Shawn was busy doing just about nothing. He believed he had the unit covered, and was just waiting for the bell this time around. His eyes were on the clock. Was it really that time already? Philosophy seemed to have moved so much slower, it was strange. Not a worry for him, though. He'd be returning to Dr. McCoy anyways for science after this. He just needed to run by his room and switch out a few things before he went into the classroom.
Ring ring!
Shawn smiled joyfully, shooting up out of his seat. "Nice meeting you guys." He said to both the necromancer and Bonny before he took off. He didn't have all the time in the world, but he, like everyone else, had a place to be, and he wanted to get there in comfortable time.
His walk through the halls left him relatively undisturbed, good for him. And he finally reached his room for some peace and quiet. The day wasn't over yet, but he was getting through just fine.
"Mutant kind, Kiddo! We got like four years before mutants stop popping up, and we need to stop a certain someone from making a certain something that kills off a certain some kind of people!" The man in red shouted from the window, hoping Chrys would be able to hear him.
Caldwell sighed again, looking at the man in the mask with a rather tired expression. "Please, go use the front door and talk to the professor, if this matter is urgent. Talking to me will get you nowhere." He looked back at Chrys, rather confused about this whole situation.
"How did you even get by without the professor noticing you?" He muttered to himself. Surely such a deranged man would have been a beacon to any telepath in the area. Was he immune? Caldwell hoped to run some tests and learn the extent of this man's power.
"I don't need to, my lady friend is already inside talking to him. She just didn't want us coming to the mansion." The man in red answered.
"I tried stopping him." The second voice spoke up. "That's not something one can easily do. Unless you're a woman."
Caldwell could hear the bell ringing for a class change, and looked to Chrys with that of worry. "Can you handle yourself? I don't want to keep you here all day, but I don't want you pulling any other stunts like what you did in Raven's class again, okay?"
Emma laughed haughtily, smiling ever so graciously at the young woman at her side. "Me?" She motioned to herself. "It's not about me, Heidi. Its about you, him, the team. He wants to be seen as a leader. What do you see him as?"
Then the bell rang. Students began to file into the halls to get to their next class. Emma looked at the students as they trickled through. As a private academy and refuge for mutants, the class count was fairly low, but just enough to cause a bit of a ruckus at all times.
"I'll leave you with that question, Heidi. If you need anything, you can always find me in Dr. Smith's room." She left Heidi with a soft pat on her shoulder before sauntering off to who know's where. Emma had her own matters to attend to, and it wasn't something she could do with ease. She needed the help of the professor, at least to gain access. Even with her Telepathy working strangely, she knew that he was most likely still in a conversation with that strange woman who came through earlier. For now, she'd go back to the old tactics, finding them with physical tools and no mutations.
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