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WHO: Raven, Hank and eventually OPEN
WHERE: Xavier Institute
WHEN: Tuesday?
WARNINGS: None, I assume.
SUMMARY: Raven goes to check out the institute, finally, and meets with Hank. But she'll wander around some too, if anyone wants to run into her.
FORMAT: Para to start, then whatever.
Raven had been avoiding going to her 'brother's' institute, if only because the whole concept seemed strange to her. The 'school' back home was a handful of kids preparing to stop a war, not...kids going to math class. It was just such a strange leap, especially given that her brother had never been here before, that she'd decided...not to worry about it.
Still, Hank had suggested she come. And the possibility of a job that wasn't waitressing was...very tempting. She'd never liked waitressing. She wasn't bad at it, of course, but still. She'd never liked it.
So here she was, stepping through the front gate and walking up to the building, dressed in a pale blouse and a pair of slacks, her blonde hair looking as neat as she could get it...it was a job interview of a sort, wasn't it? She paused, not certain if she was supposed to knock, and then finally pushed the door open and stepped inside. Hmm...
WHERE: Xavier Institute
WHEN: Tuesday?
WARNINGS: None, I assume.
SUMMARY: Raven goes to check out the institute, finally, and meets with Hank. But she'll wander around some too, if anyone wants to run into her.
FORMAT: Para to start, then whatever.
Raven had been avoiding going to her 'brother's' institute, if only because the whole concept seemed strange to her. The 'school' back home was a handful of kids preparing to stop a war, not...kids going to math class. It was just such a strange leap, especially given that her brother had never been here before, that she'd decided...not to worry about it.
Still, Hank had suggested she come. And the possibility of a job that wasn't waitressing was...very tempting. She'd never liked waitressing. She wasn't bad at it, of course, but still. She'd never liked it.
So here she was, stepping through the front gate and walking up to the building, dressed in a pale blouse and a pair of slacks, her blonde hair looking as neat as she could get it...it was a job interview of a sort, wasn't it? She paused, not certain if she was supposed to knock, and then finally pushed the door open and stepped inside. Hmm...