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[center][h1][color=0054a6]Amni Clayteer[/color][/h1]
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[color=0054a6]“Location:[/color] Home to X-Men Mansion
[color=0054a6]Time:[/color] 7:05 a.m.  
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Amni lies in the bed as he slowly started to shift his body. Waking up he opened his eyes revealing the darkness around the room. Only dim lights shining from some of the electronics. Reaching over to the side table and grabbing his phone. Turning it on caused his eyes to shut as he opened them slowly. They seemed irritated from the digital light. Reading the time which was four fifty-six and he nodded his head. Propping himself up on his left elbow to face the side of the bed and his closet. [color=0054a6]“Four fifty-six”[/color] He mumbled to himself as his fingers went up to hi temple area and started to softly rub the area as he yawned. Fluttering his eyes a bit more before he pushed himself up and let his feet drop to the cold hard wood floors. [color=0054a6]“Mhm…”[/color] swallowing the dryness in his mouth as, he stood up and made his way towards the closet. 

Opening the dark sliding door of his closet he started to look through the different clothes. The dim light that was peaking inside of his shades from the windows of his room helped him see what was what. [color=0054a6]“Do I work today?”[/color] His brows furrowed slightly as he asked this question. Not remembering fully if he had to or not. Though, Amni knew he left his schedule somewhere around the house. Paying attention to the closet again he ended up grabbing black dress pants, a vest and a tie along with a darker-medium shade blue dress shirt and a braided black belt. Setting the outfit on his bed as, he went to the bathroom flicking on the light. Causing himself to tense slightly for his eyes were sensitive from light. Shutting the door and turning on the shower. Amni started getting ready for the day. 
After, the shower and getting dressed Amni went in search for his work schedule. Finding it in the kitchen on the counter closest to the fridge he rubbed his eyes as he focused on the sheet. The dates pouring down the page as he kept reading the days he has already worked. His finger slid down the black and white colors as he stopped on a date. The date of today and he read the schedule. [color=0054a6]“I do work today…”[/color] Amni stated as he nodded his head and went to the fridge. Checking on what he had. There was a one fourth dozen of eggs, juice, a stick of butter, some vegetables and bowl of fruit. Amni grabbed the bowl of fruit and went on his way to the living room turning on the television and listening to the politics debate about the different topics they did not like to agree about. 
The T.V. flashed blue and white light on him as he watched the politics and other individuals getting heated over different subjects. None of them wanted to meet in the middle and the one’s that did were instantly pushed out of the way and out of thought. Amni always seemed to be slightly amused by how animalistic politics would get with each other and how the average civilian would either choose a side or just ignore the whole thing together. Staring at, the T.V. as he got comfortable on the couch eating the different pieces of fruit from the bowl. The bowl included three different types of melon, mango and grapes. Today the main thing on the news was the MRA and their interesting views of so many different things to do with people just like Amni. 
About an hour after sitting down on the couch. The phone started to make a noise which was in his bedroom. Amni was somewhat out of it and as he heard the noises the electronic made he glared around and realized his politics have been changed to an adult cartoon and the bowl of fruit was gone and set on the coffee table. Not really wanting to get up Amni made himself as he hurried to his room to answer his phone. Answering it he heard the familiar voice of  Professor X of the X-Men. [color=0054a6]“Why are you calling me this early?”[/color] Amni asked as he rubbed his fingers through his hair holding the phone in his other hand. “I see…” He bit the inside of his cheek as the Professor asked him to come to the mansion. [color=0054a6]“I’ll be there.”[/color] With those words Amni hung up the phone and knew the whole thing was because of the MRA and what they were trying to do. 
This caused Amni to call work and tell them he might not make it on time. His work was fine with it as he spoke with the chief and the chief told him he has already worked almost sixty hours this week and he should not of been planning to come into work anyways. Though, they did appreciate he was scheduled for that day and told him to take the day off. Amni was always over working himself. Which the chief loved yet yelled at him for as he would work himself to ‘death’ they always said. 
Turning off everything in his house before he left Amni grabbed the leather jacket that hung by the door and his car keys as he exited his home and locked the door. Amni walked down the street a little to where he parked his car and pressed the button once he got close. The dark car beeped a few times stating it was unlocked as he got into it. Starting the engine and pulling out of the parking spot. 
It took him about forty-five minutes to get to the mansion of the X-Men and that’s because he drives fast. A little more quickly then he should but he never seemed to care on what speed he went unless somebody said something about it. Amni stepped out of the car shutting it and locking it. Stuffing, the keys right into his jacket pocket as he walked up to the doors of the mansion. Glaring around and not feeling completely welcomed here. Maybe internally this feeling was arising because he denied Professor X’s offer years ago about joining the X-Men or maybe it was because he did not know what was in store for him this time. 
Stepping up, the few steps to the mansion as he knocked on the door not knowing if he should just walk in since he was invited or if he should wait for somebody to answer. Either way he would enter after a few minutes. 
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