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

[hauntingyou]

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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[marvel_boy]

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?

[iced_cherub]

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..."

[eidolon34]

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?