Log Post.

[xmm_cassy]

=XS= Cassy and Mira's Room - Girls' Wing - Lv 2
A standard dorm room here at Xavier's. Two twin beds that can form bunk beds or be left separate, two desks with room for both computers and homework, two chairs, two bookshelves, two dressers. Two closets, too. Sensing a theme yet? A bay window with a gorgeous view of the grounds also boasts a comfortable built-in window seat with storage cabinets underneath. Combined with the high ceilings, hardwood floor, smooth plaster and elegant moulding, this is clearly a setting somewhat swanker than a college dorm might be, although personal touches reflecting the occupants' taste are apparent.

"Speak penguin and enter," Cassy declares between the sound of a cow mooing and a short burst of brass band music.

Matin frowns at the door, not sure exactly how to take this reply. After a moment, he calls back, "Tuxedo Bird!" and pushes the door open, much to his own personal dismay.

Cassy sighs. "The correct answer is to make a Penguin noise," she informs solemnly. "And what brings you to my domain?" The telekinetic terror seems to be staring into a strobe light, set to turn on at random, while rolling a pair of marbles around a course.

"Collecting bath beads," Matin replies, holding up the bag in his hand. "I don't feel any in here, though. The lights and stuff kinda drew my attention." He glances around the room, unsure whether to leave or continue in further. "I just wanted to make sure you weren't in the kind of trouble that could get you hurt."

"Bath beads?" Cassy wonders, flicking the strobe and the music off with her mind. "And getting hurt? Me? I'm like totally invincible, didn't you know?"

Matin moves farther into the room, just enough that the door can be closed, but he doesn't move to close it himself. "No, apparantly not." He laughs to himself. He holds out the bag of bath beads, just as a gesture of showing it off more, and says. "Amp and I had the idea of having students carry bath beads in their pocket so that, in a case where the 'ghost' attacked more openly, I could help keep track of the students and guide them to safety."

Cassy frowns at Matin, then with a shrug declares "Sounds like a really silly idea. One telepath against you and they know where everyone is /and/ can feed you incorrect information."

"Not everyone is a telepath." Matin points out. "Besides, a telepath could find any student easier than I could with my water sense." He shrugs. "But you are right about it being a bad idea, just for different reasons."

"I was being polite," Cassy says with an impish grin. "So why is it so important to collect them back in anyway? I'd bet money that most people have either lost them or thrown them away once Doctor Grey woke up/"

Matin shakes the bag a couple of times, "Because the ones who didn't were still carrying them around, for whatever reason they had, and until I can learn to tune out my water sense, I can't concentrate on anything if there are several sources of water moving within my range." He glances to the window idly, "Makes rainy days completely unproductive for me."

"I sure hope your room is far from the boys bathroom then," Cassy replies sympathetically. "Getting used to school here?"

Matin cracks a smile at the bathroom comment. "I'm getting better. I'm actually saying hi to most of the students I pass now, even if I only remember half or so of the names." He frowns. "Especially since I'm officially caught up and not having to spend every waking moment doing homework." He leans against the door, back propped on the narrow side of the door, holding it in place so it doesn't open further, or close behind him, sliding his hands into his pocket, leaving the bath bead bag hanging out of his left pocket. "There's more to school than classes and homework, I don't want to spend the entire time doing just those."

Cassy nods in agreement. "There's learning to sneak out, candy and teaching yourself the great and noble arts of pranking."

"I was thinking hanging out with friends and having a good time," Matin replies, "But I won't argue your logic."

"Pranking is a group activity," Cassy points out. "Although I'm not worthy of being a prankster when compared with the great Jubilee."

Matin taps his head lightly on the door, just as something to do more than actually having a purpose. "Is that all you do?" Matin asks, curiously, "Pranking and getting in trouble?"

Cassy laughs "Not really, but I guess you'd never know that from my reputation. I train and teach myself a whole bunch of random stuff, plus I hit the mall a lot and go on dates."

"Dates." Matin laughs, to himself, but louder than he meant to. "So, you're a regular teenager, only on some new experimental caffiene supplimant."

"And with added ass kicking lessons from Professor Logan and super power lessons from Doctor Grey," Cassy corrects with a smile. "But yeah we're all pretty normal here, even me."

Matin pulls his hands out of his pocket, digs out one of the bath beads and holds it out. He concentrates on it for a brief moment, then lets it go. Instead of falling, as gravity would suggest, it hovers in place. It remains that way for a good ten seconds, then falls to the floor. "I train myself as much as I can," He explains, kneeling to pick it up, "But I still feel like I don't understand -what- I need to do."

"What feels natural?" Cassy wonders.

"It all does," Matin replies, "and nothing does." He stands back up and returns to leaning against the door, hands in pockets at all. "It's hard to explain, but its like all the water around me is an extended part of my body. I don't necessarily sense the water, as I become a part of it. Manipulating it is like trying to move an unpracticed muscle. It's like learning to walk for the first time, or using an atrophied muscle. It doesn't always work as I want it to."

Cassy rolls her eyes. "Then you'll be fine if you just use it lots," she informs. "Easy as pie. I mean it's not like you might mistakenly burn your entire brain out doing something is it?"

Matin blinks. "I sure hope not." He narrows his eyes at Cassy, "Is that something you have to worry about? Burning out your brain?"

"Uhuh, My mutation basically steals energy from things which fall," Cassy explains. "And uses it to boost my telekinetic strength, but the more I take the harder controlling it is and the more likely my brain is to just well /die/."

The shock of this discovery makes a brief appearance on Matin's face before he swiftly attempts to cover it up. "It's all about being careful, then." He replies. "You seem to be doing well so far."

"I'm just awesome," Cassy says solemnly. "Besides I'd need to be pushing a car off a tall building to be in serious danger, anything I can easily move isn't much risk unless it's high up."

Matin smirks, shaking his head, "I get the feeling that only you can turn being awesome into a personal duty."

"It's my natural state of being," Cassy replies, winking. "I wonder if I can have 'The girl with the million dollar ego' on my business cards."

Matin closes his eyes and laughs at this. "I think you're selling yourself short. Don't you think it should be at least ten million?"

Cassy frowns thoughtfully. "Yeah but it didn't /earn/ me two million dollars, let alone ten. Besides I need to leave myself room to expand in the future."

"Expanding is good." Matin replies, "Growth and expansion is a good way to keep from getting bored." He eyes the strobe light and the marbles, "Not that I feel you're in any danger of that any time soon."

"Oh, that?" Cassy asks as Matin eyes the strobe. "It's powers practice, maintaining fine control despite distrations which affect me ability to see the target. Only a little more extreme than the teachers would suggest."

"Well," Matin says, finally moving completely away from the door to inspect the strobe light and marble setup, "it seems you've figured out how to keep yourself trained." He taps his toe subconciously. "Dr. Grey wanted to do a couple of things with me, before... you know..." He trails off there.

Cassy sprawls out over her bed. "Look, Doctor Grey is fine okay? She was already trying to sneak her way into doing work on Tuesday, it's not like she's died or anything."

"I know she's fine," Matin counters, "I just..." He keeps his eyes on the strobe light. "Dr. Grey was talking with me about powers training the day before she was attacked. That's all I was trying to say."

"That's the past and now is now," Cassy notes. "Eventually you get used to not being freaked out by terrible stuff and just kinda learning from it and move on for the next disaster."

"I don't want to get used to the thought of a disaster on the horizon." Matin comments sullenly. "I want to think that the only disaster I have to face is getting turned down by the gu-" he coughs quickly, "girl I ask out."

"But they're fun!" Cassy promises. "Trust me, chaos is neat."

Matin sighs, "Well, it seems my luck has always been to remain on the fringe of chaos. So, unless you have a way of changing that," he turns to meet Cassy's eyes, "I may have to just take your word for it."

"/I/ don't need to do a thing," Cassy says solemnly. "You already signed yourself up for it by enrolling here."

Matin replies, "I don't remember reading that part in the contract."

Cassy giggles. "It's not too late to flee!"

"No," Matin retorts, submissively, "It is." He shoves the bath beads into his pocket and raises his hands, "If I left now, Amp would hunt me down for abandoning my position as second-in-command." He chuckles, "Not that I'm needed anymore, the situation has calmed down again."

"I really don't think she'd care that much," Cassy says, tilting her head curiously. "And you /do/ know she doesn't have any real power for you to be second in command of right?"

"To be honest," Matin replies, "I only did it to keep her from killing herself from exhaustion. She seemed to be trying to do everything at once." He pauses, "Wait, what do you mean by that? If you're talking about the teachers, the whole thing was under their noses anyway, so yeah, if they found out, we'd be told to stop."

"Of course they knew about it," Cassy says with a sigh. "They're not stupid and anyone could figure out people had been staying up all night because they'd be exhausted the next day."

Matin looks confused. "Then why didn't they stop it?"

Cassy rolls her eyes. "Because it made everyone feel safer, that and it stopped Amp going even more crazy."

Matin looks down the bag of beads in his pocket. "So the entire thing was a farce? We were allowed to 'play' at protecting ourselves?"

"Well pretty much, unless the teachers were so worried about Xorn they didn't pay any attention to us," Cassy admits cheerfully. "It's not like half of us would stand a chance in a fight anyway. I'd say me, Amp and maybe a few others. Less than ten out of every student."

"I know I won't stand a chance in a fight," Matin replies, "But that's why my job was to see to the safe evacuation of the students." He says that in a very straight forward tone, as if it might not have been obvious.

"Do you know where all the escape tunnels are?" Cassy wonders innocently. "Or the quickest way out of the mansion, or through the grounds?"

"We had planned on Blink teleporting people to safety," Matin admits. "Walter had said they might not be safe, if the 'ghost' knew about them already." He hesitates, "Was it Walter?"

"Was /what/ Walter?" Cassy asks. "Incidents of sexual misconduct?"

"Wait, what!?" Matin spits out, in response to Cassy's comment. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Cassy waves her arm. "He's a bit of a perve."

Matin hesitates to ask, but he finally decides to say, "How so?"

"Use your imagination," Cassy suggests. "He's been like crawling after Mira for months now, even though she's way not interested."

"That's stubbornness," Matin corrects, "Not perversion." He taps his foot. "Now if he tried to watch her undress or something, that'd be perverted."

Cassy rolls over, TK'ing the marbles towards a box. "He grabbed Mari, but that's old news. What exactly did you mean anyway?"""

Matin shakes his head, "I've honestly forgotten." There is a pause, then he adds, "You threw me with your comment, I kinda lost track of what I was thinking."

"Flatterer," Cassy notes with a giggle. "Nothing like knowing you can derail someones train of thought."

"Are you seeing someone?" Matin asks suddenly.

"I can't remember," Cassy admits with a frown. "Some people on and off I think, nothing serious. Why'd you ask?"

Matin shrugs. "You mentioned dating, I was curious of that was a current thing, or a future plan."

"It's just a thing," Cassy replies. "Something to take up the time, it's not like I'll /properly/ fall in love or anything."

Matin wants to comment, but chooses not to, after a moment of thought. "And do you usually feel like inputting yourself in others love lives, or is Mira a special case? I remember the incedent on Valentine's Day."

"Why'd you ask? Wanting setting up with a special someone?" Cassy asks curiously. "I used to matchmake for a hobby, I set Pete and Kitty up don't yah know it!"

"No, thanks," Matin replies, perhaps a little too quickly. "I'm fine in that department, thank you."

"Just as well I'm retired then huh?" Cassy teases. "Because I don't generally take no for an answer, besides the Mira thing seems to have partially worked. She was on a date and everything."

Matin nods, "Chalk it up as a success, then." He smiles a little, though it is forced, "Besides, I don't think anyone here would find me interesting."

Cassy rolls over, kicking the covers off her bed with booted feet. "Hey, if Walter can get a date anyone can."

"Who's Walter dating?" Matin asks, curiously. "I mean," he amends, "Not that I'm interested, I just thought I'd ask to be polite." He maintains a smile, but he's mentally kicking himself for that.

"No-one lately," Cassy says with a grin. "He last dated Nisa like a year ago, but they split up."

Matin nods, "I don't think I've met Nisa." He thinks a moment, running the students he knows through his head, "Does she go here?"

Cassy nods in agreement. "She's the crazy girl who thinks she's some sort of Viking."

Matin does his best to supress an amused smile. "Oh, I see."

"I was wearing some clothes with skull and crossbones on this one time," Cassy informs. "And she /seriously/ asked if I was a pirate."

"Well, that begs the question," Matin replies, failing but giving a valliant effort at sounding serious. "Are you?"

"I have no ship," Cassy points out, waving her arm around the room. "It wouldn't fit in my handbag."

Matin continues to attempt to fight back the laughter that he's slowly losing the battle with. "True, and a pirate without a ship is a horrible pirate indeed."

Cassy sighs sullenly. "And they don't let you make grog or keep rum around!"

That was enough to push him over the edge. Matin lets out with the laughter he was trying to hold back, having to sit or else fall over, so he just plops onto the ground, laughing.

"Do calm down, you'll wake up me and Mira's babies," Cassy warns with a giggle of her own.

For some reason, that doesn't help. If anything, that spawns more, and louder, laughter from Matin. He's now laying on the ground laughing.

"No seriously, the rats are sleeping!" Cassy says, pointing at the cage.

Matin stops his laughter, with serious effort. "Sorry," He apologizes between the remaining laughs attempting to escape. "I was assaulted by the image of you and Mira having babies together."

"She would have to /have/ the babies," Cassy states. "I'm not getting stretch marks for anyone."

"I need to go." Matin replies suddenly. "I just broke open the bath beads in my pocket." He stands up and walks to the door. "I'll need to change out of my pants before anyone notices."

Now it's Cassy's turn to roll around laughing. "Oh man there is /so/ much innuendo I could use right now," she splutters. "You /totally/ need to start carrying those things around in a sealed plastic bag."

"I'll remember that, next time." Matin replies, "But for now, I need new pants." With that he turns and heads out, disturbed by the image of Cassy and Mira's lovechild.