@Eviledd1984and just a little note, but there is a two post buffer. It's cool that one time, but just so you know.
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@TickoutI'll start posting once a few more people do.
By the way, you guys see the new Star Trek Discovery trailer? Honestly, it doesn't capture the feel of the old shows (TOS/TNG), or even really the Kelvin movies, so it's not really for me. Maybe some of you guys will like it.
By the way, you guys see the new Star Trek Discovery trailer? Honestly, it doesn't capture the feel of the old shows (TOS/TNG), or even really the Kelvin movies, so it's not really for me. Maybe some of you guys will like it.
@Tickoutnot really. Just Geo1. The simple stuff.
Rurik pointed to a student and asked them to read the section. He believed that teaching was a way to guide people as they learned things themselves. Some people watched, some people read, some people engaged hands-on, it mattered little. As long as they were learning what he was teaching, Rurik didn't care about the means. Sometimes he would even use his mutation to demonstrate particular things, especially in geometry.
Shawn read the passage to himself, even skipping a little ahead. Geometry was easy, but Shawn needed to refresh himself on the course. He looked around to the two new kids, and was reminded of Peter Rasputin from the day before. He hoped he was doing well also, but worried somewhat since Peter didn't seem to be all that fluent in english. Hopefully someone could help him out. Rurik would be a great teacher, both being and speaking russian.
Once Shawn was done, he leaned back in his chair and rested a little. He worked hard to be where he was, both physically and academically. If anyone needed his help on anything, he was willing to lend a hand. His eyes drifted to the new kids again, hoping to see how well they were grasping the information.
"Is that how you see mental mutants?" Jean cracked the smallest of smiles. "Of course being able to lift heavy things and throw fireballs is important, but do you think that I'm any less involved in missions because I can't do those things?" She paused a moment and remembered that telepathy wasn't her only trick. "Yes, I have telekinesis, but that doesn't take away from the point. David, the first Prodigy, only learns things from the people around him, similar to you. Only, you learn from watching, reading, and interacting, and you keep that information afterwards. David learns new skills all the time, and he makes use of them."
Jean knelt down to Heidi and tried her best to reassure her. "You're doing great, Heidi. You're stronger and faster than most people five years ahead of you, and that's quite the achievement. You just need someone or something to inspire you to feel, rather than think."
"Oh, okay. Goodbye, Miss Kensington." Booker said quietly after she was already gone. He wondered why she had stormed out so suddenly, after making so much progress in the last few days. Either way, she would have to be back later for their session."
Doc Celement had been wondering about Chrys' condition and status, with and without the limiter. His office was now riddled with papers and notes about this rather interesting patient. A nurse had alerted the doctor that Chrys was now awake, and the good doctor left to go and tend to his patient.
"Chrys, easy there." he tried to keep Chrys laid down and calm. "I should have told Raven, I forgot she was doing that today. How are you doing?"
Shawn read the passage to himself, even skipping a little ahead. Geometry was easy, but Shawn needed to refresh himself on the course. He looked around to the two new kids, and was reminded of Peter Rasputin from the day before. He hoped he was doing well also, but worried somewhat since Peter didn't seem to be all that fluent in english. Hopefully someone could help him out. Rurik would be a great teacher, both being and speaking russian.
Once Shawn was done, he leaned back in his chair and rested a little. He worked hard to be where he was, both physically and academically. If anyone needed his help on anything, he was willing to lend a hand. His eyes drifted to the new kids again, hoping to see how well they were grasping the information.
"Is that how you see mental mutants?" Jean cracked the smallest of smiles. "Of course being able to lift heavy things and throw fireballs is important, but do you think that I'm any less involved in missions because I can't do those things?" She paused a moment and remembered that telepathy wasn't her only trick. "Yes, I have telekinesis, but that doesn't take away from the point. David, the first Prodigy, only learns things from the people around him, similar to you. Only, you learn from watching, reading, and interacting, and you keep that information afterwards. David learns new skills all the time, and he makes use of them."
Jean knelt down to Heidi and tried her best to reassure her. "You're doing great, Heidi. You're stronger and faster than most people five years ahead of you, and that's quite the achievement. You just need someone or something to inspire you to feel, rather than think."
"Oh, okay. Goodbye, Miss Kensington." Booker said quietly after she was already gone. He wondered why she had stormed out so suddenly, after making so much progress in the last few days. Either way, she would have to be back later for their session."
Doc Celement had been wondering about Chrys' condition and status, with and without the limiter. His office was now riddled with papers and notes about this rather interesting patient. A nurse had alerted the doctor that Chrys was now awake, and the good doctor left to go and tend to his patient.
"Chrys, easy there." he tried to keep Chrys laid down and calm. "I should have told Raven, I forgot she was doing that today. How are you doing?"
@Burning KittyIf I might ask, what does "She" know? I'm assuming it's emma, but I don't know what Booker said to make Rosemary think that, or come to that conclusion.
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@Archmage MCAt least for now? Since these will be newer gems, maybe we can have them grow into these powers later on?
@Eviledd1984Maybe Evil dead would be more his forte
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@Archmage MCyou used the system correctly. look at snowflake to see how it would apply to characters with more than one power. As time goes on, you might learn a new power to put points towards, or even advance your one power even further
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I've got both my gemling and the CG up for inspection now!
"Forge." Booker cut in briefly to remind Rosemary of the man's name. He had a construct of a hand writing down the notes on his desk while he searched for Rosemary's School File. All personal files were stored elsewhere. She wanted a more combat focused schedule, that was fine with him, and he was sure that Charles wouldn't object too much either. As important as it was to help young mutants learn and control their powers, the other mission of the school was to give them the means to do what they wanted out of life, and if that meant going on missions and protecting the world, who were they to stop Rosemary?
As he found the file he needed, Booker tossed it up into the air, for another construct to catch it and organize it with the notes that he had made.
"Emma?" Booker looked to Rosemary. "No, you didn't adapt telepathy, she used her telepathy to show you things. Telepaths can share thoughts, as well as look at other people's thoughts. I really wouldn't worry about that." Genosha was the place Rosemary was thinking of. Keeping Mutants and using them as slaves out in the open. Booker really thought that humanity was past all of that now. He supposed that there would always be at least one opposing force, and Genosha was one right now.
"Anywho, anything else you wanted to talk to me about? I'll submit this to the Professor, and I'll get back to you on the schedule change as soon as possible, okay?"
Shawn had heard that accent before from one of the older guests of the mansion, Gambit. He had only seen the Cajun man a few times, here and there. "You're new?" Shawn Asked. Of course he was, he had never seen his face before, and they were getting a whole lot of new students recently. "Are you here for refuge, or are you here to save the world?" Those were normally the two types of people who came through the halls of the mansion. Those that were hiding, and wanted to learn to control their powers and reintegrate with society, or those who wanted to sharpen their talents to protect the world from life-threatening situations. He just wondered what side of the coin this kid was on.
Another new student, a girl, had sat near them. So Shawn, this meant that she was open to being brought into this little group of a veteran student talking to the new students to feel comfortable.
"You too? I'm Shawn."
"Okay, everyone sit down, class it beginning." Ruric started the class and stood tall and proud in front of his students. "Take your textbook and open to the geometry section. This is what we will be reviewing for the next two weeks until winter break."
Jean could see through Heidi's mind the memories of the mission. It wasn't the best case scenario, but there were many missions that had kept Jean up at night. Scott would have to calm her down in the small hours of the morning.
"It really can't." Jean nodded in agreement. It took experience to relax oneself from the frightening face that missions had. "You'll get there, it just takes time and determination."
Then Heidi had a full on question for her. Though there was already and answer cooking up in her mind, Jean decided to drag it out for a little, putting her weight onto one leg and tapping her chin with a single finger. She stood there for a minute before appearing to have a content answer for the young and impressionable girl. "Nothing can prepare you for a mission, and nothing can prepare you for carrying the weight of responsibility. Your mind can psych you out, think too much on it. There's nothing you can do about that, but you do have a team leader, right? Someone to handle those responsibilities?"
She leaned a little closer to Heidi, so that they were at eye level with each other. "You just need to take a thoughtless leap. When you jump into a pool, you're so scared that the water will be too cold, that you slip, fall, and hurt yourself. I know it's a scary thought, Heidi, but do you think that Charles or Scott got where they were by calculating every minute detail? They tried their best, and that's all anyone can do."
As he found the file he needed, Booker tossed it up into the air, for another construct to catch it and organize it with the notes that he had made.
"Emma?" Booker looked to Rosemary. "No, you didn't adapt telepathy, she used her telepathy to show you things. Telepaths can share thoughts, as well as look at other people's thoughts. I really wouldn't worry about that." Genosha was the place Rosemary was thinking of. Keeping Mutants and using them as slaves out in the open. Booker really thought that humanity was past all of that now. He supposed that there would always be at least one opposing force, and Genosha was one right now.
"Anywho, anything else you wanted to talk to me about? I'll submit this to the Professor, and I'll get back to you on the schedule change as soon as possible, okay?"
Shawn had heard that accent before from one of the older guests of the mansion, Gambit. He had only seen the Cajun man a few times, here and there. "You're new?" Shawn Asked. Of course he was, he had never seen his face before, and they were getting a whole lot of new students recently. "Are you here for refuge, or are you here to save the world?" Those were normally the two types of people who came through the halls of the mansion. Those that were hiding, and wanted to learn to control their powers and reintegrate with society, or those who wanted to sharpen their talents to protect the world from life-threatening situations. He just wondered what side of the coin this kid was on.
Another new student, a girl, had sat near them. So Shawn, this meant that she was open to being brought into this little group of a veteran student talking to the new students to feel comfortable.
"You too? I'm Shawn."
"Okay, everyone sit down, class it beginning." Ruric started the class and stood tall and proud in front of his students. "Take your textbook and open to the geometry section. This is what we will be reviewing for the next two weeks until winter break."
Jean could see through Heidi's mind the memories of the mission. It wasn't the best case scenario, but there were many missions that had kept Jean up at night. Scott would have to calm her down in the small hours of the morning.
"It really can't." Jean nodded in agreement. It took experience to relax oneself from the frightening face that missions had. "You'll get there, it just takes time and determination."
Then Heidi had a full on question for her. Though there was already and answer cooking up in her mind, Jean decided to drag it out for a little, putting her weight onto one leg and tapping her chin with a single finger. She stood there for a minute before appearing to have a content answer for the young and impressionable girl. "Nothing can prepare you for a mission, and nothing can prepare you for carrying the weight of responsibility. Your mind can psych you out, think too much on it. There's nothing you can do about that, but you do have a team leader, right? Someone to handle those responsibilities?"
She leaned a little closer to Heidi, so that they were at eye level with each other. "You just need to take a thoughtless leap. When you jump into a pool, you're so scared that the water will be too cold, that you slip, fall, and hurt yourself. I know it's a scary thought, Heidi, but do you think that Charles or Scott got where they were by calculating every minute detail? They tried their best, and that's all anyone can do."
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