Six Months Later -- The New Mutants

[crawler_kid]

It had been a very strange six months for the New Mutants.  With everything that had gone down with the X-Men, they had reaped some of the benefits of being associated with them, experiencing a surge in popularity, albeit on filtered through the still somewhat unstable and FOH harboring New Jersey climate.

Angel was also damn certain someone was following Sara and her around on campus.  She hadn't yet had to teleport them into one of the campus fountains or anything like that, but she was certain it was close.

Her own life was falling into order well enough.  She'd shifted her major, applying her gen eds and some of her other courses into a theater major.  She natural flair and presence helped considerably, and theater folk were largely some of the most accepting she'd known.

Not too bad a time to be a mutant, all things considered...

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[crawler_kid]

Angel gave Aiden another tight squeeze.

"Ah'll talk to some folks in the theater department. See if anybody there's heard of 'em too."

Another squeeze. "We ain't gonna force you into nothin', Sugah. Ah'm ready to kick them to the curb right now."

[sonoflongshot]

He pressed his lips together and rubbed the back of his neck. Today's plans had not included falling apart in front of his teammates.

"I can, maybe, do an interview. Just... not by myself. Gomen nasai."

He rubbed at his eyes to try to push the tears back into their ducts for later. It didn't work, but he at least had a hand with an apple in it in front of his face.

[summersspawn]

Sara squeezed Aiden's shoulder.

"Not by yourself, and not at all, unless you're really ok with it."

She looked up, talking to everyone now.

"That is, assuming we even do an interview. None of us really want to, and we've got resources to run this guy off if he keeps pestering us. Stephanie has scary lawyers. I have a scary telepathic sister. Aiden and Angel are, like, ninjas. And I could even talk to Bruce, see how the Reality Network likes it when spooky people in anonymous black suits show up asking about their phone records."

[pyroprincess]

"Perhaps we should take a little time and think about it some more?" Stephanie suggested. "We have no need to rush anyway- if they start harassing us over this, we'll simply outright refuse. And if they persist, as Sara has so helpfully pointed out, we're able to retaliate with shocking effectiveness.

But tonight, I don't know about you- but I think we'd all benefit from shelving all this unpleasantness and doing something fun. Like getting pizza. Or rooting out the forces of evil."