William Draconius

X-Men Academy

Scott looks around the classroom, as the bell rings. Deciding to wait before getting trampled by others in the classroom, he simply sits, as a few start filing out and down the hall.
Thinking to himself, he muses All I would need is someone stumbling through me today, as he plays with a pencil, spinning it in his fingers.

Siegeworks

Just remember, time is an artificial construct designed to make everyone late, twice.

Siegeworks

basic combat works, unless you swing the burning torch down. You see, someone dropped black powder all over the ground....and Vortex lifts off.

X-Men Academy

*poink*
At the tap, Scott glanced around, looking to see who poked him, then went back to reading, trying to ignore the droning on of the teacher.

X-Men Academy

Scott enters the room, finds a seat again, by the window and closer to the front. Not terribly thrilled by the class....hopefully something would get his attention, or he'd start scribbling in the book again...

X-Men Academy

Scott sighed, as the bell rang. He loved history, but didn't make it into the class in time again. He'd listen outside the door, making notes in the schoolbook, then head out tosome class on dead fake dudes....at least in history, he mused, the events had happened. Picking his stuff up, he managed to head down the hall, a moment before the doors flew open.

X-Men Academy

Scott, after the explosion was trying to figure out the best way to get out of this room and to the History class, he had an idea. He could, drop into the classroom below, but there was two drawbacks. One, is he could plummet, which might hurt if he dropped to far, and two, he could drop into the wrong classroom. Of course, there was that annoying problem known as control, which was still getting the bugs worked out....picks up his odds and ends, slips past the two kids in the doorway, and heads down the hall, sticking close to the wall, hoping he won't be late.

X-Men Academy

Scott, seeing clock exploded, jumped a little...and fell through his chair, surprised. With a little difficulty, climbs off the floor, picks up his books and sits down, reading quietly.

X-Men Academy

Scott made his way to the room, with kids milling around. Eventually a spot opened up, and slid in between some kids and found a seat up near the desk, but also near the windows for some fresh air. Relax, he told himself, just relax. Just school, no one's stuffed you in a locker yet, nothing started on fire, and the desk seemed to be solid enough for anything....looked around a little bit, then lowered himself down in the seat.

X-Men Academy

Scott finishes off his cereal, and got ready to go to class, when he ran into a little problem. He went to grab his empty box of cereal...and his hand passed through the box. Frowning, looked first at the box, his hand, and around, hoping no one else saw that. Trying it again, and missing, muttered under his breath. "C'mon, not today...." On the third try, he was finally able to grab it, then shuffled over to the garbage can, throwing it away and heading off to the math room.