A metal jug of ice water and a metal cup - something more classy than you'd see in a prison cell - wafted over from the side table. A cold cup of fresh lemon-cucumber water poured itself for Josephine. This was joined by a plate of lemon curd and raspberry thumbprint cookies. "Please," she said. "Make yourself comfortable, Relax."
One of the drawers in Lorna's office pulled open and a metal file floated out, gently hovering before coming down in front of Josephine and opening up to reveal all of the paperwork that Rachel had prepared for the young mutant.
"It's not really like the old days," Lorna replied. "Back when it was just Cyclops, Marvel Girl, and the others. Back then, there was only one generation of mutants, and they had to do most of the heavy lifting. Others like me, my husband, Storm, Wolverine - we came later, in spurts." Lorna smiled. "But you're probably at least somewhat familiar with our history, right?" She knew enough about Josephine's brother. )He had, after all, broken her son's heart.) Through this, she also had learned a little something about Josephine.
"We have different tracks here now. You can be on the X-Men track - prepping yourself to be one of those who protects the world that hates and fears you - or you can simply be a student, learning how to control your powers and then going off to college and choosing a separate career of your own. Sometimes, like Iceman and Kitty Pryde, X-Men come and go. Others, like Wolverine (shockingly enough), tend to be lifers."
She nodded at Josephine as a metal pen floated across the desk and landed on top of the paperwork. "You have options, is what I'm attempting to say."
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One of the drawers in Lorna's office pulled open and a metal file floated out, gently hovering before coming down in front of Josephine and opening up to reveal all of the paperwork that Rachel had prepared for the young mutant.
"It's not really like the old days," Lorna replied. "Back when it was just Cyclops, Marvel Girl, and the others. Back then, there was only one generation of mutants, and they had to do most of the heavy lifting. Others like me, my husband, Storm, Wolverine - we came later, in spurts." Lorna smiled. "But you're probably at least somewhat familiar with our history, right?" She knew enough about Josephine's brother. )He had, after all, broken her son's heart.) Through this, she also had learned a little something about Josephine.
"We have different tracks here now. You can be on the X-Men track - prepping yourself to be one of those who protects the world that hates and fears you - or you can simply be a student, learning how to control your powers and then going off to college and choosing a separate career of your own. Sometimes, like Iceman and Kitty Pryde, X-Men come and go. Others, like Wolverine (shockingly enough), tend to be lifers."
She nodded at Josephine as a metal pen floated across the desk and landed on top of the paperwork. "You have options, is what I'm attempting to say."