Marvel: 2010-05-15 - Oops! Jono go BOOOOOOM!

=Location Descriptions=

North Grounds - X-Mansion - North Salem
At the back of the school, stretching to the north, lays Breakstone Lake. It can easily be seen from the large windows of the cafeteria. The windows glint in the sunlight, and reflect clouds when the skies are over cast. Off the cafeteria is a large cobblestone porch that is surrounded by a low wall of raised stone, which serves as a dividing line. It can effortlessly be stepped over. Wooden table and chairs are spread out in this area, giving students an outdoor option for their meals. Past that dividing line is a basketball court. This is a full sized court, and has a net on each end. Lines are clearly marked for game play. The court doesn't fill the whole space here however. On each side is a wide, paved space to allow for other games, weight lifting, or just goofing off. An Olympic sized swimming pool complete with diving board is between the basketball court and Breakstone Lake. The Jacuzzi is build against a corner of the pool, and is slightly raised. The lake itself is of dark, cool waters which glimmer depending on the lighting. Birds can often be heard calling to one another during the day and at night the crickets sing except in the bitter cold.
 * Players
 * Alex
 * Xavier
 * Simone
 * Jonothon
 * Andrea
 * Exits
 * Back Door - X-Mansion &lt;BD&gt;
 * West Grounds - X-Mansion &lt;SW&gt;
 * East Grounds - X-Mansion &lt;SE&gt;

Kitchen and Cafeteria - X-Mansion - North Salem
The cafeteria seems on the small side when you consider what the ones in public schools look like. Still, it is nice. The floors are of a dark wood, complimented by wooden tables and chairs. The tables feet six people, three on either side of them. Large windows adorn the north side of the wall to reveal a beautiful view of the north grounds - including the basketball court and swimming pool - and Breakstone Lake. A wooden door by the large glass windows actually leads out to the north grounds.

To the east side is a long and wide countertop where food is placed upon during meal times. The kitchen behind it is left in the open, and is state-of-the-art with industrial sized equipment and a Sub-Zero Preservation built-in refrigerator and freezer. The fridges are always kept well stocked as are the freezers. Leftovers are kept in labeled containers with dates, to be heated up as willed. One would also expect a lot of junk food in the cupboards, but that is far from the truth; though fruits and healthier snacks are easy to come by. Sodas and pizzas are usually kept as a reward or bought with student's personal money.
 * Players
 * Simone
 * Jonothon
 * Xavier
 * Andrea
 * Exits
 * North Grounds - X-Mansion &lt;NG&gt;
 * Main Wing - X-Mansion &lt;O&gt;

Staff Elevator - X-Mansion - North Salem
The staff elevator is different from the student elevator, and it isn't just because the rose colored carpet is nicer either. It has the buttons for: S1, 1, 2, 3, and R. All the buttons but the ones marked 1 and S1 require a key to be inserted to work. Furthermore, a staff (or approved) members know what area to set their finger beneath the keypad to have their print read and a slip panel to be revealed. From there, they can select additional buttons: S2, S3 and S4. Depending on the level they wish to access, additional security such as retinal scans, voice monitoring and so on must be passed before the elevator will move.

&lt;&lt; +view Set &gt;&gt;
 * Players
 * Jonothon
 * Simone
 * Xavier
 * Andrea
 * Exits
 * Floor 2 &lt;2&gt;
 * Floor 1 &lt;1&gt;
 * Sub-Level 1 &lt;S1&gt;
 * Sub-Level 2 &lt;S2&gt;
 * Sub-Level 3 &lt;S3&gt;

Sub-Level 2 - X-Mansion - North Salem
The sub-level 2 has one entrance to one side with a large X over it and a red glaring light when in use. That entrance goes to what is commonly known as the Danger Room. Across the hall are a few personal labs and a large, state-of-the art medical bay.

The floor and walls are all metal, with a strange blue tint that seems to come from the artificial lighting. Unless something noisy is happening in the labs or medical bay, it is very quiet and sound seems to echo. =Character Descriptions=
 * Players
 * Xavier
 * Simone
 * Jonothon
 * Andrea
 * Exits
 * Danger Room - X-Mansion &lt;DR&gt;
 * Staff Elevator - X-Mansion &lt;O&gt;

Jonothon Starsmore
Standing at five foot ten inches or so, this young man is in his late teens, and a touch on the slender side. If unkind you could say he's skinny. In spite of the fact he could use some weight, and he's a large nose, He is often seen as traditionally handsome. Square jaw, expressive features, fair skin. His eyes are dark, intense things, which at times reflect an unseen luminescence, setting dark brown aflame. His hair is a dark shade of auburn and long enough to touch the tops of his shoulders. It's rather uncombed however, mussed at the best of times.

Clad all in back, from the thick leather jacket hanging from his shoulders, to the dark jeans and the heavy, battered black boots he wears, the dark does nothing to add bulk to his frame.

Charles Xavier
The man is tall at easily 6', but he is trapped close to the ground in the wheelchair he resides within. Likely no more than 190 lbs, his upper body is able to move with ease and betrays strength with how he handles his chair. There is just something powerful about this individual no matter if he is being friendly with a smile, or distant and thoughtful.

His head is bald, shinnying slightly in any light that dares to reflect off it. He has arching dark eyebrows, which have become so with age. His deep set eyes are blue, and his cheeks are on the gaunt side. Between that and the wrinkles on his forehead, at the corners of his eyes and mouth, and the visible tendons on his neck, one can tell he has age under him. He is surprisingly handsome for his age, and there is an aura of energy and passion about him that makes him seem much younger at times.

He wears a dark red thin sweater which clings to his quite fit torso. Over it is a brown jacket which has an encircled black x symbol over his left breast pocket. A black leather belt encircles his waist and somewhat loose brown slacks which match his jacket cover his useless legs. His black leather dress shoes are shined and appear to have very little wear, likely because they are never walked upon.

His hands are surprisingly strong, with only a few appearances of veins to betray his true age. They easily grip the wheelchair wheels. The wheelchair itself is plain, with silver arms which can be knocked up and out of the way, a red velvet seat cover and silver pedals to rest his feet upon. It is a lightweight, efficient wheelchair.

Alex Summers
This young man seems to be the epitome of a All-American. His head is topped with swirling dishelved golden blonde hair, short on the sides and brushedforward, sparsely. A complexion of darkened pink, tinged lightly with scarletthrough the cheeks almost constantly. The locks of blonde hair tend to obscurethe crystal clear blue eyes that rest behind them.

He is built lean, blessed with a runner's physique that must be accompanied bya good metabolism. Tall though, cresting to about six feet tall. The young manseems like the athletic type, one to be picked first for football or something.

Someone must have caught Alex sleeping or something, considering the way he is dressed. Upon his upper body, he wears a white shirt, affectionately known as a 'wifebeater'. Its straps leave leave muscular arms exposed, as well as his lightly freckled shoulders from too much sun. There is very little fat on him it seems, flat stomach covered by white cotton.

Riding low on his hips is a pair of board shorts, black with grey dragons running down the sides, then around the hem that hangs just past his knees. Grey strings are tied tightly below his navel, to get those shorts from sliding off after he falls off his board, or bed, wherever he happened to be.

Simone Dawn
This woman's golden eyes gaze curiously out at the world around her, half hidden by a thick straight mane of cloud white waist length hair. Her darkly tanned skin is smooth and unblemished. Her angled face with high cheek bones, small delicate nose, slanted eyes and full lips give few hints of her true ancestral heritage. Seven silver hoops hang from her pointed ears and she often smiles sheepishly. Her head is held high, with a proud and guarded demeanor. She stands around 5ft 6 inches and possesses a slender yet generous figure.

Her clothing has seen better days. Today's outfit consists of a rumpled black shirt over which is a over large jean jacket. The back has been painted up with silver and gold stars. She's also wearing a pair of loose and baggy jeans, held up with a silver studded belt. Around her wrists are a few woven thread bracelets. On her feet are a pair of comfortable looking black boots with thick soles.

From her back arch a small pair of 3ft white wings, the tips of the primary feathers are a shiney gold. A second pair of of wings over lays the first, but these wings do not seem to be flesh and feather. Instead they are ghostly, semi-transparent, the edges have a white frost appearance and are the most opaque. These wings arch up much more magestically and have a span of around 6 ft.

Andrea Tellierra
Tall for a woman, this young lady stands just shy of six feet when in flats, and has a mature enough look and curves most would take her for her late teens, just under twenty years of age. She has a long, full mane of lustrous raven black hair which tumbles smoothly down to frame her face, over her shoulders and down to mid-back. Her face is a natural oval with high cheekbones, full lips, a narrow pert nose and raven dark sculpted eyebrows over deep crystal blue eyes framed by long dark eyelashes. Her neck is gracefully slim, shoulders broad but natural for her height, lending balance to her toned and trim unfairly hourglass figure. When she speaks, it is a warm, cultured soprano tone with clean diction. To be honest, this young woman is gorgeous, the sort of looks one would associate with (non-anorexic) supermodels and actresses. Say, isn't she familiar?

Currently this young woman is dressed in what can only be described as a private school uniform of modest nature. A navy single-breasted blazer with a school crest embroidered on the left breast pocket covers most of her torso, a crisp white collared silk blouse peeking out around her neck, a crimson silk scarf about her neck as a tie. Peeking out from beneath the hip-length edge of the jacket is a knee-length tartan plaid pleated skirt. White knee-high stockings cover her legs, and shiny black patent leather mary jane flats cover her feet. She carries a smallish black leather backpack, usually on one shoulder, a flat 'smartphone' in a pouch on that strap. =Begin Scene= Jonothon doesn't quite see the humor in it right now, sorry. Mostly he looks baffled and disconcerted. He exploded and there's a hole in his chest. This is adulthood? &lt;&lt;I want to be twelve.&gt;&gt; Really, who wouldn't after this. As for the rest, well the teen nods. Mostly standing on his own too. &lt;&lt;Okay.&gt;&gt; Go with Simone. That he can do. Getting out of the crater takes help. Simone can feel how badly he's trembling, and it's sheer exhaustion. Once he's on the grass Jono can walk on his own, but some guidance would be appreciated. So with his shirt in tatters, and fire coiling out of a hole in his chest, the teen walks slowly to the school. The psy-fire wraps around his neck and shoulders, drifting along behind. Quite peaceful now, isn't it?

Simone urks.. Ah so that's how Xavier was going to help Jono. The man is another telepath. Wow. just wow. She continues helping Jono walk, her eyes flitting towards the psionic fire rumbling out of Jono's chest. This is all just too weird. Interesting, but weird! "Shhh it's okay Jono.." she tells him, trying to be as comforting, calming and encouraging as possible ..and not sound scared herself! She risks a glance back at Xavier to make sure his chair is capable of wheeling himself along.

Alex comes to a stop as Simone is helping Jonothon up from the ground and towards the mansion. A glance between the two of them and towards the battered Professor Xavier. A foot of his scuffs the now thoroughly messed up lawn. "Man....at least you keep it interesting around here."

Having heard and seen the explosion, Andrea is already running. She does not scream, it will not help. She dashes pell-mell out of the guest dormitory room she has been using to study, books and materials left behind willy nilly as she streaks down the hallway and tries to run down the stairs without breaking her own neck in the process, then skids and redirects herself towards the cafeteria and the patio doors beyond.

As such, about the time others are reaching the doors to go inside, Andrea is throwing them wide and stumbling out. "Jonothon!" she calls, extending her hands towards her friend, shock and a wee bit of horror on her face as she stops just shy of touching him, afraid of the fire. "Oh God ... Jonothon ... are ... are you alright?" How can he be, right? But she cannot help herself. She is worried for her friend.

It's sure to be strange to Andrea that Jonothon has almost no reaction to her. Unsteady, but walking with Simone's help and verbal support, the teen stops as Andrea rushes over. He also sways. Mustn't fall down! Simone gets leaned on heavily for a moment in support.

All he can do is blink at Andrea with this strange calm. An unnatural one. The fire curling around him gives off no heat, but it does have sensation. Tingles if touched, and gives a mental feeling of Jono himself. That he's exhausted, and there's something heavy blanketing his thoughts. Something not him. (It's Xavier keeping him calm.) &lt;&lt;I don't feel too well.&gt;&gt; It's the same plaintive tone he gave Simone earlier. &lt;&lt;I need to go to the medical bay.&gt;&gt; Repeating what he was told, for Andrea is stopping him.

Xavier says, “Andrea, leave Jonothan alone," the command calm but firm. "Come push my chair, it is slightly bent and I can't do it myself." He then closes his eyes and concentrates on Jono once again. "Give directions to Simone on where the staff elevator is. Touch my shoulder when we are there." His expression then becomes distant. &lt;&lt; You feel fine Jonothan, you are just in shock. You aren't in any pain. Would you like to go through what happened? &gt;&gt;”

Simone 's psi wing gently lifting up towards Andrea to help suggest she move out of the way and keep her from comming into contact with the flames. She doesn't yet trust them not to do something else weird. "..." she doesn't get to speak as Xavier's already said it. Then she continues on, helping to steady Jono as they move towards the house. "Come on Jono, we need to go inside.." she urges softly.

Upset and confused, Andrea quickly realizes nevertheless that the fire is not 'real' fire. Jonothon does not seem to be in pain. "I ... " She looks beyond Jonothon to the Professor, and nods unsteadily. "OK." She touches Jonothan's hand long enough to squeeze, offering her support. "You go ahead. Be safe."

Still frowning, unhappy and upset, Andrea pulls away and walks out onto the patio, clearing the doorway for Simon and Jonothon, as she instead walks to the stairs and comes down towards the Professor, intending to help as best she can. "Go straight across the cafeteria, Simone, then into the main hall, make a left into the east wing. The elevator will be halfway down the hall on your right." Those instructions about giving directions were for her, right?

Andrea is not very strong, but neither is she weak. It simply takes a good deal of effort for her, putting her knee against the frame of the chair as she pushes to get it to move while bent. Thankfully there is a ramp up to the patio. She does not ask what she wants to ask, and suppresses her panicked reaction for now. Only for now.

Instinct has him returning the grip to his hand, and the teen gives both Andrea and Simone a grateful look for the support. It's so hard to do everything right now. A careful step over the threshold into the school and Jonothon is that much closer. Really, with smooth floor to walk over he does one hell of a lot better. Still touches nearby walls and furnishings though to keep his balance. In as much as Xavier is speaking to Jono, Jono broadcasts his reply generally, &lt;&lt;...&gt;&gt; Go through what exactly? &lt;&lt;I.. I can't remember what happened.&gt;&gt; How can he go through it if he doesn't know?&gt;&gt; Fear tries to creep in, but is quickly snuffed by the hold on his mind. &lt;&lt;You said I grew up.. but I don't understand.&gt;&gt; Wants to stop and look back to Xavier, but he doesn't.

Xavier's body jumps and shifts as Andrea struggles to push his chair, but once the patio is reached it is much smoother. Still, the chair wobbles a bit, definately bent. &lt;&lt; You are a strong telepathy young sir. A very strong one. You will have a lot to learn. But the source of your power, it is a little different from say mine. Your power has a physical manifestation. The manifestation seems to have been contained in your body until it became too powerful and wild to be held within its prison. So it broke loose to put it simply, &gt;&gt; he says to Jonothan alone. &lt;&lt; Your physical form appears to no longer be a requirement for you to exist. I know this must be frightening Jonothan. But you are still /you/. Just a little different physically. &gt;&gt; Try a lot physically.

Quiet, Andrea just continues to struggle with the chair, pushing Xavier along until they reach the east wing hallway and the elevator. Once there, Andrea opens the elevator and then wheels them inside after Simone and Jonothan. Then she touches the Professor's shoulder as she had been directed, and presses her thumb of her other hand to the control panel, opening another beneath with more buttons. Why the Professor wouldn't know that they are there, she does not know. But she obeys. Andrea is clearly a well-behaved young lady.

If he weren't this calm, Jonothon would be freaking out very, very badly as everyone waits for the elevator. &lt;&lt;I don't exist?&gt;&gt; No, wait, that wasn't right. Sorry, Charles, but he's having trouble processing this. Trying very hard to though. &lt;&lt;I don't need my body? ..But how's that possible?&gt;&gt; Give him time and he'll grasp what's going on. For a brief time he can't quite process past 'hole in chest. On fire.' Then he pauses and frowns. &lt;&lt;This is what I've been changing into.&gt;&gt; Give the boy a gold star. Understanding dawns and he looks pained. Emotion wise, not physical. &lt;&lt;I don't want to lose my body.&gt;&gt; It's an understandable leap to make. How will he do anything if he doesn't have a body? There's no reply about the telepathy for he already knew he was one. Not that he was strong, but telepathy isn't a surprise.

When they reach the elevator Simone releases her psi wings and they quietly vanish with a fadeing effect. "You might not..." she says still carefully keeping him steady.

&lt;&lt; Many things are possible in this world that those not gifted haven't any idea about Jonothan. It is why they become so frightened and often fear us. We are what we are, we do not have much choice in this matter. Our choice is only how we use our gifts. Compassion comes from Xavier, &lt;&lt; I understand how you would not wish to lose your body. I am going to see if there is something we can do. Just because something is not required, doesn't mean we don't still want it or have a use for it. I just want it clear that you /are/ fine, that you are healthy and alive. &gt;&gt; He seems about to say more but Andrea touches his shoulder.

Xavier leans forward to presses the button to Sub-Level 2. A scanner comes out and finds his head at a lower level than others, scanning his eyes, "Sub-Level 2." The elevator finally starts to move. Xavier closes his eyes once again but speaks out loud, "Go down the hall and to the right is the Medical Bay. Double metal doors. All the others have single metal doors."

Andrea says nothing, because she cannot think of a single constructive, useful thing /to/ say. This is horrible. Poor Jonothon. But as there is nothing she can do, and nothing useful she can say, she merely does as Xavier has asked, and struggles to wheel the chair out of the elevator and down the hall.

The assurance from Simone has Jonothon looking at her with big, dark eyes. Almost pleading. He so hopes that this is true. Xavier talks and the Brit finds he has nothing to say. Doesn't quite feel healthy, but that could change. Maybe after he sleeps he'll feel better. Shoulders slump as the elevator descends, and his shaky grip on Simone tightens briefly in way of thanks. &lt;&lt;I'm really tired. Could we talk about this later?&gt;&gt; Said as he follows Andrea pushing that chair. Jono hasn't been down here before, but there's little interest in the metal halls at this point. Just goes where he was told to.. double metal doors.

Simone follows along, making sure Jono doesn't just stop or faulter on the way to the med bay. She is fairly wided eyed at everything.. What's down here? the world's largest panic room? "Yea kiddo, that's fine.." she murmurs. She'd promise him his very own pony at this point, just as long as he doesn't resume the 'spontaneous human combustion' thing.

Xavier is pushed down the metal hallway by Andrea, a slight rumble and squeak from the busted chair. When the group gets close to the medical bay doors, they automatically slide open. It is state of the art inside, with a surgery area and a recovery patient area. There are metal cupboards, and everything looks clean and organized. "This is the medical bay," Xavier says after finally opening his eyes once again. "Jean and I take care severe injuries here," rather than the nurses station upstairs or taking kids to a hospital. "Go ahead and help Jonothan to one of the recovery beds. Do you wish me to put you to sleep Jonothan, so that you can rest?" Xavier doesn't assume, he asks for permission. Sometimes sleep can seem terrifying in cases like this.

Andrea stands by quietly fretting for a while, as there seems nothing she can do. Finally, she thinks of something and speaks up. "Professor, should I go get Scott or someone to come fix your chair? Or do you have a spare somewhere?" What good is she doing here, after all, other than adding to the generalized psychic stress.

Jonothon will be amazed once he's rested, but for now all he wants is the bed. Does he need help sleeping? The teen all but falls onto a medical bed, rolls onto his back, and is sleep in seconds. One booted foot hanging off the edge. Think he still needs help? If Charles hadn't woken Jono he'd have slept for nearly two days after the explosion. As it stands now he'll sleep a far more normal stretch of time. The psy-fire pulls in, retracts, but doesn't disappear. Leaves a little area of tired looking fire to flicker and dance over the hole in his chest. That same fire flows through his mind, coloring everything of who and what he is.

It's a good thing Jono is rather slight instead of a hulking mass like some mutants, other wise they'd have some trouble. Simone helps Jono onto the bed if needed and then stands back to try to keep herself calm too. Things are winding down and that's good. "Oh boy..."

"Thank you Andrea, but it is fine. I have a spare in my quarters. I'll get it as soon as I'm finished here. I can wheel myself when I'm done. Thank you for your assistance." Xavier blinks, "Well, that wasn't difficult, he fell right to sleep." He actually rolls himself this time to Jono, placing a hand on his forehead. He concentrates for a moment. "He is so very exhausted, don't expect him in class soon." He placed a tigger in Jono's mind, that when he goes to become alert, he will instictively reaches out to contact Xavier. "Simone, could you get one of those blankets here and cover Jonothan up? He won't get cold, but...it may bring him a sense of comfort when he wakes up. Thank you both for your assistance. Simone, I would like to speak with you later again. After things have calmed down a little bit. In my office perchance?" Xavier looks a little tired too. He thought he lost a student today, the scare felt like it took years off his life.

"That's alright, Professor. I'll get it for you. You have enough to deal with." Andrea offers. She lingers a bit, watching Jonothon sleep. Strange, how she has only known the young man for a matter of weeks, and already his state concerns her so. Andrea has never quite had 'friends' like this before. It is all new to her, even if she knew such a thing were possible. Always on the outside, watching everyone else live their lives. "I'll be back shortly, Sir." she offers, before slipping out of the medical bay.

Simone nods. "ah..sure.. I guess it won't catch flame.." she says as she peers about to find the place where the blankets are stored. She shakes it out and then carefully places it over Jono, rolling it back a bit from where the 'hole' is. "Just let me know.. when you are ready.." she says quietly to the Professor. She gives a bit of a wave as Andrea exits swiftly.

"No. They are not fire flames, it is...I'm not sure yet to be honest Simone. A form of psychic energy perchance? I will have to investigate it more. For now, let's just let him rest. I can come check on him later." He nods toward Andrea. "Bring it down to my sub-level room please." The quiet room. "I need some peace." As soon as Andrea is gone, Xavier will see to his own scrapes and bruises, getting as cleaned up as he can within the medical bay. And if Simone sticks around, she gets stuck with some fetching and carrying. Though Xavier will smile lightly and thank her for her patience and care.