Gwen
Gwen nervously adjusted her gloves. Technically she didn't need them anymore, but as LISA was only a prototype, she could never be too careful. Hopefully she wouldn't stand out too much, but she was starting to doubt that from the looks she was getting. She looked down vaguely at her black top which tied at the front and her red pleather pants and realised that could be why people were staring.
She was only here really because Angel and Co. had told her that maybe it would be better to learn to control her powers, rather than rely soley on LISA.
Gwen stared up at the school and took a deep breath. "Ok, let's go." She walked in the gates and through the doors and looked around. "Ok, now I'm lost."
Kitty
Kitty Pryde approached the young woman.
"Hi, I'm Kitty, you must be new, you've got 'the look,'" she said, grinning, and holding out her hand.
Gwen
Gwen reached out and shook Kitty's hand.
"Yeah, kinda lost. Meant to find the Professor's office. I'm Gwen, by the way."
Kitty
"Nice to meet you, Gwen. Here, I'll show you to the Professor's office. What's your power, by the way, if you don't mind me asking?"
Gwen
"Electricty. It's just in my body, I don't know why. What about you?"
Gwen paused. "Thanks, by the way."
Kitty
"I become intangible, like a ghost, and phase through things. It can actually come in handy, occasionally, except for when I have a bad dream and wake up on the basement floor," Kitty grinned.
Gwen
Gwen followed Kitty nervously. She briefly wondered why she should be nervous, it wasn't like she was here to steal anything. She was amaster thief, she shouldn't be afraid of anything.
"How long have you been here?"
Kitty
"I've been here since I was 14, so, about 2 years. It's a good school. You look a little old for high school, though, are you just here to learn control?"
Gwen
"Yeah, when I was just a kid, my parents took me to a school for freaks. Now I'm working in LA as a thief. But the people who I work with sometimes think it's best fi I learn control, yeah."
Kitty
"You're a theif? Well, the Professor teaches that we have to use our powers for the good of the whole, but I suppose to each his own. Well, here we are," Kitty knocked on the door as she opened it. "Professor? This is Gwen, she's come here to learn control. That vampire guy sent her."
Gwen
"Hi, I think Angel called you?" Gwen stpped forward to the Professor and shook his hand. He gestured for her to sit down.
"I'm Professor Charles Xavier. Yes, Angel did tell me you were coming."
"I'm Gwen." She sat down in front of his desk. "Right now, because LISA is working, I'm alright, but we're all worried about when LISA stops working, what do I do then? So I'm here to learn control."
Kitty
"All right," The Professor began. "You and I will have some individual classes together, and I'll teach you with the rest of the students as well, but right now, why don't you get all settled in? Kitty, Why don't wqe put Gwen in the room across from yours, can you show her where it is?"
"No problem, Professor," Kitty said. "Let's go, Gwen, lunch is soon, so we want to hurry up."
Gwen
Gwen nodded. "Uh... thanks." She followed Kitty out of the office and down to her room. Once inside she dumped her stuff on an empty bed and looked at Kitty again.
Kitty
"Here, I'll show you where the caf is." Kitty led her to the cafeteria where they met up with everyo0ne else.
Gwen
As they came into the cafeteria, Gwen felt everyone staring at her again. She resisted to urge to yell at them and simply let Kitty introduce her to everyone.
Kitty and Becky
"Okay, everybody, this is Gwen, she's new. Gwen meet, Ducky, Theresa, Dawn, Scott -- he's a teacher here, Jean, she's a doctor, Warren, Bobby, St. John, Rogue, Nico, Becky, Nyx, Mordren, Vortigern--or is that the other way around? Rachel, Tobias, and Spike-- he's a vampire, like that Angel guy, I think, has a soul and all that." Becky smiled at Gwen. "Nico and I are new too, only came yesterday. It's all a bit overwhelming, isn't it?"
Gwen
Gwen smiled politely and gave all the boys a quick once over before reminding herself she had Gunn.
"Yeah, sorta. Hi."
Nyx, Logan, Vortigern and Mordred
Nyx barelled in the door, laughing her head off. Logan followed more slowly. "Coffee so rocks!"
"Oh dear." The twins shared a glance and shook their heads.
"Hey, a new person! Cool!" Nyx bounced.
"Logan, how did she get her hands on coffee?" Mordred inquired in a pained voice. Logan shrugged.
"I can't watch her every second of the day, bub."
"So, new person! Do we like them, hate them, wanna fight 'em, what? Does she play? Do you play?" Nyx giggled at Gwen. "Kitties like to play."
"I'm guessing she just had the coffee." Vortigern covered his eyes with his hand.
"Uh huh, sweetie! Nyx is all hyped! Mmmmm, coffee. Coffee and chocolate and a hunt! Got me all fired up."
Theresa, Kitty and Becky
"Oh dear Mab," Theresa said. "Ye are not staying in our room tonight, Niss. Ye wind the Wisps up too much on caffeine, and I would like to sleep tonight."
"Like, totally," Kitty agreed.
"What's coffee taste like?" Becky asked. "Some of the men drink it, but I've never had it. Mother says it's not for growing girls."
Nyx, Vortigern and Mordred
"Coffee is drink of the gods!" Nyx practically vibrated around the room, before flinging herself down in the twins laps where they'd been sitting on the couch together. "Miss me?"
"Loads and loads, Nyx," Mordred gritted from between his teeth. "I could not go anohter hour without you flinging yourself at me."
"That's cos you LOVE me! Everybody loves a kitty!" Nyx purred and rubbed her head up Vortigern's arm. "LOVE!"
"She is not coming down from this for a while," Vortigern sighed.
"Nuh uh! Double espresso coffee with chocolate drizzled through it, and cream on top and, mmm. S'good."
Dawn, Scott and Becky
"Oh dear Lord," Dawn said. "Nyx, sissie, I said, no more coffee, 'cause when you're hyper, how can you protect me?"
"S'what I'm here for, Nibblet," Spike said, tickling her under the chin.
"Scott!" Dawn shrieked. "Now you protect me!" she hid behind her cousin as he grinned and lifted his glasses, blowing Spike backwards.
"It's a good thing vampires regenerate," Scot said chekily, as Spike got up, cussing like crazy and dusting himself off.
"Bloody hell! You stupid git! I'll get you for. . ." he trailed off as Dawn gave him a look. "Damn, can't kill Buffy & the Bit's cousin, can I?" Becky looked on, wide-eyed and completely shocked by some of the words that Spike was using.
"I---I--I thought you were supposed to be good? I don't know what half of those words meant, but they don't sound very good to me!"
Nyx, Vortigern adn Mordred
"Nup! But he says the same kind of words when-" Spike clamped his hand over her mouth and she bit down. He let go of her hurriedly, howling and Nyx leapt on him, bowling him over. "And you didn't even use Fyarl. Now, that's a good language to curse in. Ggraawwghaargarag." Spike laughed and then flipped her over onto her back with his feet.
"You lot should be glad you can't understand Fyarl. You kiss your mother with that mouth?"
"Uh huh! Soooo...Haioso, kilaish, Vampire." Nyx grinned crazily as she slipped into a different demon tongue she was hoping they didn't know, cos what she suggested was illegal in most states. Spike laughed harder. "I win! I know most cuss words in every language. I can outcurse anyone here."
"I don't know if that something to be proud of," Vortigern chided gently.
"Yeah, well, get bent!"
"And that was stunningly mature of you, for a thousands of years old feline," Vortigern chuckled.
Gwen
Gwen backed up a little. "I'm Gwen. And you like me. I hope."
Becky
"How old are you, Miss Nyx," Becky asked.
Nyx
"Not sure. At least sixty thousand, I kinda lost interest in keeping count after the first ten thousand." Nyx shrugged. "I have seen empires rise and fall. Seen Atalntis fall beneath the waves. Watched humans become something more then what they were. Seen the greatest atrocities, and yet also the greatest beauties made by human hands. I have seen most things, and I've not regretted an instant of my life." Nyx's voice cast a sort of spell over the room. "Seen Michelangelo paint, watched Cleopatra and Marc Antony cruise down the river Nile. Watched Rome burn to ashes...ridden through wars and danced in the chaos. Been a long life lived."
Kitty
"I like her," Kitty said. "SHe knows Angel and the Fang Gang, by the way. Angel's nice, I met him when Schott flew us to LA to pick up Chelsea."
Gwen
"Thanks." Gwen adjusted her gloves and noticed Rogue was wearing some too.
"Nice gloves."
Theresa
It was Theresa that asked the$64000 question.
"Rogue wears her gloves because she can't touch anybody, or she might kill them. Why do you wear them?"
Gwen
Gwen grinned at Theresa and then at Rogue.
"Same kind of deal. I can't touch anyone really in case I electrocute them. I have a prototype deactivator on right now, but if it fails, I don't wanna end up killing people."
Rogue
"I bet you don't have to put up with their voices in your head," Rogue muttered to herself bitterly.
She looked at her shoulder, saw Liberty and smiled. She nuzzled her with her cheek and then started wandering off absently.
Gwen
"Hey, Rogue, I'm sure you'll master your power. Or you never know, someone might come up with something like I have. So that you can touch people without hurting them, unless you want to." Gwen smiled at Rogue. "Besides, gloves are kinda cool."
Nyx
"Hey, working on it. It's tricky, that's all." Nyx put her hand up and wriggled around a bit to sit up on Vortigern's lap. "So. you know Angel. Did he tell you about how I kicked his ass?"
Gwen
"Yeah, he seemed a bit put out and broody. Although, when is Angel not broody? I think I insulted him when I needed Gunn for a job, instead of him." Gwen rolled her eyes. "Nothing personal to him, but he can be a bit of a sissy for this once bad ass vampire."
Nyx
"Apparently he wasn't broody before the soul. My brother knew him in Galway, and he was supposedly a lot of fun, especially after he was turned. But maybe it's the soul, cos I know SPIKE for example is NOWHERE near as much as FUN with the BLOODY SOUL," Nyx shouted for Spike to hear, then turned back to Gwen. "So yeah. Angel is a big pansy ass."
Gwen
"Ah he's a good kisser though. Made his heart go pity-pat. Literally." Gwen adjusted her long red gloves again. "Souls are ok if you have one all the time. But getting one after not having one? Drag."
Nyx
"I'm just a cat, what would I know about the big philosopical questions of life? Such as, what is the question to the universe? Cos, the answer's forty-two..." Nyx waited to see if anyone got her obscure pop culture reference, grinning.
Gwen
"You're a cat? Cool."
Gwen looked Nyx up and down. "Cat's are cool. I'm a cat burgular. Kinda."
Nyx
"Sounds fun. Actually, scratch that, I know it's fun. Sabre likes to hack but I prefer break and enter. I like ya, sweetie. Nice to have a shades of grey about the house after Sabre left. They're so white knight it's shocking. Won't even let me play around with this bad guy that broke in, killed a girl and damn near got me and Vort too." Nyx rolled her eyes. "Hellloooo! Guy's a raving pyschopath."
Gwen
Gwen laughed. "Oh, I know what that's like. Angel and the super friends can be extremely... pedantic when it comes to those pesky details about hurting people. You should've seen my boy, when I kinda sorta electrocuted a whole bunch of people. Doesn't understand the grey shades."
Nyx
"It'd hurt a whole lot, but he could be kept alive. This age made up such neato torture devices! Electric shocks and acid, and just way neato fun stuff!" Nyx bounced, then looked around at the people in the room. "Your race made them up, not me. I'm just a kitty. Meeeeoooowww!" Nyx jumped up, coffee high re-established.
Gwen??
"Is there anything around here to do, apart from school? I have this craving for some dancing."
Mordred and Nyx
"Nyx knows some good places," Mordred suggested.
"Should do, seeing as how I've shook my lil' tight ass in most of them. Stripping," she explained briefly for those unenlightened people. "Just when I wanted a bit of ready cash. I can take you tripping through the better spots though where I haven't worked but have danced."
"Sounds like a go then?" Mordred looked around. "Better clear it with the professor first, but if we're taking Nyx..."
Gwen
"Cool. May wanna get changed though. Not wearing gloves tonight. LISA will hold out. Besides, I can always bring people back to life anyway. Handy being electric."
Nyx
"Quite, sweetie. Shall we adjourn then, while I being the eldest but thankfully not most mature one, beard the professor for permission?" Nyx looked around but all the students seemed happy to leave it up to her. "Ok then. We can fix all details later, I think."
Gwen
Gwen strutted to her room, closed the door and opened her bag. Hmm, all her clothes were red or balck, the only question left was, which colour, or both?
She rolled her hair up in a bun, shoved some chopsticks through it and selected black leather pants, her boots, and a red tie up shirt. Dressing quickly, she pulled her gloves out and left her room, meeting up with the others.
Nyx, Mordred, vortigern and Logan
Nyx looked around mockseverely at the students. "What are you waiting for? Shoo! Go make pretty, kiddies, we're painting the town red but not in blood," she hastily quialified. "Shoo!" The students scattered and Nyx contacted Xavier. You heard all that?
Yes, Nyx.
So, can we go?
I think that would be permissable. Nyx felt Xavier smile gently. They need to have some fun and just be teenagers.
What does that make me then, huh? Xavier's chuckle stayed with her as she dressed in tight black leather hipsters, a corset style top that laced up the back with silk strings and came down low over her chest. A flicker of magick and her face was dusted with shimmer, eyes outlined with black and all made up to emphasize her eyes and her fine bone structure. Another flicker and her hair swirled itself into a million tiny braids, gleaming with red jewels fastened to the strands of silky hair. She put on her favourite pair of knee high, lace up black boots with square toes and high heels. Clubbing time. Her smile could've lit up the room.
Mordred and Vortigern had an arguement, which ended in Vortigern coming and promising not to dance for too long and stick close to Nyx. Mordred dressed in tight black leather pants and a silky black singlet top, covered with his black jacket. He ran some gel through his hair, but not too much. Gel went all yuck when you got too hot. Vortigern dressed in a cream dress top and a pair of charcoal pants that looked faintly Oriental in cut. Vortigern pulled on black dress boots, but Mordred put on his normal black combat boots, scuffed and dirty. "What?" He noticed his twin's look and shrugged it off. "My favourite boots."
Logan dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. He was coming, but he wasn;t expecting to enjoy it. He pulled on a pair of boots and went to meet the others.
Kitty
Kitty looked up. "Like, duh! 42 is the answer life, the universe, and everything. But what's thge question? What's 6 x 9." Kitty grinned.
"Whoops, wrong answer."