Oh heavens I fell off the face of the earth ;0; I'm terribly sorry; I can try to get a post up, though I don't believe Maxi has been called upon. ;-;
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Aaa, welcome, Evil! Nice to have you on board <o/
Psychomimetic, huh? That was the new word of the day for her. It was an interesting power, she couldn’t lie, though it was a little disappointing to hear that he forgot the information soon after. She supposed that part was a blessing and a curse- there was probably only so much a person could handle remembering, and remembering it all seemed like a daunting task to her. “So, you know everything about me right now? Or just… knowledge I know?” she asked, trailing behind the tutor-librarian. “If you’re looking for pure knowledge, you probably won’t find much.” she chuckled quietly at her own joke.
She half listened as Mr.Alleyne plucked books from the selves and offered them to her. She briefly skimmed over the titles and covers to determine if they would help with their research, and if she did, she took them from the librarian and held onto them. She had gathered a few books in this way before she responded to what he was saying. “Mhm, she did. She put up quite the convincing argument; it’s got some good points to it. She makes theories about that on all the historic figures?”.
He asked about her family. “No, I don’t think I count as one. My parents aren’t, at least to my knowledge, but my grandparents on one side are mutants. Well, just my Grandma now. Though neither of their powers are similar to mine at all.
She half listened as Mr.Alleyne plucked books from the selves and offered them to her. She briefly skimmed over the titles and covers to determine if they would help with their research, and if she did, she took them from the librarian and held onto them. She had gathered a few books in this way before she responded to what he was saying. “Mhm, she did. She put up quite the convincing argument; it’s got some good points to it. She makes theories about that on all the historic figures?”.
He asked about her family. “No, I don’t think I count as one. My parents aren’t, at least to my knowledge, but my grandparents on one side are mutants. Well, just my Grandma now. Though neither of their powers are similar to mine at all.
@Dark Light I don't mind at all! I was kind of worried that I was being a little mean myself; Maxi was planning to let Arex bleed out, after all. Im pretty sure if Arex keeps pushing Maxi Maxi is going to get some very evil revenge; maybe Arex can learn a hard lesson about messing with the only medic on the ship? Im sure they won't end up as friends, but rather end up in a constant fight of who can one up/bully the other. I don't think Arex could get away with killing the only medic, and Maxi will have a reason to hone his powers- making sure he knows where the line is between pissing Arex off and getting killed at all times.
@pyroman I was honestly just trying to imply that they seemed familiar towards each other; whether or not the librarian was like a friend or something. I... hadn't realized that it could be taken in a romantic context, whoops ;w;
...I'm pretty sure Bonny has no idea, though XD
...I'm pretty sure Bonny has no idea, though XD
@Dark Light I wouldn't mind at all, though Arex and Maxi are not on good terms by a long shot X)
She was grateful that Peter shushed Sally before she was able to react to her shouting, and when the librarian himself came over she braced herself for an inevitable scolding. There was no way shouting for the librarian in the library would be passed over without any form of a lecture. This was a library after all, there was supposed to be silence.
And yet, it never came.
Sally and the librarian had a casual conversation, as if it was commonplace. Heck, while she was going with Peter, Sally managed to hook her up with the librarian for this project. Bonny would have to be lying if she said she wasn’t more than a little stunned at this development. Either the employees here were very, very lax, or Sally had something… more going on. The two did seem to both sound equally exhausted. She regarded their conversation with mild curiosity before the librarian directed his attention to Bonny.
“Oh, yeah. Sup. I’m Bonny. Nice to meet you, sir.” Would it be too too impolite to ask the teacher what was going on? It felt like whatever Sally had going on was a personal, Sally problem, and asking behind her back to learn without offering a fair exchange seemed underhanded. But she was also incredibly curious on the matter. She mentally debated her options before deciding to drop it. She’d ask Sally herself.
“So, if Peter and Sally are grabbing general stuff… we’re heading to the back, right?” she paused for a second before adding on with a casual conversation starter. “Do you get roped into helping groups for projects often, or is this a one time, help the new kids adjust sort of thing?”
And yet, it never came.
Sally and the librarian had a casual conversation, as if it was commonplace. Heck, while she was going with Peter, Sally managed to hook her up with the librarian for this project. Bonny would have to be lying if she said she wasn’t more than a little stunned at this development. Either the employees here were very, very lax, or Sally had something… more going on. The two did seem to both sound equally exhausted. She regarded their conversation with mild curiosity before the librarian directed his attention to Bonny.
“Oh, yeah. Sup. I’m Bonny. Nice to meet you, sir.” Would it be too too impolite to ask the teacher what was going on? It felt like whatever Sally had going on was a personal, Sally problem, and asking behind her back to learn without offering a fair exchange seemed underhanded. But she was also incredibly curious on the matter. She mentally debated her options before deciding to drop it. She’d ask Sally herself.
“So, if Peter and Sally are grabbing general stuff… we’re heading to the back, right?” she paused for a second before adding on with a casual conversation starter. “Do you get roped into helping groups for projects often, or is this a one time, help the new kids adjust sort of thing?”
Ack, I fell a little inactive ;__;
Maxi is kind of floating around in the realm of I don't know what to do with him right now, so I haven't had anything to post ;n;
Maxi is kind of floating around in the realm of I don't know what to do with him right now, so I haven't had anything to post ;n;
Bonny would have added something, anything, to the conversation if she felt she could. A lot of the time in school she was only half paying attention anyways; absorbing the rather mutantless history while daydreaming (not actually sleeping, heavens forbid) through the day. She never really questioned it, instead aggressively concerning herself with keeping her mind calm and happy so she didn’t suffer a nightmare. But now that her surroundings have changed from that of the norm to that of mutants, she was learning more and more. It felt a little embarrassing that she even suggested textbooks after Sally tore them down so relentlessly.
She watched the interaction between the librarian and Sally curiously. Sally asked where the books were, addressed a professor by a first name, and the librarian said at the end that Sally should already know where they were and called /her/ by a nickname. It was all awkwardly informal, leading Bonny to question who this person was more and more. Should she ask more about her? It would be rude of her to do so without wanting to provide an answer in response in some areas. But she was curious.
They reached the left side of the library, and Bonny looked up and down the hall. “Should we split up to look for books? We know the time period stuff is up front, and the specific stuff is in the back. If we split up it might be quicker for us to gather everything.”
She watched the interaction between the librarian and Sally curiously. Sally asked where the books were, addressed a professor by a first name, and the librarian said at the end that Sally should already know where they were and called /her/ by a nickname. It was all awkwardly informal, leading Bonny to question who this person was more and more. Should she ask more about her? It would be rude of her to do so without wanting to provide an answer in response in some areas. But she was curious.
They reached the left side of the library, and Bonny looked up and down the hall. “Should we split up to look for books? We know the time period stuff is up front, and the specific stuff is in the back. If we split up it might be quicker for us to gather everything.”
No textbooks?! She slouched forward, looking mildly defeated. Textbooks were her thing in her old school, for most classes. Everything you needed to know in one simple to use book. Why would they not use them in here?. Her focus went to the teacher for a second as they dismissed the class to go work in the library, and she took it as a cue to stand up. “Great. Well, lead the way, Sally. You’re the most experienced one here, after all” Hopefully they could get some headway done so she could catch up on everything she missed.
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