Dire News At The Door ((Open For All Reactions))

[ngm_miscellaneous]

Mrs. Mary MacNeilly's report to the New York State Education Department was far from glowing. Her report caused a lot more concern and shock than normal process usually allowed. They did their research on previous inspections just to see how long this mutant school problem had been going on. Despite their research showing there had never been an issue as large as what was put before them, they had to take action on what Mrs. MacNeilly had reported.

The NYSED informed the superintendent in the district Xavier's was located in of the issue. They also got in touch with Westchester County's office about Xavier's certificate of occupancy due to the structural damage Mrs. MacNeilly had witnessed happening to the school building. With the report of mutants on the grounds the state and county governments got their information squared away before sending representatives to the school with protection from law enforcement. Child Protective Services got into the loop after being informed of a young girl living at the school surrounded by mutants who quite possibly could not control their powers.

As the media got wind of what was coming to a quiet yet secretive school in upstate New York, TV stations sent crews out. Some of the government representatives were glad to talk vaguely about what was happening at the school live. With the cameras aimed to put the people going into the school on film, a TV reporter stepped into the frame.

"This is Samantha Boulevard here not far from the town of Salem Center in Westchester County. Government officials from the New York State Education Department are here delivering a notice of probation for the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning. The school came under scrutiny recently during an inspection by a certified educational inspector. My sources have told me that this school poses as a private institution for education but has been revealed to be habitat for mutants."

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[vesper_verde]

As Marcelo's secretary was wont to do, she informed him of news that might pertain to him. Like the information about a private school in Westchester County that was getting media attention.

He sat back in his chair and rubbed his chin. He wasn't surprised by the news outside of the tone it carried. Stephanie had been forthcoming about being a mutant to him. It wasn't a far stretch for him to figure out the school she went to when they had met was possibly the one on the news.

He glanced at his phone. He wasn't sure if she was at work or in the middle of class. He wasn't sure if she heard the news. Though he did pick up his phone and call. Even if it was just a message to say he was there and could meet her anywhere she needed.

[pyroprincess]

Stephanie was watching the news on a TV in campus, and feeling like she wanted to tear some of the people around her from end to end. She was glad she wasn't a telepath or an empath, but the blind ignorance and barely-concealed hatred was still apparent in the air.

"I trust you've been told about the news?" Her voice was clipped, tense, and she ducked out of openly public space into a place where there were far fewer people around. "My old school's all over it."

She knew she'd have to come clean publicly sooner or later, but this was making the whole situation more urgent than she would have liked.

[vesper_verde]

"Sim, querida." His voice was much more calm and smooth. He was concerned about the news and her, but he thought a level head might do him better.

"What do you need me to do?" He asked while he blindly felt around his desk drawer for wherever his car keys went to.

[pyroprincess]

"Get me out of here." She looked around for a moment, at a distant crowd. "The atmosphere's getting less than pleasant." She wasn't exactly concerned about her safety, per se, but it wouldn't do anyone any good for her to get more and more upset as the people around her did. She had a hard enough time enduring the occasional anti-mutant remarks of people as it was.

This was something of an entirely different scale. She had little doubt it would get violent, somewhere.

[vesper_verde]

"I'm just getting my keys now." His hand finally touched the fob. He grabbed it and got up from the desk with his phone still on his ear.

"Where should I pick you up?" He'd flown over her university campus a time or two. It was a big campus. Though wherever he went, his dark green Tesla Roadster would stick out a bit.