"Mark."
Mark turned to face Scott.
"Yes sir?" he asked.
"I've been reviewing the danger room logs. Your hours have been severely lacking - well below the minimum requirement."
"Sir, my power isn't exactly -"
"What your power may or may not be is besides the point," Scott frowned. "Just because your power is one of observation, does not give you an excuse to slack off."
"I'm hardly -"
"Mark! Everyone does danger room hours, and you are no exception. Get over there now, and I expect these hours to be made up by March, understand?"
"Yes sir."
And Mark headed towards the danger room. Scott sighed. It had been a year since Mark's family had died. Scott realised he had gone soft on the boy in the beginning, and then Mark started feeding him information on the antics of the other students. At first it hadn't worried him, but now the information was... well, it was making Scott wonder just what Mark was watching. In any case, after the incident with the terminator the other week, Scott saw that Mark was obviously being neglected, and he was determind to turn him into someone worth calling an X-men before he graduated.
Whip was already in the danger room, along with Arthur, Bonnie, Jubilee and a few others.
Shannon noted Mark's arrival.
"Scott sent you?" she asked.
Mark nodded, eyeing her with interest. His probe in this room couldn't see Shannon, even though he could see her with his own eyes.
"Good," and Shannon hit a button. "Okay guys, just going to pause the sim while Mark enters."
She tapped a few buttons.
"Why are you here today?" he asked.
"Everyone else is busy with other things," Shannon replied. "Just think of me as the substitute teacher."
"Hmph," Mark grunted and entered the danger room.
"Oh look," Arthur commented, seeing Mark. "It's MSN."
"Just as annoying too," Bonnie giggled.
"That is enough," Shannon said over the speaker. "Restarting sim in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1..."
Mark near panicked as the sim restarted. What was he supposed to do? A simulated mutant started towards Mark. Mark stared, turned and ran. His power was about watching people, not fighting them!
"Chicken!" Jubilee taunted, as she took down the sim with her fireworks. "Mark is a wuss!"
The others continued to fight, but Whip spared Mark a sympathetic glance. He was new to this and hadn't gotten the hang of it yet. Kurt had been giving him lessons on using his teleportation, and he was aware that with time he'd be able to use it more effectively int he danger room (amongst other places), but right now he just didn't have that ability. He also didn't have the hang of his invisibility just yet.
Still, at least we was trying, right? And not attempting to hide in a corner in the danger room. Attempting being the operative word.