[IC: mutant accommodation decisions]

[julienned]

 [IN THE MUTANT CABIN COMMON ROOM we have Julian straddling a chair and spinning a card on his fingertip. it's a valid use for telekinesis.]

So now we have a spare room.

((OOC: THIS SURE IS SOME IC FALLOUT FROM JAY GUTHRIE DROPPING. Whoever let a bunch of codependent teens live together, anyway. ANYONE IS WELCOME TO TAG IN IF THAT WOULD FILL YOU WITH JOY.))

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[julienned]

I don't really care. It's not like I need someone to hold my hand at night.

[mind_over_metal]

I've never believed that you have.

Should it come down to it, do you feel comfortable with others like us but who are from completely different worlds? In case I should find that suggestion being made.

[julienned]

I don't want them here.

[mind_over_metal]

*nods*

I'd offer to help with any furniture rearranging or what have you, but I think you're just about the last person for whom that would actually be helpful.

[julienned]

[he laughs a little]

Heh. No, I have it covered.

[mind_over_metal]

*gives a small smile in return*

I'll get out of your way, then. And just remember that you can always reach me. And I truly do mean always.

*...is also surreptitiously checking what everyone's ice cream preferences are*

[julienned]

...it's mint chocolate chip.

[mind_over_metal]

*an impressed eyebrow raise*

You are full of surprises.

[julienned]

Miss Frost was my mentor at school. And when Marvel Girl came back from space, her using her telepathy was the quickest way to teach me control.

[mind_over_metal]

...from space. Of course she was in space.

*we only got the first people in space just last year, okay, these things are still a little wondrous to me*

Well, if it's something you'd be up for, at any point, I'm quite interested in hearing about your experiences at the school.

[julienned]

Don't ask me for a lesson plan, I hardly ever go to school now.

[but it's pointedly not "I won't talk about it".]

[mind_over_metal]

*with a feigned sigh*

And there was your chance to have pranked history by loading the inaugural semester with terrible course offerings.

[julienned]

You'll do them anyway.

[mind_over_metal]

They won't all be terrible.

[julienned]

Still waiting for a use for English lit. Sometimes a flower is just a flower.

[mind_over_metal]

Sometimes it is. And sometimes it isn't. A bit of critical thinking, and the skills to articulate it, will never go amiss.

*turning to head out*

...literature was never my favorite, either.

[julienned]

I'm gonna remember that when they try to make me go to school back home.

[mind_over_metal]

My own personal preferences are not to be considered an educational blueprint.

[julienned]

You're the professor. Damn straight they do.

[mind_over_metal]

*chuckles, with a shade of warm self-awareness softening what is nevertheless honest bluntness*

My informed opinions do, yes, certainly. I do run the school for a reason, after all. Or will, at any rate. That part of the future I plan to leave intact.

[julienned]

I'm still using it to get out of doing stuff.

[mind_over_metal]

Good luck with that.

*aaand heading out the door.

later on, a cooler packed with everyone's favorite ice creams is going to show up at the cabin, with bowls and spoons sitting neatly on top.*