you work with Dean Ashford may I ask a pharmaceutical question? Unless you don't 'shop talk' while you're off work."

Sena’s eyes lifted from the page slightly and she smirked at the mention of a “boyfriend” before glancing back down as Una spoke. Like everything that Ashford kept as physical documentation, everything was in a sort of code that only he could read. She wasn’t sure how it was generated or why, but her attention was diverted by Una’s unexpected question and she looked up again slightly quizzically. “You can ask whatever you want.”

Uná started to look around the room, the wealth of information overwhelming so she wasn't concentrating on what she was seeing. At Sena's affirmation to ask, Uná turned toward the woman. "I was given an enhancement to allow me to control my powers while conscious. I wanted to know if it had any side effects and I was hoping maybe you knew since you and Dean Ashford work together… maybe you know about it?" Uná looked hopeful that Sena would know about the drug and that she'd be willing to share her knowledge. 

Sena’s eyes narrowed a bit, “It’s an enhancer, but it’s supposed to help you control?” She tossed the binder back on the desk and crossed her arms. “Do you have it with you?”

Uná actually had them on her. She kept them on her because she didn't know what she should have done to dispose of them. Uná nodded and pulled out a plastic sandwich bag from her bra. "Sorry. Safest place for them. I didn't want to flush them just in case." Uná handed over the baggie with about a full week's worth left of the pills.

A look of concentration came over Uná's face. "I stopped taking them recently but...I don't remember why. I just don't know that I want to keep taking them. There has to be a way for me to access my powers without being on meds." Uná looked very determined about accessing her powers.

Some amusement went over the dark haired woman’s face as she watched Una retrieve her medication wrapped in plastic like trash that she carried around. Just looking at the pills daintily aligned at the bottom of the bag caused her to shake her head slightly and she gave a small sigh. “Who prescribed them to you?” She asked, taking the bag in her hand, not even examining them that closely.  

Looking over Sena as she examined the last of the pills. Uná still couldn't seem to quite remember why she didn't want them. "Dean Ashford." She remembered that they had worked quite well.

“And you feel better without it?”

"I feel the same. No that's not true. I… something happened to make my mind change in a big way but…" Uná rubbed her head.

Sena pursed her lips and tossed the bag in the waste bin. The same one that Ashford had used when she had confronted him Sunday morning. A place where she knew he would find it. Acting was not her strong suit, but the truth in her position made the words come easier. What she wanted to say, she knew Una wasn’t ready for, however the opportunity that had been offered up was one that could not be refused. “You don’t need them,” She said plainly, looking the younger girl in the eyes, “If I tell you something, can you keep it a secret between us?”

X-Men: The New Era - Avalon Rising

Kaylee Everose

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Into the Mind's Eye

Rubbing her temple Kaylee glanced over at the clock. Noon. The chime of the old clock rang musically invading her thoughts. Aya should be back by now but she wasn't. Glaring down at her work that she'd gotten caught up in as the time flew she pushed away from the desk and stood, sliding her stockinged feet easily back into her shoes. She cocked her knee tying each shoe determinedly and swiftly with an absent-mindedness, as if mechanically. 

If one could see into the inner workings of Kaylee's mind they would see chaos. If one also normally invaded the inner sanctum of Kaylee Jude Everose they would know that this was not normal. Everything has a place, and everything in its place. That was Kaylee. None of the hurly-burly chaos that was currently a way to describe her current thought process. As if fluttering around like a butterfly in a field of flowers Kaylee's thoughts flitted between what was going on with Aya to what game Ashford was playing to Cole saying neither he nor Uná were mutants.

Moving on autopilot Kaylee transferred her office phone to her cell then walked out the door shutting it behind her absently. Breaking her thought process down would help her. The subtle click of her heels on the smooth gleaming hardwood floors kept her grounded in reality. She didn't have time to indulge in the Astral and untie the Gordian Knot that was rolling around in her head. 

Much like Alexander the Great when faced with the knot she cut it apart. Filing bits away to examine later. Facts first.

Uná and Cole, not mutants. Filed as possible fact.

Ashford, changing her duties to more Administrative work than teaching. Fact.

Ashford, putting a situation that was possibly, not possibly it was, damaging in a remote viewing for Aya to see. Fact. The girl had broken down in front of her eyes and Kaylee would confront him about it when he got back. She'd been stunned at the depth of emotion from Aya that she'd almost severed the connection. But Aya had been too lost in it. Pulling her out early could have damaged her. But if one was that bad Kaylee wondered what the rest were like. If the lack of evidence was anything to go by Kaylee had a lot of apologizing to do.

There it was. What was truly bothering her. Ashford’s disregard for the mental health of Aya. Kaylee was complicit in that. She hadn’t reviewed the test and said that Aya shouldn't be exposed to the viewing. She'd done Aya a disservice. She was to blame.

Was she too trusting? Why hadn't she balked at this mandate? Better yet when was the last time she had?

I've Got Bad Feeling

She felt like Miss Clavel from Madeline running around the school going "Something is not right. Something is quite wrong." as she realized that she was headed to check on Aya.

Knocking on the closed door Kaylee found herself holding her breath waiting for a response. 

Nothing.

Again a slightly sharper rata-tat-tat a half a minute after the first.

Still nothing.

Turning the knob Kaylee opened the door. "Aya? I wan-" She froze. Both beds were empty and made. The room was clean and uncluttered. 

Refusing to panic and give in to that inner Miss Clavel she did the only clear thing she could. Shut the door and find Aya.

After checking the normal classes that Aya would have been in Kaylee started on the abnormal ones. The substitute for the Biology class that she normally taught caught her eye. Raising an eyebrow Kaylee let Ramón Santos pull her aside.

"Kaylee, one of the new students, Charles Gannon isn't in class. I checked with a couple of his other Professors from the last couple of periods to see if he was held up or went to the nurse and he hasn't been seen since his second period class."

Kaylee nodded to Ramón. "I'll look into it. Thanks Ramón." She smiled and waved at a few of the students who waved at her. She knew that she hadn't seen Charles on her hunt for Aya.

Yup. Something wasn't right. Something was very wrong. She'd just officially turned into Miss Clavel. Well this Miss Clavel had powers and it was time to use them. 

Shifting her sight into the Astral Plane Kaylee focused on scanning for Aya and Charles' colors. Everyone had a signature color or combination of colors Kaylee just had to sift through and find the specific ones. Heading out to her car she decided that she'd narrow her focus and pin-point the truant students.

_{@c3p-0h & @Brioko Jobe}

X-Men: The New Era - Avalon Rising

Uná O’Brian

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Location: Institute

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Interaction: Wednesday Sena @Pilatus

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Watching the beautiful dark haired woman smile and wave at Uná was just enough to distract her from her current predicament. Giving up on the idea of meditation Uná looked around. Nope no one's looking. Even if they were she's already on campus and near Dean Ashford's house so she probably belongs here. Is she a family member? I can't see her as a girlfriend. She's not old enough for him. And far to pretty.

Moving over to the dark haired woman Uná smiled brightly at the woman. She vaguely remembered that the Dean had a Doctor that was female and Uná had seen her around on and off. Just the other day as a matter of fact...now that I think of it. 

Uná held out her hand. "Hello I'm Uná O’Brian. We haven't been formally introduced but I've seen you about a few times."

Uná noticed the similarities between the woman in front of her and her mother. Well adopted mom. But her hair was that rich loam color, same as Ginger O'Brian's, and she was chic in the red and navy dress. The stripes were bold and the belt just the right shade to match the blooming roses that took the outfit from severe to fiercely feminine. It was something her mother would wear, and it comforted her instantly putting her at ease.

Uná inwardly grimaced as she recalled her undignified outfit of a lime green sports bra, black yoga pants with a matching lime green stripe and charcoal sneakers with her ankle socks peeking out in a lime green rebellion. She had felt like the color this afternoon, all energy and light, now it just felt childish next to the stunning woman. Far away were the thoughts of Ginger swearing that Uná could make even the most unappetizing green color beautiful. 

X-Men: The New Era - Avalon Rising

Uná O’Brian

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Location: Institute

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Interaction: Sunday Kaylee, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Sena @Pilatus

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Mentions: Nik @webboysurf; Aya @c3p-0h & Cleo @Damo021

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Sunday Professor Everose's Office

Uná knocked on Professor Everose's office door. Relax. Just about Friday night. No one knows about Nikki. No one saw him sneak out of my room before dawn. Which if I admit it I didn't want him to either. If only I was a little bit older. The door was opened as Professor Everose smiled down at her.

"Just who I was hoping to see. Won't you come in Ms. O’Brian?" Kaylee stepped to the side waiving Uná in.

Walking in Uná sat down in a comfortable leather upholstered chair that was turned toward its twin. Relaxing into it she looked up at Professor Everose as she softly shut the door. “You wanted to see me?”

”I wanted to make sure you were alright since I didn’t get a chance to speak to you about Friday night.”

Oh boy… I’m in trouble. Uná swallowed hard but held her ground. “I didn’t mean to lose it. I’m sorry. With the meds and the alcohol I guess it wasn’t the smartest decision to make. I just wanted to have a little fun.” Uná frowned. “That sounded good at the time.”

Professor Everose sat down in the other chair and tilted her head at Una. “Well that was easy. So let me point this out. Guilt over your selfish actions that put multiple people in jeopardy is utterly unacceptable. Guilt will not make you control your actions. Will it?”

Blinking Una let the Professor’s words sink in. An expression of shock crossed her face. “Okay I deserved that. And no it won’t?”

”I’m not here to hold your hand Ms. O’Brian. Frankly it makes weak individuals. Help you own up to your mistakes. Yes. Saddle you with guilt that will crush your decision making process? Never. So let me make it clear for you. Accept it and learn from it. Guilt can take so many things from you if you let it. It can cripple you and make you do things that you wouldn’t otherwise all for the sake of assuaging it. It is a monster that is ever hungry and will destroy you. So no guilt. Just learning. Mistakes that shouldn’t be repeated.” Professor Everose’s voice was firm, no nonsense and her gaze unflinching.

Nodding Una let the guilt fall away. Okay so I made a mistake. I can learn from that. I’m not stupid. “Right. Learn from this. I can do that.”

Professor Everose nodded once, a firm solid movement. “Good. So let’s press on. Where was it that you really lost control? Avalon or Nocturne?”

Una shifted suddenly uncomfortable. “I don’t really remember. I guess it might have started at Avalon...but it was definitely past me reeling it in by Nocturne. It’s all a bit fuzzy. I’m more worried about the fact that I think I need to learn how to control it. I mean the meds are making me realize that I can. I want to be conscious and in control.”

Professor Everose nodded. “So if you have the most control of it while unconscious then maybe you should start meditation and attempting to lucid dream.”

”Lucid dream? Meditation?” Una raised an eyebrow.

”Yes. It sounds like malarky but it works for some people. You might be one of them. Tai Chi is a moving form of meditation perhaps you might want to take that up? As for lucid dreaming I have done extensive research on it since it pertains to my powers and Ms Germain’s as well. A lucid dream is defined as a dream during which dreamers, while dreaming, are aware they are dreaming. The very first record of lucid dreaming appears to feature in the treatise On Dreams by the Ancient Greek philosopher Aristotle. In it, he describes an instance of self-awareness during a dream state. ‘If the sleeper perceives that he is asleep, and is conscious of the sleeping state during which the perception comes before his mind, it presents itself still, but something within him speaks to this effect: ‘The image of Koriskos presents itself, but the real Koriskos is not present.’ he wrote. According to some research, around half of all people have had a lucid dream at some time in their lives, and around 11% experience one or two lucid dreams per month. So the statistics are there that you could control things from sleep and possibly break a block that you feel is there. I know, I know. You didn’t say anything about a block but that is what you feel is the problem, correct?” Professor Everose smiled.

Smiling Una perked up and nodded. “You sure you’re not psychic?”

Laughing Professor Everose shook her head. “Not like you mean. Just reading auras.” She rose and got up and pulled out a small device from a desk drawer. It was a small mp3 player and ear buds. “These are some meditation and lucid dreaming exercises they might help.” She handed the device over to Una and walked over to the door opening it.

”Thank you.” Una collected the mp3 player and ear buds and taking the hint exited the office.

”You’re welcome Ms. O’Brian.” Professor Everose said softly as she inclined her head and watched Una run off the worry on her face, finally showing.

Monday

_@webboysurf
Classes were in session again and there was a new kid that wore a lab coat. He rolled up the sleeves at lunch and Una almost went and sat with him because he was new. She knew how it felt to be new but the lure of spending time with Nikki was too prevalent.

Everything seemed rosy and perfect. She had a boyfriend and things were looking up for being able to control her powers.

Tuesday

_{@Brioko Jobe}
I really should pay attention to the Professor… The periodic table went in and out of focus as thoughts drifted around in Una’s head. Then something happened. The Professor’s voice raised in pitch as if she had sucked Helium. Then the giggles and laughs started. Una couldn’t help herself, she laughed too. Her attention was caught as the “Lab Coat” guy picked up and took off milliseconds after the bell rang.

Wednesday

_@Pilatus
After classes Una decided to try her meditation before she had dinner. The afternoon was warm and overcast but she still walked to the shade in the shadow of the trees. Sitting down and crossing her legs. Closing her eyes she started breathing deeply. In and out to the count of four.

Una’s mind was too full and she sighed. Come on clear your mind. She fidgeted and stood up and stretched. Pacing back and forth she seemed to have too much energy. I can’t focus. Playing with her ponytail flicking it back and forth over her shoulder. Seeing a woman that was vaguely familiar. Her dark hair caught Una's eye and she stared.

X-Men: The New Era - Avalon Rising

Kaylee Everose

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Clearing her throat Kaylee nodded to the envelopes. "Congratulations it's commonly called a remote viewing or RV. Think of the world as fabric. Time woven by threads and all those threads are people's lives. They make a pattern that is solid and has a purpose. Now think about a memory as a color. So the thread is colored by people’s memories. But life is not just one color but many random chaotic and messy colors. Some colors are bolder than others, some more pastel and soft. Yet others a garish neon that everyone can see miles away.”

Kaylee placed the water bottle in front of Aya. She paused a moment so that Aya could let that sink in. “Did you ever do Tie Dye when you were younger? You took an old white shirt and randomly put rubber bands all over it or you made a design. A heart. A bullseye. What have you. And when you were done sometimes the dye would bleed into the lines. Well those lines are like the Astral Plane and the dye you used is like a memory. The memory bleeds over to the Astral Plane. Strong emotion manifests and you can remotely view a scene hours, days, weeks, years sometimes even centuries later.”

Reaching over for the coffee mug that was set among the other items Kaylee took a sip of the now cold coffee and mentally shrugged. Oh well this was more important anyway and it wasn’t the first time she had cold coffee. “You might not see colors, like I do. You might hear sounds, smell scents, taste something or even feel a touch or a breeze. You might even experience all five senses when you run across a pocket. Dates, times, places especially in conjunction with people who are powerful or have made a mark in history can even pull you into the memory reliving it.” She looked over at Aya and waited till the girl met her eyes. “I do not recommend Gettysburg, either of the World Wars, or anything to do with the 1918 Flu. No matter if you think it will get you a good grade or not in History. Too much trauma and death. Nor do I recommend anyone that is aware of the Astral Plane. You never know who is going to leave nasty surprises.”

Downing the rest of her coffee Kaylee rose and refilled it. “You really should rest before you attempt another RV. Eat and drink something. If you have questions I’d be happy to answer them.”

_@c3p-0h

X-Men: The New Era - Avalon Rising

Kaylee Everose

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Kayle watched and waited as Aya struggled with a remote viewing. It brought back memories of the first time she attempted hers. The same tense, anticipation thrumming through her. Watching Aya's understand dawn on the girl and the vison took hold. Her eyes went distant and the girl started writing. Japanese short hand flew across the page.

Then stopped.

Started again.

Standing Kaylee grabbed a bottle of water for when Aya came out of the vision. Sitting back down Kaylee waited. No long after Aya started crying Kaylee grabbed a box of tissues. Gritting her teeth at what Ashford was putting the poor girl through Kaylee didn't have to wait long.

Aya was practically sobbing and Kaylee called out to her softly. "Aya? Aya Germain? Aya pay attention! You're at the Institute. You're safe. You're not in that moment anymore. You're far from that moment. Now breathe in and hold it for four seconds then release slowly. Slow your heartbeat. Let the vision pass. And we'll take a break."

X-Men: The New Era - Avalon Rising

Kaylee Everose

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Kaylee nodded to Professor Santos. "Forgive the interruption Professor Santos but I will need Ms Germain for the remainder of your class. If you'll forgive me for the short notice. You're not doing a test today are you? She noticed out of the corner of her eye the class' interest, in a horrified fashion, zeroed in on Professor Santos.

"No. Nothing like that. I'll email you a copy of the lecture and any reading materials we go over so that Ms Germain doesn't miss anything."

"Brilliant. Ms Germain if you'd be so kind as to follow me." The bright white wide legged slacks swished as Kaylee turned as Aya joined her. Professionally Kaylee had a very Katherine Hepburn style. High waisted slacks, black button down short sleeved blouse, paired with honest to goodness black and white saddle Oxfords with just a bit of a heel. The click of her heel wasn't as jarring as if she had been wearing heels.

Kaylee led them back to her office. Turning back to Aya she smiled warmly. "Just so you know you haven't done anything wrong. You expressed an interest in working with your abilities. I’m going to give you four envelopes. These four envelopes contain something you may or may not be able to see. Hopefully you will but if not don't worry. I will be monitoring you so if something happens I can pull you back. However you must record everything you witness while you're using your ability on this test. There is no real wrong or right answer."

Kaylee handed over the four black envelopes and walked over to her desk. She picked up a 70 page college ruled journal and a ball point gel pen. "You can begin once ready. I have tea, coffee, fruit whatever you like."

Envelope I

Coleman Lee St. John - There is a date and a time below the name that corresponds to Ashford’s first sense of Cole’s arrival in the current timeline.

Envelope II

Adam Pierce - Likewise there is a date and a time below the name that corresponds with Pierce’s encounter with Sena on Saturday night.

Envelope III

Blank - This envelope is a control. There is nothing inside but a blank sheet of paper.

Envelope IV

Avalon - There is nothing else on the page other than this one word.

X-Men: The New Era - Avalon Rising

Kaylee Everose

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<sub>Miss Everose

In my absence, I ask that you give the following exercise to Aya. This is an older technique and one with which I am sure you are familiar. I have consistently found it to be one of the most effective and trust you will administer it with the utmost diligence. Present these four sealed envelopes to Aya and ensure that she absolutely does not attempt to discover any of the information therein by withdrawing from her body to access the Astral Plane. It is critical that this step be followed exactly. To reinforce, please have her record her visions by hand. This will assist in keeping her grounded throughout the exercise. Allow her between 20-30 minutes for each envelope or until she feels that she no longer has anything more to record, then have her seal the results herself. To keep the integrity of the exercise, and as you know, it is imperative that you do not read the recorded contents of her vision or present yourself as anything other than a strictly impartial proctor for this work.

Leave the final contents in a sealed envelope on my desk at the completion of the exercise.

-Dr. Ashford</sub>

Kaylee sighed and read the flowing script admitting that it looked much more feminine than the man who wrote it. Once again Ashford had decided to leave her out of the loop. Kaylee had a vested interest in Aya’s development of her powers. She saw so much of herself in the girl. She wanted to help but not in a way that would hinder or inhibit Aya’s progress.

Checking on Aya so Kaylee could assure herself that Aya was alright. The young girl had seemed to heal well enough but Kaylee wanted to speak with her before the test. Kaylee stood and collected the black envelopes with silver lettering clearly marked one through four in Roman numerals. Fingerings the envelopes Kaylee sighed and walked out of her office.

Arrowing to the class that Aya was going to be in. Kaylee found herself wondering if Aya would be happy or worried that Kaylee was pulling her out of class to test her powers. She was hoping for the former rather than the latter.

Arriving at the class Kaylee knocked on the door.
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