The Hellfire Academy (CVnU)

@tiferet: "Dinner... end of normal business hours."

@the_psyentist: "So I can't ask questions at the dinner table? There's another thing. Do we eat as a...comrades? Or are we doing our own thing?"

@tiferet: "There's a dining hall for the students. Dinner is 5-7. I usually have dinner in my own quarters."

@the_psyentist: "All alone like that? That's no way for a headmas...tress to act. Got to get to know the faces and people."

@tiferet: She laughed. "I spend all day with people. I'm an introvert by nature, I need alone time to recharge."

@the_psyentist: "Oh?" He joked back. "Because when I found you, you were alone in your office and the repairman slash poolboy had to send me your way. You should let me know if he ever wants any help, by the way. I'm pretty handy."

@tiferet: "I'm quite busy with the school starting up. I have a lot of paperwork and financial aid to go through. As for the repairman, he prefers working alone. I appreciate the offer though."

@the_psyentist:

Just because your the headmistress, don't think you can feed on the students, that's just wrong

@tiferet: (You should pester the handy man. That would be hilarious! lol)

@armistice: (You're no fun!)

(And you're just a meanie! LOL)

(You do this to my lil girl and I'll have to shoot you though. xP )

@the_psyentist:

I'm a Blue leaning Grey with a soft spot for kids...and you could just go snack on some random Reds at the HFC

@the_psyentist: "Well, if not partnership, I'm always open for competition." He gave a smirk and a wink and after a bright flash a power drill manifested in his hand. "Okay, so deal. While you're working out the kinks, you should eat around, since technically you're not surrounded by people."

@armistice: (You spying on my school to know if I eat kids? Xandra doesn't like to drink kids. It's just weird since vampirism is kinda sensual. She's been working pretty well at not eating people so much. xP)

@the_psyentist:

Silly girl, I'm spying on everybody

@tiferet: "I don't think he'd take well to competition..."

@armistice: *Scorn never showers naked again...*

@armistice: Thin line between spying and stalking :D

@andy_steven_summers: (You shoot me through and I'll run you through!

I will pester the handyman. That I will do.)

Not a perv, your all safe from ending up on a revenge porn site

Crossed that one a long time ago :)

@the_psyentist: "Doesn't matter." Biff shrugged, still smiling. "Competition or partnership. And don't think you can avoid my terms."

@tiferet: She stared at him unamused. "Well, I need to get back to work. I'm sure you need some time to settle into your new surroundings."

(Going to bed.)

@the_psyentist: (Good on ya!)

Marshall couldn't control his powers very well so he spent his free time at breakstone lake. His telekinesis was pretty short ranged for now so he felt safe from messing anything up here. He spent the better part of an hour switching between swimming and general physical training.

On the way to the lake Hudson saw a repair man with an odd appearance to say the least and the lake made him wonder, what if that repair man was just a mutant fish-man-thing.

@armistice: Ha!

@the_psyentist: peace

Proceeds through the hallways of the Academy under full spectrum stealth, all of their most precious secrets at his disposal, yet all he does is steal the last box of frosted pop-tarts and spirit away with them all unaware of his sinister gambit.

@the_psyentist: "Watashi wa doko ni imasu?" The Namikaze Ninja sputtered, fatigue forced his native tongue to the forefront of his mind. After clearing his throat and adopting a more presumptuous stance Yusuke spoke again. "I'm fine, but I require sustenance." He said rather detached. His eyes skirted along the grounds, never meeting the ice cold gaze of the White Queen.

Melding with the shadows themselves Strigidae 23 beings to slip through the woods outside the school.

(And you claim to be a grey-leaning-blue! EVIL!)

@spectrion: Alexandra raised her brows. "Well, I don't speak Japanese, but sustenance I can do. If you could follow me to the dining hall, I will get you something." She motioned with a gloved hand for him to follow.

Ending her scouting of the school grounds Strigidae 23 slipped back through the woods to a small black sedan. There she removed her Strigidae garb, and slipped into a pair of blue jeans and a white teeshirt. Her black hair she tucked back into a ponytail, and a pair of black sneakers completed her attire. She looked like a poor, but athletic girl here to play on the schools soccer team.

Her cover was quite simple, and very effective because her cover-story was completely true. She was Jessica Hart, she had a social security number, birth certificate, she had been forced to register by the Registration Act, the works.

The deception was not what was changed, but what had been left out.

Tossing a worn canvas backpack over her shoulder she strolled up to the main gate and pressed the buzzer. "Jessica Hart. Sorry I'm late."

@strigidae_23: A garbled female voice echoed from the comm. "Proceed to the main building, Ms. Hart." The gate opened to allow access to the latecomer. Scorn's eyes watched the girl carefully as he continued to trim the hedge, eyeing her with narrowed lids as she would make her way across campus.

@the_psyentist: Jessica wonders why the pool boy is doing yard work, but figures he just likes to show off his figure. And what a figure it was. She winked at him as she made her way to the main building and let herself in the front door.

Looking around she lets out a little whistle. "Damn. Y'all don't spare no expense huh?" Her Gothic City accent thick, but not unintelligibly so.

@strigidae_23: (Haha! I wanna punch you for X-23, but you're too funny. That came so unexpectedly! That and I was gonna do the Gothic City origin, and I don't know what kind of crew you roll with on the streets)

@strigidae_23: (Oh, gawd. Well, at least she's 18ish, right?... the character she's portraying. He won't feel quite as dirty.)

His lip curled up revealing his pointed canines.

Alexandra walked up to the newest arrival, her white heels clicking on the cobblestone. "Of course not, darling. We are funded by the elite to train the elite. I'm Dr. Steele, headmistress of the school. Welcome to the Hellfire Academy." Her ruby red lips curled into a smile.

@jaegerjaquez: [ Why do you want to punch me?

And its a big BIG city, there's room for more than one Gothic City origin. ]

@strigidae_23: (Because. X-23 was Totally in my thoughtful reserves.

Yeah, but if I punch you, you might get your posse to jump me)

@the_psyentist: [ Hehe, making him uncomfortable. ]

Jessica shifts her backpack as the worn strap digs into her shoulder. The woman makes her feel self conscious and she tugged the hem of her wrinkled plain shirt. "Uh, thanks. I mean, um, for everything. My folks couldn't afford any schools that's like this."

[ Truth :-p ]

@strigidae_23: (I'll get a posse too. Then...I still won't hit you, at least not before I fight the old man, because he might not like that)

@jaegerjaquez: [ We'll have to team up and fight crime. ]

@strigidae_23: (Very easy to do. xP)

The White Queen eyed her subpar attire as the apparent girl tugged at her shirt. "Uniforms are required in the classrooms. You'll find yours in the closet within the room. If you'll follow me." She held a key in her hand to access the dorm. The doctor spoke as she walked. "This school is for the best, regardless of origin. It may be hard to believe, but I worked my way here from nothing. I was an orphan and an immigrant to the United States. A mutant on top of all else. It was education and self-discipline that elevated me to where I am now. I intend to bring that hope and determination to this new generation." She brushed back her blonde hair as she opened the door to the girl's foyer, stepping in further to the girl's quarters. She unlocked the door and opened it for her.

@strigidae_23: (But you're...mature and terrory)

@the_psyentist: A sigh."Uniforms. Can't escape 'em."

Jessica follows quietly, just the squeaking of her worn out shoes on the hardwood floor. But she files away the information inside her 'memory palace', a technique she has mastered to grant her very precise memory when she chooses to use it.

"Immigrant? Where'ja come from?" Stepping through the door and swinging her backpack down from her shoulder.

@jaegerjaquez: [ We'll work well together. I'll fight crime, you can bring me refreshing glasses of ice cold Coke and cash my product placement checks. ]

@strigidae_23: (I think I got confuddled somewhere along the way. But that does not sound like a deal I'll accept)

@strigidae_23: "It is practice of proper dress. This school teaches not just an education but also poise and refinement." She nodded. "That gets rather complicated, and I'd rather not get into the details. Mid Europe." Her icy eyes surveyed the room. "I trust your quarters are satisfactory?"

@the_psyentist: Jessica tossed her backpack across the room onto the bed. "Yep, its fine." Uniforms annoyed her still, but she would get over it. Or not. Either way she had to wear them.

@strigidae_23: White White Queen smiled. "Splendid. Well, it's a pleasure to have you with us." She turned to leave before finishing. "Dinner starts at five. Doors close at seven."

@the_psyentist: Doors close? Crap. How was she going to sneak out? Clearly that was going to be a problem. But she just smile and said. "Alright, thanks again."

@strigidae_23: As the doctor departed, three blonde girls remarkably similar to her stepped into the door way. The first one started. "So, you're the new girl. We can't help but notice..." the second continued "your clothes are dreadful. We'd take you shopping..." the third finished, "but we're not in the business of charity."