[center][h1][color=FF8C00]James Erikson[/color][/h1]
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Xavier's Institute Basement
Interacting: Everyone[/center]

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James groaned as his alarm clock roused him from sleep. He rolled over and scrambled to turn it off, before eventually forcing himself off his bed. James stretched out for a moment as he collected himself. At least he had actually gotten some sleep this time. That meant he was finally getting used to this. At least, he hoped.

James got a look around his room. He had been living here for about the past few weeks. With no real home to go back to for now, the professor had been kind enough to let him board early. As James prepared himself for the day, he thought about his family, and wondered how they were doing. He hoped that they were OK, and that his running off had spared them the worst. Come to think of it, teleporting back was a possibility, though a dangerous one. Most of the town still wanted his head.

James shook himself from his thoughts as he finished getting ready, throwing on his jacket. He checked the time, and suddenly realized why he was up earlier then usual. He had to meet the professor in the basement today. Of course, at this point he realized if we wanted to be on time, he would have to skip breakfast. Groaning in frustration, he grabbed one of his last granola bars from his time on the run, took a swig of water, and made for the basement.

The basement itself was pretty confusing. James had a pretty good sense of direction, but even he became slightly annoyed as he took a wrong turn every now and then. Eventually, though, he found the Professor and three other people sitting around a glass table. He figured this is where he was supposed to be. He also figured he should probably say something before they thought he was weird. [color=FF8C00]"Um......morning, everyone,"[/color] he said quietly before sitting in one of the lounge chairs.