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Julia Sheridan ([personal profile] hauntingyou) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2015-02-04 03:10 am

Something Spooky This Way Comes (Open to all at Xavier's)

It had been a long journey, but finally, she was here. She wasn't tired, exactly, she wasn't sure she could get tired now, at least not in the same way as before. But, she was mentally weary and glad to have reached her destination.

She passed through the metal gates protecting the entrance and paused to admire the random and colorful pattern that appeared on the monitor embedded into one of the posts. She stuck an intangible finger through the screen and dragged it around, watching the pixels swirl and follow. It was pretty. Much prettier than the considerably lower tech ATM she was playing with... when was that? It was so easy to lose track of time, now. That ATM had bleeped and blooped and spat out a snowstorm of twenty dollar bills. Pity she couldn't use them now, or even touch them, but it was fun to watch the crowd of people scrambling for them.

She drifted away. The monitor flickered and flashed, then displayed a rebooting sequence. She moved further in to the mansion grounds, invisible and intangible. There were people here. Maybe she could make one of them see her.
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[personal profile] marvel_boy 2015-02-04 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Topher was sitting in the library, his laptop open to a few different screens. School had barely just started, but he was already getting a head start on all of the classwork. First up, this meant a research paper.

Although, maybe not something about Apocalypse now? he thought as he frowned at one of the articles about him. Someone, somewhere, was theorizing that Apocalypse was somehow related to the Summers family. Nope. Not in my family tree. Not in this universe.

He'd sooner have preferred to be related to Adam X the X-Treme.

Which still isn't happening.

He leaned back and rubbed his eyes.

Dullsville. I need some excitement.

But the kind that didn't involve an attack on the school.

Ugh. What do?
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[personal profile] marvel_boy 2015-02-05 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
Given that Topher had no mystical inclination, at first, he didn't notice anything. No hand waving, no face-making. It was really just him, his books, his laptop, and his papers.

His papers which were rustling and flying about. Topher blinked. Okay. The windows were closed, but the school was filled with telekinetically-inclined mutants.

Oh god. Please don't let it be-

"Dolemeck?" Topher stood up. "Ilya?" He bent down to pick some of those papers up. "Uh. Anyone?"
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[personal profile] marvel_boy 2015-02-05 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
Topher breathed in deeply.

Don't freak out.

This could be anything. It could be anyone.

Do we even have any invisible mutants at the school? Topher wasn't sure.

"Rachel. This isn't you pulling some prank, right?"
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[personal profile] marvel_boy 2015-02-05 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Gah!" Topher yelled. Okay. No. That was not right. He'd been listening to the Bangles. "It's a Small World" had never been covered by the Bangles.

Ever.

Deep breath. Deep breath. Deep breath.

He closed his laptop shut with a quick movement.

Deep breath.

"Uhm. Halp," he whispered.
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[personal profile] marvel_boy 2015-02-05 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
It's cool. This was the Institute. He'd grown up here. He could leave his stuff in the library and come back for it in the morning.

That was fine.

What wasn't fine was the thing in the library.

The thing that Topher was running from.

Because he'd totally just lost his cool.

"Ghooooooooooooossssssst!"
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[personal profile] iced_cherub 2015-02-05 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
Topher wasn't the only one working on school work. Bobbi was stuck on her math though and was searching out her namesake genetic donor to see if he could help her figure out the calculus that she was stuck on.

"Mr Drake? You in here?" She knocked lightly on his office door having a feeling it was a lost cause, but hey she could hope right? "I was wondering if you had time to help me with some of this..."
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[personal profile] iced_cherub 2015-02-05 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
Bobbi felt a cold chill, which was weird since she was one of the coldest in the school.

"Professor Drake, I really don't think that freezing up the library would be a good prank. Rachel would be pissed at the water damage." She turned looking for the other Cryokenetic...

And nothing there...

"Okay?" She went back the way she came trying to find Bobby, or whatever caused the chill. Setting her books on a table she decided to have her hands free just in case. "I'm warning you Professor I can drop lower than you and I don't like it when someone tries to scare me."
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[personal profile] iced_cherub 2015-02-05 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
She heard the noise and tensed a moment. "Okay even Professor Drake isn't that lame for scaring people. Where are you?" She's thinking it's one of the new students playing a trick on the little innocent angel.

She walks into the book stacks.
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[personal profile] iced_cherub 2015-02-05 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah disembodied voice... Bobbi stood perfectly still.

"Okay I know threatening to kill is totally not allowed on school grounds." Though she was trembling slightly. "Where are you? Show yourself."

I can handle this... I can handle this.... Don't run away Bobbi, don't run away...
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[personal profile] iced_cherub 2015-02-05 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, that yell... you have a four year old running for the doors thanks.
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[personal profile] eidolon34 2015-02-05 09:33 am (UTC)(link)
The student lounge was where Richard preferred to do his academic reading, which was extremely difficult since he had been told to read it. He strongly disliked books being forced upon him as homework, and any distraction would have been welcomed at that point to alleviate him of such a boring situation.

"Of course, I don't think that a bunch of people are going to wander in here to watch television again," he muttered as he flipped the page. Who knew that reading a novel about a guy trapped on an island could make him want to fall asleep?
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[personal profile] eidolon34 2015-02-05 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"What the...," he muttered as he looked up from his book. Richard could have sworn that someone had said something, but there was no one around to do it.

Returning to his book, a second noise was made, and this time he was sure that it had happened. "Alright, whoever is there had better show themselves right now."

Of course, he still couldn't see anyone, which meant that either they had camouflaged themselves or he was losing it.

Then the stench filled his nose, and he quickly covered his mouth and nostrils. "Great, I'm hearing voices and someone left their wet socks lying around."
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[personal profile] eidolon34 2015-02-07 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
The smell was getting much worse in the room that it was starting to make him gag, and Richard wondered what foul thing could possibly be emitting such a stench. It wasn’t like the institute wasn’t cleaned so someone had to be playing a joke on him.

Then the eerie voice started saying brains in a foreboding tone of voice. “I don’t know who you are, but if it is brains you are after then I think you may have picked the wrong guy. Mine isn’t the best one to choose.” It was sort of sad for him to admit that, but things were getting sort of creepy.

His eyes shifted to the television screen that was acting odd, and then when the speakers went off he quickly covered his ears while he rose to his feet. “What is it? Who is there?”
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[personal profile] eidolon34 2015-02-11 12:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"E? What is this Wheel of Fortune or something," he asked. Richard wasn't a fan of guessing games, and this one wasn't even fun.

Then the speaker asked him if he gave up, and under normal circumstances he would have gone with 'no'. These were hardly normal by any standards.

Grabbing his book, he looked at the television. "Yeah, I give up," he said before turning into vapor and drifting out of the room.