"That would be nice to do. I would maybe like to take a class if it doesn't cost me too much. And I'm pretty sure most butterflies don't talk. Well, at least all the ones I met didn't talk." And when Regan told her to hang on tight and shielded her, Butterfly nodded and told her "Okay." and braced herself for the harsh cold and winds.

When they got inside and Regan took her furry hand down, Butterfly looked around and took in all that she could. She was already interested the instant she got inside, but she hoped that Regan would show her more.

Once inside the doors, Regan made sure that she didn’t lose Butterfly off her shoulder on the dash inside. Happy to still see her there she smiled. “I’m sure there are quite a few classes you could sign up for. I don’t think you have to pay for them, but I could be wrong. I know those that live at the mansion don’t pay for classes, so I doubt that any of the mutants that come here have to either.”

“Do you mind if we stop by the kitchen first real quick? I need to drop off the vegetables, and then I can show you around and take you to the admitting office.” Regan’s tail curled up at the end to keep from dragging on the floor as she headed for the hallway that lead to the mansion’s kitchen.

Butterfly smiled when Regan made sure she was still there and hadn't been blown away. When Regan told her that the classes probably didn't cost anything to take, Butterfly got really happy. That would be nice if she could take them. When Regan asked about taking the basket of veggies to the kitchen, Butterfly said"No, I don't mind at all. I know that basket is kinda heavy." And then asked,"How long have you been staying at here? Butterfly was still taking the place all in. She was so eager to learn more about this place. She then had a thought, "I wonder if there is anyone else with a mutation like mine?"

Regan made her way down the hall towards the kitchen; the foyer they just left was filled with plush couches and large windows. The walls of the hallway had the occasional piece of art hanging on them as they passed them by. “I’ve been here for a few weeks so far. It’s a pretty nice place really.”

Turning into the doorway to the kitchen, Regan smiled. She loved the kitchen, it was warm and welcoming. There was a large table and chairs, an overly large fridge, and there were pots and pans hanging from a rack over the stove, as well as hanging baskets filled with fruits. “This is the kitchen.” Regan said and then thought about Butterfly’s statement about other mutants like her. “I have yet to meet anyone else that can turn into any sort of insect, but there might be some. If I ever meet one I’ll make sure to send them your way!” Regan smiled and placed the basket of vegetables on the counter by the stove. “There that chore is done. Where would you like to go next?” She asked Butterfly with a smile.

Butterfly looked around as Regan walked with her on her shoulder. When Regan said that it was a really nice place, Butterfly responded with "It seems like it." still amazed at the place. It was really nice. When Regan and Butterfly walked into the kitchen, Butterfly gasped at the size of it and of all the cookware and appliances that were in it. "Well, it would have to have a lot of stuff in here. Its a school and people live here." she thought. "Is the kitchen always open?" she asked Regan, knowing that she liked to have midnight snacks on occasion.

When Regan said that she would send the insect mutants her way, Butterfly laughed and told her that she would like to meet others too in a teasing tone. And upon being asked where to go to next, Butterfly replied with "Anywhere that you would like to show me Regan. I trust that you will give me a good tour of the place. Would it be possible to meet the person over the school as well?"

Regan giggled at Butterfly’s reaction to the kitchen, it was a very impressive place really since it fed an army of mutants, most of then children and teenagers. The place was always stocked with food, it never seemed to really ever empty even with all of the people eating here. “I don’t believe it is ever closed. Some mutants, including myself, have pretty crazy appetites and eat a lot or at all hours of the day so it has to stay open for us food fiends.” She giggled and headed towards the door to head back into the hallway. Noting Butterfly's comment about meeting other mutants besides insect types, Regan giggled, "Well you have come to the right place to meet mutants of all kinds, I think we have a bit of everything here!"

“Well how about I take you to the admitting desk so you can see about registering for classes and then we can keep touring after that? I’ll show you the dorms along the way there.” Regan headed back out to the large foyer and towards the stairs where she headed up to the second floor. When they got to the top of the stairs she pointed out the boys and girls dorm wings and headed down the first hall towards the office. She waved at a group of younger mutant children that ran past them, but they were too busy laughing and giggling among themselves to notice.

Butterfly laughed and smiled when Regan told her about other mutants eating habits and her own midnight snacking as well. She was also glad that she would meet a lot of other people around here. Maybe this would help her to not be so anti-social. I mean she was going to be around other mutants so she didn't have to worry about being different or being unaccepted by them.

When Regan told her that they would swing by the admitting desk and she would show her the dorms on the way, Butterfly said, "Alright" and flew up the stairs and waited for Regan. She started to flutter along side Regan so that she could stretch her wings. "What do the rooms look like?" and smiled as she saw the children running along the hallway laughing, still heading to the office.

Regan watched as Butterfly took flight and smiled, it seemed that she was feeling a little more comfortable here to not remain so hidden on Regan’s shoulder. Regan lead the way down the hallway and started to answer Butterfly’s question. “Well I believe that the students are all paired up in the student dorms. So each student that lives here gets a room mate. I have not seen the student rooms but mine is quite nice. I have a private room as I am an adult, at least I think I am.” Regan paused for a moment. She heated not knowing how old she was, but there wasn’t anything that she could really do about it so she just accepted being an adult in the eyes of everyone else. “My room has a nice double bed, a large dresser, a night stand on each side of the bed, a large chair by the window for reading, though I usually just sit in the bay window or wherever the sun is coming in, and a large closet.”

Turning the corner of the long hallways, Regan made sure that Butterfly was still with her. She pointed to the other end of the long hallway and smiled at Butterfly. “There’s the office. How do you like the tour so far?”

Butterfly kept fluttering next to her making sure she kept up with her and she listened as Regan described her room. She wondered if she would be considered an adult even though she was thinking about taking classes there. Even if she did, maybe a roommate wouldn't be too bad and hopefully the student rooms were nice too. "Your room sounds like it's really nice and big. I've always lived in a small apartment and not exactly in a safe part of town. I really like it here so far. And I like your tour." She hoped that Regan would continue with her to the admitting office. She didn't know what to do. She sorta felt insecure about doing stuff on her own. She knew that it was nice of Ty to find her the apartment to stay in, but with no power she couldn't expect to stay there for a long time. Maybe she could stay here and he could visit her or maybe she could find another apartment or something. Butterfly didn't know what to do. All of these things were so new to her. Maybe Ty could help her figure out what to do. After all, he was one of the only people she knew and really trusted.

Regan nodded at Butterfly’s comment about her room, it was a decent sized room and she was content to have it. “I quite like it, it’s a nice place to live. Lots of friendly people and of course lots of mutants to see and get to know. I can’t complain really, before I was brought here I was living in the woods. It wasn’t bad, but it was rather lonely.”

They continued down the hall until they reached the office doors. Regan smiled at Butterfly and held the handle of the door in her furry had. “Are you able to turn back into your human form? They will most likely need you to sign papers if you are signing up for classes or to live here.”

Butterfly listened to Regan speak about being lonely. She knew how that felt. She fluttered through the door as Regan held it open for her. She replied with "Thank You."

When Regan asked about her being able to turn back into her human form for signing papers, Butterfly said "I can, but it's like I told you earlier. I don't really know how to control them just yet. I try, but I don't know how to change at will. I usually just have to wait until I change back, but who knows when that'll be." Just as Butterfly said this, she started to change back into her human form. She didn't even notice until her feet touched the ground and she almost fell over from having been in her butterfly form for so long. She caught herself on a nearby counter top and looked at Regan and laughed, "I guess that time is now."

Giving Butterfly a nod as she fluttered through the door, she smiled. “No problem, I can’t imagine trying to open a door as a butterfly.” she said with a giggle. She knew that her mutation must make it tough to do certain things, but it just meant that Butterfly must be pretty crafty at figuring out how to do things as the butterfly.

Regan gave Butterfly another slight nod as she told her she had no real control. She remembered her saying that, but figured she’d check anyways. “I understand, just thou-” Regan stopped mid sentence and watched as Butterfly started to transform back into her human form. As Butterfly stumbled, Regan instinctively put out an arm to try and catch her, but she caught herself on a counter and started to giggle. Regan started to giggle too. “Are you alright? It really does chose odd times to shift on you!” She smiled and looked at the human face that belonged to her new little friend. She was a beautiful girl and quite a bit shorter then Regan was. She smiled and waited to make sure that Butterfly was alright before continuing on.

Butterfly regained her balance and told Regan, "Yeah, I'm fine. Just haven't stayed in my butterfly form as long as did just then. And yeah it does choose weird times to shift. Both in transforming into and out of that state. Hence the need for taking classes to control it."

She smiled at Regan, "Well at least you get to see what I actually look like now. I'm not extravagant, but I think I'm alright. You on the other hand are extremely pretty and incredibly nice. Should we go on? Maybe you can help me figure out some classes and if I should live here."

Regan nodded and gave Butterfly a smile. “Well they will surely have something here for you to help you learn. There are a lot of mutants here that can help you with that.” She knew what it was like to have shifts happen at odd times, it had happened a few times to herself. At least Butterfly was of her own mind when she was a butterfly, she was even able to communicate like that. Butterfly was also most likely not a real danger to anyone as a butterfly, where as when Regan shifted, she was a danger to everyone.

Regan shook her head at Butterfly when she said she was just alright. “Don’t be silly, you are very pretty Butterfly. Really you are.” She gave her a soft smile that quickly turned into a bashful grin as Butterfly complimented her once again. She wasn’t used to being complimented, she wasn’t used to being called pretty, let alone extremely pretty at that. “Oh I’m nothing to shake a stick at really, but thank you once again for the compliment.” Regan didn’t think she was pretty at all, she thought she was a monster, she’d look in the mirror at her feline features and burst into tears. What she would give to be able to look human.

Nodding at Butterfly’s comment to continue and pick classes, Regan motioned her towards the desk where the clerk was standing. “Sure the lady at the desk can help us decide what to do and help you get set up. It wouldn’t be a bad idea to live here really. There are many people to meet and people to help. Not to mention the nice rooms and food galore in the kitchen!” She giggled and licked her lips, she was going to have to make a snack later on.

Butterfly looked at Regan when she said she wasn't anything to shake a stick at and replied with, "Well of course you are, I love that you have feline characteristics, especially with your green stripes and your hair is so bright and pretty. Plus, your fur is so soft and you have such a wonderful pleasantness about you. That makes you special. Being human like is so overrated. You are above and beyond human beauty. I like to meet people who are different. Humans don't get to have those interesting factors." She smiled at Regan, hoping to have helped her feel better about herself.

Butterfly then turned toward the counter and nervously walked up to it, looking back at Regan for a sign as to what to do. She had never done this before. Oh well, here goes nothing. she thought. She turned back to the lady at the desk and asked, "Could you help me please?"