The X-men run missions and work together with the NYPD, striving to maintain a peaceful balance between humans and mutants. When it comes to a fight, they won't back down from protecting those who need their help.
Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
From the time when mutants became known to the world, SUPER was founded as a black-ops division of the CIA in an attempt to classify, observe, and learn more about this new and rising threat.
The Syndicate works to help bring mutantkind to the forefront of the world. They work from the shadows, a beacon of hope for mutants, but a bane to mankind. With their guiding hand, humanity will finally find extinction.
Since the existence of mutants was first revealed in the nineties, the world has become a changed place. Whether they're genetic misfits or the next stage in humanity's evolution, there's no denying their growing numbers, especially in hubs like New York City. The NYPD has a division devoted to mutant related crimes. Super-powered vigilantes help to maintain the peace. Those who style themselves as Homo Superior work to tear society apart for rebuilding in their own image.
MRO is an intermediate to advanced writing level original character, original plot X-Men RPG. We've been open and active since October of 2005. You can play as a mutant, human, or Adapted— one of the rare humans who nullify mutant powers by their very existence. Goodies, baddies, and neutrals are all welcome.
Short Term Plots:Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
The Fountain of Youth
A chemical serum has been released that's shaving a few years off of the population. In some cases, found to be temporary, and in others...?
MRO MOVES WITH CURRENT TIME: What month and year it is now in real life, it's the same for MRO, too.
Fuegogrande: "Fuegogrande" player of The Ranger, Ion, Rhia, and Null
Neopolitan: "Aly" player of Rebecca Grey, Stephanie Graves, Marisol Cervantes, Vanessa Bookman, Chrysanthemum Van Hart, Sabine Sang, Eupraxia
Ongoing Plots
Magic and Mystics
After the events of the 2020 Harvest Moon and the following Winter Solstice, magic has started manifesting in the MROvere! With the efforts of the Welldrinker Cult, people are being converted into Mystics, a species of people genetically disposed to be great conduits for magical energy.
The Pharoah Dynasty
An ancient sorceress is on a quest to bring her long-lost warrior-king to the modern era in a bid for global domination. Can the heroes of the modern world stop her before all is lost?
Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
Adapteds
What if the human race began to adapt to the mutant threat? What if the human race changed ever so subtly... without the x-gene.
Atlanteans
The lost city of Atlantis has been found! Refugees from this undersea mutant dystopia have started to filter in to New York as citizens and businessfolk. You may make one as a player character of run into one on the street.
Got a plot in mind?
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This was going to be one of the easiest classes for her to remember where it was at. She was not looking forward to having to go in there for an hour or so every day. Better pack some extra perfume & deodorant.
>> "I do what you do. I'm a copycat. My power doesn't work without somebody else's power around. I actually came in to grab DocProf's healing today."
Her eyes widened with his first sentence. Wow, could he really have the same powers as her? What a coincidence! Once informed her he was a copy cat, that made a lot more sense. Heck, that was honestly even better. What an amazing power to have - literally could be anything so long as you're close to them. He could take offensive & defensive, help people or not, etc. Celeste was pretty impressed by that. "Oh wow, so you pretty much take other peoples powers. Do you disable the other persons powers when you use it or is it basically two of the same? Also, be careful if you ever take mine. My powers make me really nauseous without medicine."
>> "It's kinda fun to see things with new eyes."
She arched an eyebrow, a sly grin on her face, "Well, a new perspective has never hurt anyone. You can see whole new worlds that way." She completely made that up. Maybe someone did, maybe they didn't. She shrugged afterwards, and then laughed a little. She was curious to know more about his story, though - how did he really view the school, the X-Men? How'd he end up here to begin with? He seemed to have either negative at worst and ambivalent at best feelings about the whole situation. Celeste was impressed with his initial honesty, too. Maybe she was wrong, but she felt like no one else would have been that up front with her. Of course, his reaction to her powers was what made her the most happy. He didn't seem to even make any type of surprised, scared facial expression or anything, he just went straight into his powers. It made Celeste feel comfortable, less stressed, more relaxed.
>> "Screw the greenhouse. It's a sauna. You know where it is now, right? Come on. I'll take you to the best part of the gardens. I used to come out here a lot before my powers kicked in."
Celeste was surprised by the suddenness of his words. She nodded her agreement though, she really did not want to go into the greenhouse. It was something she would avoid at all cost, at least until her grades depended on it. Celeste wasn't prepared for him to suddenly grab her hand either, the sudden grab making her cheeks turn a little pink. She had never been suddenly grabbed and pulled forward by the hand like that. Celeste didn't mind though, and she took off with him.
Celeste wasn't paying too much attention to the garden at this point, still processing the sudden grab handing and running. But once she had processed it, she gazed over the beautiful garden and the sudden wilds that showed up behind it. Celeste smiled as she watched Jude fall onto the ground and as he stared up into the sky. She laid down beside him, albeit more slowly and to make sure her dress didn't do any funny tricks. She took a deep breath and released, staring up at the sky. "Wow... This is amazing," she whispered quietly. It seemed wrong to talk much louder. It was beautiful, sky gazing with the beautiful trees around. It was so tranquil, so peaceful. She honestly could have fallen asleep if she kept her eyes closed too long.
Celeste re-read her notes as she waited for the others to disperse, particularly hoping none of her questions would make her look like an idiot. She thought they were fairly substantial questions, she wondered if they were too basic. It was a bit too late for any take backs or changing her questions now. He was walking right up to her.
She gulped a little, her eyes meeting his blue eyes. They were very intense. He had a very friendly, yet professional demeanor about himself. She wondered if he was from New York or came here from somewhere else. In either case, introductions time!
>> "“I hope I haven’t kept you long. I noticed you waiting and figured anyone who waits for me, I owe them a great deal. I’m Devon.”
She gave him a big grin, "Oh no, not at all. I was just waiting for everyone to clear out. I'm not the biggest fan of crowds." She fumbled with her notebook, putting in between her left arm as she reached out to shake Devon's hand. "It's nice to meet you, Devon. I'm Celestina, but you can call me Celeste. Less of a mouth full," she gave a playful grin. Her face turned more serious as she began to pre-emptively phrase her next few sentences, "I was actually wondering if you wouldn't mind me following up with some questions on your speech? I have some books that are similar in nature and have read about you since I received the email about you speaking for NYU. I'm really interested in your thoughts and concerns about some things." She paused, realizing she was rambling a little bit, "If you have time, of course. I'm sure you're pretty busy."
She didn't want to interfere with his schedule, so she felt obligated to offer him a way out if he needed to or did not want to speak with her. She was pretty shocked about how young he was - it was a bit harder to him clearly all the way in the back and the live camera films rarely showed his full face or camera. The cameras seemed to focus more on the student body, the dean, and such. There was definitely going to be some articles in the news about his speech and the welcoming that NYU provided to their new class.
>> "Part of the reason I left the X-men is that I wasn't really great at beating people up. I took some martial arts stuff instead of PE which was cool, but seems really impractical for real life, you know? The security guys keep razzing me about learning to use guns. There's a range at work where I could practice, but I kinda grew up thinking that guns are bad. Or maybe like they're cheating somehow. Besides. Guns are for killing people and I don't really want to kill anybody."
She smiled, respecting that answer. It was a sweet answer. She couldn't blame him either, she never liked the idea of fighting or hurting other people. She really hated that her powers really only allowed her to harm people - the only little bit she could do to be helpful is to absorb it. That might be useful is fallout was an issue on a pretty common occurrence but it really wasn't. Maybe a disaster every 30-40 years or so? Can't make a living that way. Maybe she could learn how to use her radiation to target particular places in peoples bodies. She could be a human radiation treatment for cancer patients. Depressing, either way. "Yeah, I don't really like the idea of fighting either." Guns was a whole other subject. Her mother had hated them but her father loved them, probably the American in him. "Typically, killing people isn't too smiled upon, so that is pretty understandable."
>> "I think she's just plants. She helps with the gardens too."
She nodded, "We should check that out the gardens to, since we're wandering around outside now." She scanned the greenhouse from afar. Ugh, she betted that it would be a pretty toasty class setting. Her regret was already setting in for accepting this type of class. Hot, humid, sweaty, gross in general. Oh well, too late to back out now. And it's only until the end of the year, so it wouldn't be too bad. Hopefully.
>> "Speaking of powers, you said you had range covered. So that's what? Like laserbeam eyes?"
She giggled, "No, no laser beam eyes. I'm pretty much a nuclear fuel rod. Radiation. Shoot it out of me, absorb it, that fun stuff." Hopefully, he wouldn't freak out over the idea of radiation being all inside her. People usually didn't react well to the confession of her power. "What about you," she asked, hoping to turn the conversation quickly if he did react negatively.
A big grin slowly creeped across her face. She was expecting the Canadian jokes to come through but to her slight surprise, none happened. It was nice that he didn't start making the friendly Canadian jokes. Celeste had met quite a few her were not very friendly Canadians, her family included. She nodded her confirmation to him, "Yep, Canada. You know, the big one with maple syrup and moose and stuff."
>> "I'm kinda glad you didn't have to taze anybody. Everybody reacts differently. Pepper spray might be a better choice."
She let out a soft giggle, "Well, me too. Not entirely sure I would have gone through with it." She nodded, a more serious look on her face, "Hm, well maybe I should get some. You are the security guy with the expertise." Pepper spray would be a lot easier, at least - just aim it in their general face and bam. Incapacitated. The taser is a bit harder - she'd have to make physical contact with them. She couldn't help but give him a smile when she saw him smiling at her giggle. It made her feel... A little fuzzy on the inside, with a little blush on her cheeks. She took a breath and quickly shrugged it off.
She timidly and inquisitively asked him, "So, do you know a lot of self defense stuff? I have the whole range attack stuff relatively down with my mutation but the up and personal stuff I kinda suck at, as you can see."
>> "Cardboard cuts are worse. "
She winced. Ouch! That had to burn pretty bad. "I can only imagine" was about the only thing she could think of in her reaction. Her diner had lots of truck deliveries with food who usually have cardboard boxes - but usually the kitchen guys took care of it, which Celeste grateful for - mainly because she liked her pretty hands not to be destroyed by cuts and bruises.
Pushed against the wall, she watched as the students all filed out of their classrooms. Their chatter was loud and their conversations seemed to be about all sorts of things. Classes, relationships, parties, their rooms, what they wanted for lunch and dinner. It seemed like a pretty normal high school - except with mutants. She even saw plenty of people with visible mutations, which was pretty awesome. She hadn't been very exposed to mutant culture in Regina, mainly due to her parents. It was good to see so many like-minded people in the same place.
>> "That was Jerra. If she asks you to play poker. Don't. Right. Botany. That's outside. There's a greenhouse and the teacher is called Dryad. She's like super pregnant or something too. C'mon."
She watched as the middle schooler made her comment and run off. "Well, nice to meet you too," Celeste whispered as she took off. She nodded, "I don't play poker, actually, so no worries there." She didn't even know how to play cards in general, let alone poker specifically. At least she had a kinda valid excuse not to lose all her money to the middle schooler. She nodded and followed Jude out of the building, into the nice hot outside. "Thanks, good sir," she told him as she passed him by. "So, when you say Dryad, is she like... The mythological dryads too? I'm guessing she isn't attached to a tree somewhere in the mythical forest but she is kinda like... treeish?" It sounded like a pretty amazing power either way, honestly.
>> "It's sort of around back. Sorry, We could have walked inside in the air conditioning, but since it's between classes this might be faster."
Celeste nodded, more than content to be out of the ruckus of the classroom rushes. They were going to end up outside anyways and Celeste was never one to turn down an outdoors walk, "No problem, I don't mind a little walk. Plus, wayyy too crowded in there."
Celeste could tell she caught him by surprise, his facial expression gave it away. She wasn't too sure if he was comfortable with the fact that the girl next to him was practically a nuclear fuel rod or if he was just surprised she just openly admitted it like that. In either case, she nodded. This was going to be her school and he probably would be training her at some point, at least it sounded like. "Yeah. I can release radiation and stuff. Either through my arms or my entire body, " she shrugged, it was pretty cool, but it had some pretty bad drawbacks too. She carefully made out the next couple words, "I can control it. Lots of dead plants later, but I can." Hopefully he wouldn't think too much different about her. Radiation did have the tendency to freak people out.
"Are you offering a show? Let's wait for Angua with the wet t-shirt routine. I'll wait outside."
She laughed, then nodded. She shut the door and switched her outfit into the regular clothes. A few minutes later, she popped back out. "Alright, let's get to business!"
Celeste nodded. Maybe she would meet this swim teacher at some point. Celeste didn't really know how to swim besides a barely-stay-afloat doggy paddle, so Celeste was content to stay relatively away from deep pools.
>> "Let's go get you a change of clothes"
Celeste nodded, following Gawain as they went to trap Angua in a room. She whispered over to Angua, "Don't worry, we'll be right back!" The dog probably would be a lot happier if we didn't come back, actually. Boy, was that "little" puppy in for a surprise.
>> "The counselor stocks them here in case we get students who need clothes. Or of someone's power destroys their outfit or something... It happens more often than you'd think."
She smiled, "That's a really good idea, actually. I bet a lot of kids come through who have some issues with their powers and stuff." She remembered when she was first experiencing her powers, "I had let out radiation on my arms, hugged my parents, they both got so sick. We ended up going to the hospital and when they found out they had radiation poisoning because of me, they totally panicked. It was on my clothes." She had felt so bad when that initially happened, but honestly, they totally deserved it. She really wanted to laugh about it, but she decided against it. Probably would make her look crazy and mean.
Celeste grabbed a cute little top and a pair of the jeans, and looked over to Gawain, "Is there a bathroom or somewhere I can change or would you like a show?" She winked, a playful grin on her face.
She nodded, a warm smile across her lips, "It really is. But hey, this place smells delicious so it's a fair enough trade off." Celeste was in a little bit of a joking mood this morning, it seemed like. Granted, it was probably because she was pretty tired.
>> "Tea sounds fantastic. Green, if you have it. Otherwise, black is fine. Scratch that. Black coffee please. Sorry. A lot on my mind lately. Bacon and eggs, please. Over easy, with sourdough toast, hash browns, and a sausage link. Thank you."
She began to write down green tea but quickly scratched it out once he decided on black coffee. She quickly wrote down his order, nodding, "Good choices. This place has some mean hash browns!" The rest was pretty good too, but Celeste had found herself addicted to the diner's hashbrowns. So good.
She went and got his coffee, pouring it delicately. She placed some creamers and milk cups next to it in case he wanted to use it. She swang by a few times to refill his coffee and to check to see if he needed anything. Presuming everything was good, she came back out with his food about 30 minutes later. She carefully sat it down, "Careful now, it's a bit hot. Mainly the plates." She delicately put the food down on the table in front of him, careful to make sure he didn't touch any of it.
>> "Sometimes I ask someone with water powers to help, but Jorge has been busy lately."
Celestina nodded with agreement, "Makes sense. I'm guessing Jorge can just let the water fall on her?" She had never met Jorge, but it seemed like that was his power. Not hard of an assumption. Assumptions tended to get Celeste into trouble though, so she always had the tendency to ask.
Celeste took an audible breath of relief once they left the maze, so grateful they were out of there. She made a promise to herself to never go back into that darn maze.
>> "So, would you like the spare clothes before or after you get soaked?"
Celeste scanned over the kiddie pool. It was a bit away, but it seemed kinda small compared to Angua. Was Angua going to even fit in the kiddie pool without popping a bunch of holes in it? If they managed to keep the kiddie pool puncture free, Celeste would be giving them both some serious kudos. She bit her lip, deep in debate for a moment. "Well, I don't want to risk losing her again, so I say after. But I really don't want to mess this dress up, so I say after. Do you have a way to keep Angua in a safe spot where she won't get away? If not, let's just do it now."
Celeste was trying to keep a map of the school in her mind as they walked. Hopefully, she wouldn't forget it before tomorrow. Directions weren't a strong suit for her.
>> "Have you? Used the taser, I mean. Like, actually used it on a person?"
Celeste gave Jude a playful glare, not sure if she really wanted to answer that. If she was honest, she had a feeling he might pick on her about it. Her cheeks blushed a little as she began thinking about how to tell the story, "Welllll... I almost did. It was back in Regina," she looked towards his face to see if he actually wanted to hear the full story, "And these drunk people showed up at this little store. It was pretty late, but I was going for a jog, anyway, then there was a brief fight. Most of them got pretty sick except one, laying on the ground curled up. I was like just about too but he ended up running away." She concluded the story kind of quickly. It wasn't that exciting, probably not as exciting as his stories, but it was one of the most terrifying parts of her life. That was also when she ended up using her body flare for the first time.
>> "Ahh. Yeah, it stinks, but you get used to it after a while. Guess that means you don't fly for your power. I work waaaaay the heck over in Greenpoint, across the bridge on Long Island. It's a security company, but I just do the papers. Nothing too crazy, y'know?"
She giggled, "Nope, no flying here. I would love that, though, but nope." She debated on telling him more about her powers but figured if he was interested, he would inquire more about them with her. Some people kind of freaked out about the idea of someone with thousands of rads of radiation inside them, not mention that she could release it from her body. She doubted he would, but you never could tell. She nodded, impressed, "Wow, that is pretty far. It sounds pretty crazy to me. What about paper cuts?" She gave him a wink, clearly joking. "That's not bad though. An easy, stable job is pretty darn good, even if it is less exciting than some other ones." She liked her diner job, at least the people she worked with. She didn't really enjoy interacting with customers like she did, but it paid her bills and gave her spending money.
>> Depends on the teacher. Avoid taking self-defense classes for Phys Ed. Go for literally anything else and you should be good. Most teachers are mutants, but not all. Most teachers care.
She nodded. Makes sense. Lucky for her, she had already completed her phys ed back in Regina. She noted that his last few sentences. Fair enough. There are bad teachers everywhere and there is really no getting around that. She was pretty excited to hear there were some human teachers too - she was an avid believer that everyone should just treat each other the same. Of course, not many people on either side of the spectrum had her idealistic views of egalitarianism. Celeste knew it probably wouldn't ever happen but it felt wrong not to believe it might one day happen. She had a pretty crappy freshman high school teacher for maths that drove her bonkers, hopefully, there wouldn't be any teachers like that here. Annoying, loud, always yelling at the students.
She jumped when she heard the bell ring, she had been pretty absorbed into the conversation with Jude and trying to memorize the layout of the school that she hadn't realized it might be time for classes to switch. She was grateful that Jude moved her over against the wall as the onslaught of humans bursted from the classrooms. Wow, there was a lot more people here than she realized. When her focus finally came back to Jude, "Oh, I do have botany..." She double checked her schedule, "Yeah, I do... It's one of the earth science requirements here I think I need. Last one of the day, actually. "
Celeste was in the very large crowd of NYU. Typically, Celeste would avoid these type of anxiety riddled situations - everyone all smooched together like sardines in a can. It was uncomfortable. But, when she got the email from NYU with a very interesting key note speaker, she knew she had to come. She wanted to hear more about the topic from an actual person in the field, who has some experience in it- she had read plenty of books about it, of course, but to hear it from someone was amazing. It seemed like a really interesting topic, especially considering the harsh currents of the times.
Celeste jumped up with, well, pretty much everyone else in the stadium. She saw a few disgruntled looks, clearly a bit nervous about his speech. The vast majority loved it, though, including Celeste. The only problem was that Celeste wasn't even a student at NYU yet. She was planning on applying her for the spring semester (which, actually, she made a mental note to do that ASAP considering she was sure the deadlines were either coming up or past.) She wasn't even sure if she was supposed to be allowed into the large stadium that had hundreds of young adults, faculty, administration, and guest speakers.
But here she was, impressed with the whole affair. She even had a little notepad that she had jotted down notes & questions she might ask. Did he feel like mutants would eventually overtake humans? Vice versa? Or would they somehow all manage to live alongside each other? How did he feel that technology that could be used against mutants or humans? What about the registration act? Could something like that happen again, wasn't there some type of tech used against mutants at the time? Being from Canada, she honestly didn't know much about the registration act. So many questions. How could she even get up to talk with him?
As the students began to file out, she hung around, quietly standing off to the side, waiting to get a chance to speak with Devon. There seemed to be a ton of people hovering around him, but it seemed to slowly be trickling out. She was kinda patient - so she stayed to the side, waiting to get a chance to speak with him. Hopefully he would notice her hanging around, otherwise, it was going to be a sore surprise. She was pretty darn excited!
>> "Well, I mean, if you're into that kind of thing. Just because you're a student doesn't mean you have to. Plenty of people are students and focus on academia."
She nodded, "Yeah, I'll see what happens. I'm not sure what all it entails." She had no idea what it all entailed. It would probably be pretty fun, exciting, adventurous to be apart of the X-Men - travel to new places, daring missions. Maybe she would, maybe she wouldn't. She wasn't really sure. Unless they had some pretty great close combat training, she wouldn't be very useful in a daring mission. She could easily use her powers against someone, but once she was drained? Yikes! Does hopefully landing a taser on them count for close combat?
"I was a trainee, but decided to walk away after a while. I guess I wasn't a good fit. I work in the city too. It's actually a freaking long commute to get here now that I've moved out. That's cool that you have a job already. Shows initiative."
She nodded again, "Fair enough. It doesn't sound it's made for everyone or even most people. I suck at close combat. I just use a taser to.. Well, taze people." She shrugged a little, unsure of really where to go with that portion of the conversation. She had never actually even used the taser - almost, but never actually did. She felt like he had some strong opinions about the X-Men from his previous comments plus this one. She wondered why, a bit nosily. Definitely not a question to ask someone up front, especially a stranger though. She smiled, "Yep! I'm lucky I'm not too deep into the city. I would hate riding the bus even longer." She smiled, a little beam in her eyes. She was working really hard. "Thanks," she said a little too enthusiastically, "I mean, thanks, I'm glad I got it so quickly. You gotta do whatcha gotta do."
Celeste followed Jude through the dining area. Good place to know about, especially since Celeste loved cooking and well eating. She slipped through into the classroom hallway, whispering a small thank you as she entered it.
>> "You're good. These classrooms are probably where you'll need to be. Do you recognize any of the numbers? Music is at the end of the hall, 'cause it's noisy, I guess."
She laughed quietly, "Well, good." She dug through her little purse, pulling out her schedule and glancing towards the room numbers, "Yeah, looks like a few of them are in this hallway." About half of them, actually. That'll make things a bit easier for her. "Do you know how difficult the classes are?"
Celeste got down on her knees and kept petting Angua, "Don't you worry, it'll be over before you know it." Her baby/pet voice with sympathy was probably a bit confusing for poor Angua, who was about to be ambushed in a bath. "Do you usually wash her by yourself?" Celeste couldn't imagine getting her into a tub, let alone getting to the actual shampooing the dog. After a few more minutes of loving on the doggy, Celeste got up and brushed her knees off, then her hands to get some of the fur/dog feeling off of them.
Celeste followed behind Gawain and Angua - hopefully Angua wouldn't decide to make a run for it. She was prepared to tackle the dog if she did, though. She was not about to stay in this stupid maze any longer.
>> "Well, we have all kinds of spare clothes inside. You're a commuter student?"
She nodded, "Awesome. I have some money, so I can pay... Whoever. Or I can wash them and bring them back... Whatever." She furrowed her brow. Granted, that was presuming she was borrowing and partly presuming there was a store? That probably wasn't the smartest thought on her head.
She nodded at his question, "Yeah, I live about a 20 minute bus ride away." She figured she could go more into her living arrangements if he asked but explaining that she met a random old lady at the library who needed help around her place and then offered to let her live in wasn't something that she needed to ramble on. Maybe her work on her rambling was paying off!
Celeste had pretty much forgotten most of their previous conversation. She was too busy loving on Angua, "Awe, does that feel good?" She mumbled to Angua as she scratched behind her ear. Celeste was happy that Angua was so friendly - she was worried she might be a bit more aggressive, maybe territorial around Gawain. But she seemed content to receive the loving that Celeste was giving out to her.
>> "We'll see how cheerful she is when we get to the bathing part... You... wouldn't have time to give me a hand with that, would you?..."
She nodded, "Sure, I wouldn't mind helping out." She rubbed Angua's side, "I'm going to help give you a little bath, okay? It wont be too bad!" Her voice attempted to sound promising. At least, she really hoped not... This was probably why she ran into the maze anyways. She smirked, "Um, I might need a change of clothes afterwards though. Is there a place to get some around here...?" She looked over the size of the dog. Her chance of getting wet was probably extremely high.
So he really was an X-Men. Wow. That was pretty awesome. Celeste nodded her head, impressed. He looked pretty young to be an X-Men too. She wondered how he managed to end up here, and ended up being an X-Men.
Celeste stopped when Gawain did, listening for the rustling from Angua. She was close! Yes! Maybe they were going to make it out of the maze before someone with a chainsaw started chasing them through it, ready to cut their limbs up.
>> "Administration is not as exciting as it sounds. Welcome to Xavier's, then."
She laughed, appreciating the comment, "True, true. Administration can be pretty tedious and boring - you probably even handled some of my files then, actually," she stated, semi-confident but also semi-curious. She wondered if he knew anything about her already. Granted, administration could mean a variety of different things - budgets, admissions, legal stuff, all sorts of different things.
Celeste gasped with relief at finding the dog. Whew, one objective down. She watched as the dog licked all over Gawain. She had a big smile and bent over when Angua started sniffing at her. She reached her hand out to let the dog get a good sniff of her hand. Unfortunately, her voice immediately went into baby/pet talk voice, "Hi there, Angua! How are you? I'm so glad we found each other! You're such a cute little puppy dog, I'm so happy to meet you! Soooo cute!" If Angua let her, she would start petting Angua's head, scratching the dog behind her ears and rubbing her sides.
