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One mini Icecube with a side order of oops. [open]

Bobbi scowled as she knelt helping one of her friends pick up their books. “Alex you have to be such a jerk?” She handed the books over to the girl he had tripped, who was pushing her glasses up so she could see.

“Bobbi, don’t, you’ll get into trouble if you’re in another fight. It’s alright I’m used to it by now.” She did accept her books though.

“Aw what’s wrong Bobbi, gonna let the geek tell you what to do?”

“Considering she’s been helping me get used to the school, yeah I’ll let her.” She glared at the older student putting an arm around her friend. “Come on, let’s go. We’ll be late for class if we stay here, I can’t afford another tardy.” Their way towards the English room was blocked by his friends. Bobbi glanced around, the other students were forming a ring around them, the chant of fight already starting. The fourteen year old gave a small frown. “Anna stay behind me okay?” She was used to getting bumps and bruises from the soccer field at least. If he was really going to take a swing she preferred it to be her that got hit and not Anna.

Al’s fist hit the locker by her head making her flinch slightly as he grinned. “All that bravado and you’re still shaking aren’t you?” He laughed stepping back.

Bobbi closed her eyes growling a moment, the air around her started to cool down as she pushed him away from her. He yelped, her small hands actually cold enough to burn him even through his shirt. “I’m not scared of you.” Her words were as cold as her hands, making his buddies back up as if scared of the pint sized teen. She stormed past him, the air still cooling. There was the sound of something above the gathered students cracking. Looking up all the sprinklers had icicles forming. The young blond bolted as soon as she was away from everyone, feeling like she needed space.

Once outside in the California sun she bolted across the yard planning on making it home before anything else happened. She wasn't sure what was going on, but had a feeling the cracking noises she had heard were because of her.

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"Professors," He shook her hand. "I'm not going to lie I kind of don't want her going. New York is a far distance." He kept an arm over his daughter's shoulder as she rolled her eyes.

"Dad really it'll be okay. You know I'll be careful." She looked at the pair. "Sorry he's over protective even though I'm a big kid."

Definitely setting off some alarm bells in Doug's head. Hopefully, this wouldn't escalate. But he was prepared if it did.

"Understandable," he said instead, shaking the man's hand as well. "But I can assure you, Westchester County is very safe."

Rachel couldn't read the father at all. She would have to follow her instincts and Doug's lead. Bobbi was still an open book and wasn't thinking anything out of the ordinary.

"We're well prepared for students of Bobbi's caliber. Quality education will get her far."

Bobbi watched the three, the grip on her shoulder tightened ever so slightly. She stayed near her father.

"We know of the school. It's just, hard to let her go. I'm sure you understand."

"Of course," Doug said. "My parents were the same way."

He tensed, ever so slightly, when he was the grip tighten.

Don't like where this is going, he thought to Rachel. No... overt threats, but even within his mechanical limits, I don't think he much likes us here.

I can get Bobbi out of his grip if this escalates. Just keep with the smooth words, Mr. Ramsey. That's your thing.

She remained pleasantly quiet. Rachel was subtly figuring out a telekinetic shield to put around Bobbi and keep her powers from going off on the street.

Bobbi was watching the two. After a moment he nodded letting her go. "I'll deal with the paperwork if you want to pack."

She reached up to her shoulder when he let her go. "You sure Dad?"

"This will be better for you in the long run."

Doug was in control enough not to let out a sigh of relief. He smiled instead. "You've making a good choice, sir."

"Doug, if you want to help Mr. Angelus with the paperwork, I can help Bobbi pack." Even if they had just gotten permission, Rachel was not about to let the girl out of her sight until they were safely away. She glanced toward her husband to see if he agreed with the plan.

He gave a nod. "Might be best, you'd know what she would need."

Bobbi nodded as she smiled a little. She did step closer to Rachel though, getting the feeling it would ease the red head a little.

Well. Better than he expected. But then again, after some of the things he saw in the New Mutants, Doug tended to be suspicious when trouble popped up recruiting students.

"Sounds like a plan," he agreed.

Once Doug agreed, Rachel turned to the newest student at Xavier's. "Well, Bobbi, show me to your room. We'll have this done in no time."

Or at least done in the speed of thought.

Mr. Angelus nodded. "Hope you two will allow us to take her to the airport at least right?"

"That'll help, I usually take too long to pack. At least mom and dad say."

Doug allowed himself a smile. "I don't see any problem wit that."

Especially not since Rachel could keep a telepathic eye on Bobbi.

With her rapport with Doug, she would be aware if anything robotic started attacking him. So, she serenely went along with Bobbi toward her room.

"You'll be gone awhile. Do you have enough suitcases and boxes to take what you'll need?"

"There should be enough in the attic. Alice'll help if you ask. That is if she hasn't started already." He was silent a moment watching her. "Pretty sure she's sticking around today."

"Then I should. Though... I don't think I need to take everything I have. Do we get our own rooms? Or do we share? And no one will complain about stuffed animals will they?" Guess if I have to I can hide Frosty under my blanket when I'm not in the room. The image of a purple penguin came to mind at the thought. She really was just a kid.

"Our dorms are double occupancy. You'll share a room. You can have stuffed animals. Though someone might complain, we'll try not to have you room with some like that." There was a reason there was an Asgardian wolf-princess in the room with the most likely complainer.

"So, if you want to bring your purple penguin as company, that's perfectly fine." The redhead was trying to ease into showing her own powers. The telekinesis would probably be more interesting with the packing, however.

Bobbi glanced at her as they walked into the house. She hadn't thought she had said anything about him. "There's only three that I'd really want, but he's the one I can't sleep with out. I know, kinda silly still sleeping with one at fourteen isn't it."

Alice was cleaning up from breakfast. "Oh, Sweetie you're back already. Thought you were going to go with your father."

She shook her head. "He said he had it. Are the suitcases still in the attic?"

"I'll get them for you."

"It's not silly if it gives you comfort. If he helps you sleep, Frosty can't be that silly." Rachel kept watch on Bobbi out of the corner of her eye. She nodded her thanks to the robo-Mom.

"I have an exercise for you, Bobbi. Think of the things you'll want to take with you and where they're located."

She tilted her head a little at Rachel. "Just think about it?"

The stuffed animal on the bed came first to mind. As well as her favorite boots which were in her closet. Other items came to mind, a few books, and other articles of clothing.

"Just think about them," she assured. As Bobbi thought of items, they came out from wherever they had been to settle neatly on her bed. The piles were ready for packing.

Leading the way to her room she paused a moment seeing the piles. "Okay, you do that? From reading my mind?"

Yes the girl was impressed. "Think I'll be able to do that at some point?"

"Yes, I did that," she answered casually. Rachel glanced around the room for other things to pack.

"Your powers are different from mine. I can read minds and move objects with my mind. We'll teach you how to defend from the former at school. The latter is harder to avoid. Your powers have more to do with ice than telekinesis."

"It's still cool." She slipped off her hoodie since she didn't need it on inside, exposing the grey feathered wings on her back.

"Well ice and flight... Kinda. Though I've never actually been able to get into the air more than eight feet. Scared to try here. Daddy says it's not safe for me to show people I have them."

Rachel blinked at the wings. Then she sent a message to Doug via their rapport about them.

"We have facilities and a large grounds to accommodate flight lessons. We'll let you test what you can do." She would not grudging admit that the girl's robo-father was probably correct about the danger of showing off her wings.

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