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Though the semester was drawing to a close, there was still plenty of work to be done. Finals to be administered, grades to be entered into the computer, arrangements made for those students who would not or could not return home over the summer. When they had opened their doors, it had come with a great many changes in policies and procedures. They were, if he recalled correctly, due for an end of year inspection in a week or so.

Doug's own plate was always full as it was. There was a continual battle between himself and various students over the filters he had installed on the internet, up to and including several who wanted to play intergalactic MMO's.

(Which he might have been doing himself. But he had his own private servers for that.)

Right now, he was holding office hours for any of the students who needed an extra meeting with the computer teacher. It was also a good time to get caught up on his e-mails. He had three from various government organizations who wanted him to decrypt some intercepted transmissions, five from museums around the world who needed an artifact or tablet translated, and one from Warlock with several picture attachments from his latest vacation.

Plenty on his plate, but life was pretty good these days.

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((OOC Note: This immediately follows this post and continues it on.))

Consciousness came back slowly to Headmaster Rachel Grey-Ramsey. The pain hit her faster. She groaned softly as her head and shoulder throbbed. She could sense all the chaos happening around the school, but her mind was too muddled to make sense of it. She reached up and pulled books and cracked shelving off her head and shoulders.

She knew she needed to be up and moving to protect the children. She wasn't helped by a cascade of wood and paper into her lap.

Current Mood: sore

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Class had only been in session for a couple days at Xavier's. Labor Day had come and gone. There were more students on campus than in previous semesters. The buzz from first day jitters had settled down. Routines were starting to be picked up. It was currently the small span of time between the end of classes for the day and the beginning of after-school activities.

A mile from the main house, a very determined man wearing purple and dark blue was setting up. He took note of various things like the range to the target, wind direction, wind velocity, air density, elevation, and the Coriolis effect. As well as the effect the window he was going to shoot through would have on his very special bullet. He peered through his scope. This would be an extremely tricky shot, but the entire operation was waiting on him to start it. He needed to take out the biggest problem on that campus. The new construction getting into his way didn't help matters.

He eventually lined up a clear shot and waited. He caught a flash of red in the window. The target must have been sitting at her desk. The sniper grinned slightly to himself. He took in a breath, let it half out, and then squeezed the trigger.
The one-of-a-kind bullet made of non-magnetic material blasted out of the barrel of the sniper rifle. His aim was dead on. He quickly tapped the signal to have the first ones launch their attack.

The walls along Graymalkin Lane were breached explosively in multiple places. Most near security nodes to delay the time the security system roused. Men and women in black tabards with white crosses poured through the openings. They ran toward the buildings and any visible muties on the grounds. They all had been itching for some action since the debacle at Veridian Dynamics. Being underground for this long made the need for mutie blood strong among the Purifiers.

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There was Richard, Topher, Brianna, Kayla, Rose, Bobbi, and himself. Well, that he met so far. The school was starting to fill up with new students, meaning it was only a matter of time before school started up. Not just that, but soon official room mates would be assigned, classes would be sorted out. It was going to be hectic.

For now, Dolemeck was hanging out with Richard on the front lawn of the mansion. The two were reading a book together... when a pick-up truck drove up on the grounds. That must be the new kid he overheard the teachers talking about. He looked over to Richard with a raised eyebrow, before watching as their new classmate got out of his truck.

Current Location: Xavier Mansion, NY

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Dolemeck had become more active at the mansion since he got there. He had begun swimming with the help of his powers and trusted friends, and had worked on his sewing when he had time to himself. There were so many possibilities at this mansion, many he never thought possible. It was like the world was now his oyster.

That said, Dolemeck decided to take the time to watch the sun set over the lake on the mansion grounds. His leg braces were off to the side, resting up against the boat house, while his feet dangled off the dock. He took in the sight of the sky starting to change from light blue, to a darker blue, and then a fiery mix of orange and pink.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see someone walking up to the dock he sat on. He turned his head and just smiled to the person, giving a small wave, before going back to looking up at the sky.

Current Mood: calm
Current Location: Xavier Institute, Westchester, New York

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WHO: Kayla Connors, Illyana Rasputin
WHEN: Approximately a week after the incident in the kitchen
WHERE: X-Mansion Infirmary
WHAT: Illyana is brought in to help Kayla in dire straits

After the dramatic moments in the kitchen, Kayla's depression and lassitude had crumbled into what was virtually a waking coma. Her life force wasn't quite low enough to kill her outright, but her life force did not burn brightly enough to sustain anything like ordinary life. They had to summon Magik, the sorceress best known to the X-Men, in hopes that she would find a solution to their problems. Eventually, something of a solution had been found- but it required a rather complicated spell and the donation of accumulated life force from several people in order to patch up Kayla's own.

There would be consequences from this spell. The people involved wouldn't feel quite right for a few days afterwards- nothing like Kayla's extreme case, but some fatigue and mild depression were likely. Diluted elements of their personalities could be reflected in Kayla for some time thereafter. After such a prolonged period of lassitude and depression, it was likely that Kayla would manifest, after a rather long sleep, a significant manic phase.

Right now, the girl had been placed into a full magical coma, looking just as serene as a modern day Sleeping Beauty. It would be time for the magic to work its course.

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Erin had a lot of things on her mind. The biggest one being the issue of how to get better with her gift. She wants to be the best Avenger she can be. No one on the team can really help her refine her abilities when it comes to be an aquakinetic.

The latest news actually helped. There was a school. Too bad she was recently graduated from the Rushmore academy. It would be easy to apply for her last year of high school. It is June, however, in a few weeks she will be eighteen. She is no longer a kid worrying about her grades.

She is a young adult. In September she will be going to college in the city. There has to be a way to work this out.

Erin made an appointment. Just to talk over her options. She wanted to be sure before she settled on anything. She arrives twenty minutes early. Traffic had been excellent today.

Erin adjusts her skirt as she exits her car then approaches the front door. She feels better already. She was glad she was doing this.

It will make everything easier on her.

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Rachel Grey-Ramsey, still freshly minted headmaster at ~~Hogwarts~~ Xavier's, had finalized the plans for the massive amounts of construction that was to happen around the school this summer. With the summer session in full-swing, she hoped the construction would not be too disruptive to the classes in session for those students still on campus.

Though she would gather all staff, students, X-Men and other residents of age that needed to know what was going on. It was mandatory for all to attend. Changes were going to happen whether any of them liked them or not. She mentally adjusted her perfectly-tailored suit and stood in front of the assembled mutants.

"As you all are aware, Xavier's is now a publicly-known school for mutants. As such we will be under more scrutiny to make educational standards on top of the larger student body we will be having in the fall. This brings many changes for us to adapt to. Dormitories separate from the mansion will be built for the students with resident advisers rooming in those buildings as well. There will be separate housing as well for the staff, X-Men, and other members of our family residing on campus. We have been a family, and I will make sure that remains the same. The interior of the mansion from attic to basement will be remodeled. Most classes will be held inside the mansion. There will be a cafeteria for students as well as adults to eat in. The subbasements will not be changed.

However, these changes come at some cost to how things were run before. As family we could be more informal and turn our eyes from certain behaviors. With government agencies watching us closely, this will no longer be the case. Among the changes, we will have a zero tolerance policy for drug use and underage drinking. Also, no training session is to be run without a teacher present to shut it down if things go wrong. Any X-Men affiliates who are on campus in a non-teaching capacity will be advised to stay away from the students.

If there are any further concerns or questions, please feel free to ask. My door is always open to anyone here who needs help."

Current Mood: determined

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Alisa left ahead of schedule from her Manhattan apartment to the Xavier Institute. She was worried about traffic on the Taconic parkway, as well as her ability to get up the stairs of the school and make her interview in a timely fashion. But she managed to make it with fifteen minutes to spar. She parked in the visitor's parking lot in her Shelby Cobra. It felt good to be able to drive her car again, and without a single issue regarding her leg!

She got out of her car casually, grabbing her portfolio that rested on the passenger seat, along with her references, degrees, and other things needed to prove she was able to teach Art. Ashe she was turning over a new leaf, Alisa actually changed her wardrobe. No longer was she wearing black and white clothing with pin stripes. She wore a pink blouse with a brown belt around her waist, and a flared red and pink plaid skirt that went to the top of her knees.

"Feels good to finally do what I want for once. She thought to herself as she made her way to the main building of the school. It took her awhile to get up the steps, but she made it carrying everything she had brought with her. Eventually Alisa found one of the school's sectaries (rather whoever was working for the day), and was instructed to sit by the administrator's office to wait until she was called for her interview. The drive here was not so bad, the wait, however, was nail biting.

Current Mood: accomplished
Current Location: Westchester County, NY

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( Deus Vult )

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Getting called to the headmaster's office was usually more fraught with trepidation when one was a student at Xavier's. Rachel was slightly nervous herself, but that was mostly because she had felt some sort of different current in the air. There was the usual end of semester freedom excitement from the student body. However, there was something else around that she wasn't quite sure of.

She mentally adjusted her clothes as she approached the big, wooden doors. Her clothes reacted to her thoughts. She let out a puff of breath and raised her hand to knock on the door.

She tried to banish feeling like she was getting called to the headmaster's office for tugging on someone's pigtails.

Current Mood: pensive

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Robin stood lost in the main foyer of the Institute's mansion. Here he'd always thought of himself as pretty well off and of his family houses as huge, but then he came to Xavier's and had his scope of the world scaled properly. He was clearly not as up to this as he had said he was - which was impressive considering no one had objected to coming here harder than he had. Clad in his favorite plaid button up shirt, a navy blue business suit jacket and khaki slacks, he looked like he had everything together until one looked at his face, pinched in confusion. Where his room was supposed to be, he couldn't begin to fathom now that he'd put his things in it, and classes? They might as well have been wild thylacines for how well he was doing at finding them. Running a hand through his slightly shaggy hair, he looked around.

To quote an obscure electroclash-hiphop crossover band he liked, Operation: Messin' This Up is go.

Current Mood: Very lost
Current Location: Xavier Institute
Current Music: endle55tation, on his iPod

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Rachel had been busy covering various things inside and outside the mansion after Xavier's was outed as a school for mutants. There was an ever-present pack of media outside the gates, but she had gotten good at ignoring why they were there. Though she still tried to make what parts of daily life she was a part of on campus run as smooth as it normally did.

She had a small, portable television in her shared quarters with her husband. She had stopped in the room to take a few minutes to relax and then check up on any news reports. She wasn't paying the news much mind until the mention of a mutant porno came up.

She turned her head to see censored images take from a video of Aiden... and her baby sister having sex. A shelf cracked off to her right as Rachel stared at the TV. Then the TV lifted up and hurtled toward the door. The door barely opened in time to let the set smash into the far wall of the hallway. Then the door slammed shut.

"I'm going to kill someone..."

Current Mood: angry

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Mrs. Mary MacNeilly's report to the New York State Education Department was far from glowing. Her report caused a lot more concern and shock than normal process usually allowed. They did their research on previous inspections just to see how long this mutant school problem had been going on. Despite their research showing there had never been an issue as large as what was put before them, they had to take action on what Mrs. MacNeilly had reported.

The NYSED informed the superintendent in the district Xavier's was located in of the issue. They also got in touch with Westchester County's office about Xavier's certificate of occupancy due to the structural damage Mrs. MacNeilly had witnessed happening to the school building. With the report of mutants on the grounds the state and county governments got their information squared away before sending representatives to the school with protection from law enforcement. Child Protective Services got into the loop after being informed of a young girl living at the school surrounded by mutants who quite possibly could not control their powers.

As the media got wind of what was coming to a quiet yet secretive school in upstate New York, TV stations sent crews out. Some of the government representatives were glad to talk vaguely about what was happening at the school live. With the cameras aimed to put the people going into the school on film, a TV reporter stepped into the frame.

"This is Samantha Boulevard here not far from the town of Salem Center in Westchester County. Government officials from the New York State Education Department are here delivering a notice of probation for the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning. The school came under scrutiny recently during an inspection by a certified educational inspector. My sources have told me that this school poses as a private institution for education but has been revealed to be habitat for mutants."

Rachel Grey-Ramsey pulled into Xavier's fast enough to almost clip the sides of her car on the opening gates. She didn't bother parking in the garage, abandoning her vehicle somewhere on the drive way before the house.

The Professor himself was coming back from his conference. They need to do an assessment of what went wrong and how they were going to react to it.

So far, Rachel was reacting by telekinetically flying over the front lawn while helping her cousin keep Animus under wraps.

Current Mood: worried

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Mrs. Mary MacNeilly had made the hour trip out to a private school in Westchester county. She was the person assigned from the State Education Department's Office of Nonpublic School Services to perform a surprise inspection of the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning. It had been some time since an in-person inspection of this learning facility had been conducted. It had fallen to Mrs. MacNeilly to go and assess how the school fit the understaffed Office of Accountability's educational parameters.

She drove her midsized sedan up to the gates. She announced herself on the intercomm as "Mary MacNeilly from the New York State Education Department for a compliance inspection."

She drummed her fingers on the steering wheel as she waited for some administrator to allow her on the grounds.

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WHO: Kayla, TBD
WHERE: Xavier Mansion, Westchester County
WHAT: Kayla's arriving here
RATING: PG to PG-13. Kayla might think but probably not say cuss words.

( Trouble with a capital T )

Current Location: Westchester County
Current Music: The Tragically Hip- Looking For A Place To Happen

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Bobbi was sitting up in a tree watching the snow melt in the afternoon sun, the area around her stayed cool enough so she wasn't getting dripped on. Her hoodie was tied around her waist so she could stretch her tiny wings a little at least.

In her lap was one of her text books, Biology actually, it was the lower level of the course, a little more advanced than she was used to, but the challenge was fun. Problem was the teen kept getting distracted. The water dripping onto the icy cave she had made kept making her watch it instead of work on her homework. Wasn't like it was do in the morning though, Bobbi had two days to get it done.

Slipping the book into her bag she thought a moment about one of the news clips she had seen with Iceman. There should be enough moisture in the air... wonder if... She pulled the bag over her shoulder and crawled to the entrance of her 'cave'. She was only four feet off the ground, even if she couldn't form one the fall wouldn't really hurt her.

Bobbi held a hand out closing her eyes to focus, took about fifteen minutes for her to make a small thin ice slide, the area for about ten yards around her had dropped twenty degrees in the attempt.

scooting over to slide down... Well Bobbi Angelus found herself on the ground on her rear. The ice slide had been waaaaay too thin. Once the initial shock wore off she fell back on her back laughing.

((Other students at the school feel free to make fun of her. ^_^)

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Bobbi was hugging her stuffed penguin to her as they pulled up to the school. The young teen had spent most the time they were travelling from the airport looking out the window. She was fairly sure if she had to she could get herself back to the airport if things didn’t work out like the two teachers had said they would.

Though now standing in front of the school one arm around the stuffed animal, the other holding one of her suitcases she was slightly nervous, biting her lip she shifted the toy to the same hand as her bag reaching for the nearest hand.

“They’ll really be okay with me?”

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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.

Current Music: Bad Day - Fuel

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The Next Generation of Marvel Heroes

Office Hours (Open to Xavier's)

To Rise, First You Must Burn.

Attack on Xavier's ((Open to All X-ers on Campus))

Another New Kid (Open to all X'ers)

Sunset

A Measure of Desperation (Illyana and then others)

Continuing Education

A Less Tremulous Forward Direction ((Open to all at Xavier's))

Job Interview (Xavier Institute, might be open)

Veridian Under Siege

Unexpected & New

Moving On Up, Messing On Up (Intro Post, Open)

Boule D'incertitude

Dire News At The Door ((Open For All Reactions))

Mama Said There'd Be Worse Days Than This ((Open for Inspection Aftermath))

An Administrator Came to Westchester

Arriving

ice slides aren't as easy as snapping fingers.

new student jitters

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