=XS= Cessily and Noriko'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...

...is considerably smaller than Alice's, not having made much in the way of purchases for himself. CD here, DVD there, and a new novel. "We should see if we can get you a new hoodie," he suggests to Cessily. X-kids are so much fun. You just /have/ to love them. Love talking with them, love being around them, or just love messing with them. It's not like it's hard to keep informed about the student...

Sneak sneak sneak. Cessily cuts through the grounds of the school, once again doing her best impression of being stealthily. She is dressed in a black t-shirt and a pair of dark black jeans, a large silver baseball bat tucked under one arm. After making sure no-one is following, she slips into the stables and relaxes, wandering over to a seat and slumping down, bat laying across her lap. Then, she...

...jingle ball. For some reason. She's not shaking it, but it makes an occasionally noise as she hurries across the lawn, her coat much thicker, fur at collar and cuffs, than the weather really needs. "Cessily?" she calls. "I brought toy for Mika, I forgot--" Walter turns on hearing Illyana's accented voice, drawning a hand from his jacket pocket to offer a friendly wave. "Hey, Illyana," he greets....

...like it might be related to warding off evil spells. Another liquid sentence in Russian, which sounds an awful lot like it might be something along the lines of "Bleeping mutants, what /don't/ they do?" Cessily slowly straightens up, watching her toes develop. She tilts her head at her socks and shoes, a slight frown on her face, she can never get the shoes and socks on. The silver girl slowly climbs...

... The sound of cartoons piqued the interest of the silvery girl as she passes by the rec-room door. "Hmm.." She says, heading into the room and peering over at the green head in front of the set. Cessily has seen her about the halls, but has yet to introduce herself. Meandering over, she smiles and stands beside the couch, offering a little wave to the green-haired girl. "Room for one more?" She...

...bag, and empty can of soda, and several crumb covered napkins that hint that his lunch has come and gone. He hums a happy, if off pitch tune. Another individual who is avoiding the lunch crowd, Cessily wanders her way over to the lakeside. After recent conversations regarding sinking, the silver-skinned girl is rather more wary than she used to be. Her black hooded sweatshirt is looped around...

Students, qualified (that is, one former, one current) disturb the peace of the Japanese gardens: Alyssa in the lead, carrying an armful of waterbottles and several sandwiches in bags, with Cessily following. "...and they're /huge/," she's in the midst of saying as they clear the ring of silver birches, with her head turned 'round so she can talk to Cessily over her shoulder. "I mean, there's the...

...do. "... and so they just /left/ me there with /Magneto/, who maybe saved the world but obviously isn't /happy/ about it." A gaggle of teens (three girls, two boys) are gathered near where Alyssa and Cessily tour, blocking a section of sidewalk that they're approaching. Alison, a blonde 15-year old and clearly something of the group's ringleader is telling her tale, complete with dramatic hand gestures...

...had taken her advice. They don't trust each other, she'd said. Get them to hit each other a few times. They'll get nervous. Easier said than done, sure. But Nori had maneuvered Laura into cutting Cessily, and now Cess was spending all her time watching Laura. Hellion was yelling at them both, and Gentle was taking the opportunity to talk to Laura while dodging her. Working on her confidence. ...