Teachers and Students coming together

[southernreaper]

Who: southernreaper, julianhellion and makes_asteroids
When: May 30th, an hour or so before sirens
Where: House of Awesome!
Summary: Kevin can only wear inorganic materials and Keller just needs clothes.
Warnings: Kevin's thick accent? Maybe mild swearing? Umm, possibly the discovery of Kevin's mutation?

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[makes_asteroids]

Erik stepped out from the meeting room, including his head to the two boys. "I'm here." He held the door open, the meeting rooms Spartan business lunch/conference style a cold contrast to warmer base paint outside it.

"Kevin Ford and Julian Keller, correct?" He was pleased the Keller boy had tagged along. He could guess at the nature of Kevin's mutation - something dangerous to himself or others, something he had poor or no control of, and something which required skin contact, and was glad he had a friend - he would need it.

[ex_julianhe]

Julian had the impression Kevin was a little uncertain about this. Personally, he wanted to finger out more about this City, and work out how he could help here. It seemed like finding his way home wasn't a possibility for now, and though he still wasn't sure he was entirely ready to accept that, he did want to be involved with the others from his world here.

He looked around building. In some ways it reminded him of the Institute back home, but it seemed...newer, in every sense of the word. When the man - Xavier, he'd said - came out of the room, Julian's blue eyes sparked with recognition that he couldn't quite place. He was absolutely sure he didn't know a Michael Xavier. Whatever it was that made him feel familiar, he couldn't make it more substantial than just that feeling.

"Yeah, that's us," he said, smiling a little. "Thanks for meeting us."

[southernreaper]

"Yes sir." Kevin agreed. His hands were in his pockets and he wasn't taking them out. Not for a while, anyway. He had the pack slung over his shoulder.

"I know I said I needed clothes, bu' would it be possible t'get bed clothin' too? Sheets an' stuff?" He'd buried his face into the pillow this morning and almost inhaled ashes. Frustrating, really.

"An' Julian's gonna need a few things." He was going out after dark. Julian would be right there with him, or they weren't Hellions.

[makes_asteroids]

He knew the look Julian had given him. He recognized him but didn't know from where. Good enough.

"Of course, whatever you need. What size sheets, how many pillow cases? You'll need towels and washcloths as well?" It was certainly frustrating for the boy, he was sure. But to him, it was simply a fact, something needed and he was willing to provide for any Mutant who showed up.

"And what can I make for you Julian? Do you boys need anything for your apartment?" He was gently asking if the boys were living together, and suggesting they should. Safety in numbers.