X-Mansion mingle

[notthemaniwas]

Who: Charles Xavier |anyone visiting/moving into the X-Mansion
When: All February
Where: X-Mansion (residence 15 of region 5 on Kauto)
What: Month-long mingle, let everyone settle and get comfortable, claim rooms, train, whatever
Warnings: None?

With the mansion built and paid for, all there was really left to do was find students, some of whom were already students at the school on Earth, and furnish what they could. It would likely have to come from their own pockets, furnishings for their rooms, food. At least for a little while. Settling on Kauto, there were surely rules and organizations to him to familiarize himself with yet. Some that might provide funding, especially once he started accepting Savrii students.

They'll manage for now at least. And he was sure he could find some use for his own abilities to earn money while here. Legally.

Comments

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

[The first time they.

...ah. But of course.]

Say, are you virgin?

[brokeassgoing]

[he stares at her blankly for a moment]

Why're you so obsessed with this shit? No, I'm not.

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

Oh, I don't know. Why are so obsessed with your own liver-whatnot shit?

[Stare, meet a glare.]

And really? Could have fooled me since you seem to think that every gal is fucking going to maim you when they ask for sex. Or did you lose it to your right hand? You know that shit won't count.

[brokeassgoing]

Cause it's a part of me I'd like to keep outta the black market, thanks.

[a harder stare]

I don't think every one would. Good to know you're so obsessed with strangers bed habits, though.

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

[She crosses the arms around her chest in defensive manner, one hand still holding tightly the cup of coffee.

So, about that mischievous and somewhat light mood she had when approaching him? Gone.]

So does that mean I'm just special? Or is this because of something else? Well, fucking newflash to you, fucker. I've never been interested in your gross innards. So, please. Go and get your fucking head checked.

[brokeassgoing]

What do you mean something else-- what the hell are you insinuating that I'm insinuating?? Look, like I said, I doubt you're gonna do that. You were actin' weird as fuck, so sue me. But that was before. So...sorry.

[gentlemenpreferblondes]

[Her eyes harden, glare turning more stiff and unforgiving. No, she's not going to accept such half-assed apology so easily. Especially when it's about topic that is still sore. Behind the surface, she does agree with Badou, blaming and punishing herself for the whole event despite everyone else telling her not to.

But this man? He has no right or any business to touch it. Guess laughing at his paranoia and discomfort was only fun until the finger began to point at her.]

Well, aren't you just hilarious. Talking about me acting weird when you act like a fucking mental case with pole showed right up in ass all the time.

[brokeassgoing]

[he sighs loudly because, well he's an ass. he gets she's pissed for being treated like that when she was acting suspicious but-- its just a way of life for him.]

You're really taken with stuff up asses aren't you. I'd almost call you anal if you weren't such a polite lady. Look, I'm most worried about preserving my own life. It happened to fall into thinking you wanted to kill me. I'm really sorry it did.