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And so, It begins.

Posted by wingdndangerous on 2006.02.15 at 18:14


pan_left at 2006-02-17 01:13 (UTC) (Link)
Mark was in awe. He was staring at a Mansion. A real honest to goodness Mansion with sprawling lawns and hedges.

"That's the school?" he said, eyes wide. "It looks more like a country club. These parents must think that that they're sending their kids to some elite---" he paused. "How does a place like this go unnoticed?"

As they drove down the long winding lane and came to a steady halt in front of the large double doors Mark gasped. The Mansion looked even more daunting up close.
mutant_race at 2006-02-17 13:52 (UTC) (Link)
Scott was just smiling proudly as they drove up to the mansion, and he pulled the funny looking phone out of his pocket and holding it up to the window. There was a small beep, and an electronic voice came from the speakers.

"Thank you- welcome back, Mr. Summers." It was a pleasant, female voice that sounded more human than the usual program voice. The massive gates opened slowly, and where Scott would usually pull through as soon as he had the room, he waited until they opened fully for the dramatic effect. He sped up the long, gravel road, pulling up to the circular mini-roundabout in front of the large doors.

"If youw ant, you can get out here- I have to take my car to the garage. You're welcome to take the back-root in with me, if you like."
pan_left at 2006-02-17 14:10 (UTC) (Link)
"I'll get out here." Mark said, hesitantly. Summers nodded and no sooner had Mark hopped out of the car, he sped off round the back to a large garage.

Mark looked up at the vast house in front of him. Out of reflex, he pulled the camera from his bag and filmed a short clip of the school itself and it's surrounding greenery.

"Professor Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters." he narrated, walking carefully up the steps backwards until he'd bumped against the door. Putting his camera back in his bag he knocked on the door a couple of times. "Hello?" he called loudly. Nothing.
mutant_race at 2006-02-17 14:40 (UTC) (Link)
//Warren,// Warren paused, dodging a flying object and retreating to the top corner of the Danger Room momentarily.

//Yes, Professor?//

//Your documentarian is here.// Warren sighed, and called out the pause code for the program.

//Thank you, Professor.//

//He's at the front gate.//

Warren landed in front of the door, casting a nod to Logan before slipping out. He changed quickly, running his head under the shower and toweling his hair mostly dry before slipping his wings down under a pair of black dress pants, pulling a white t-shirt over them. It wasn't the same small lump as when his brace was on, but the white t-shirt his what was underneath aside from the bulge the emerged from his back.

Shaking his fingers through his damp hair as he walked, Warren headed for the front entrance, stepping out of the elevator at the top of the stairs and descending down the large stair case. Reaching the door, he punched in the new security code holding the doors, they unlocked, and Warren pulled open the large wooden doors.

"Mark," he beamed, smiling easily. He certainly looked different than he had at the office- with his hair hanging in damp tendrils around his face, in no more than a casual white t-shirt and black pants.

"I see you made it in one piece?" He asked jokingly, gesturing for Mark to come inside.
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