Sabrina adjusted her Ray Bans, specially crafted for the extreme UV protection her clouded retinas required, as she walked into the X-Men Academy. Home sweet home, she thought to herself, bitterly, shaking her head. The summer break had been a nice reprieve from the stress shared by being a substitute teacher and a field operative. Sometimes, she'd rather take on whatever rogue mutant had lost their way as opposed to the immaturity of adolescents-- mostly because she was immature, too, but wasn't allowed to laugh.

The main lobby of the grand academy was crowded with students, darkish masses that vaguely resembled humanoid silhouettes forming in her mind. Sabrina weaved her way through the crowd, offering a curt "excuse me" as she shoved aside younger mutants. Her sensitive hearing picked up something about an assembly. Ah, the same assembly they had to have every year. Sabrina's shoulders shook with a large sigh; she figured she may as well release her angst now as opposed to later. The monotony of Storm's speech was already playing in her mind like an overused cassette. Of course she'd lament about the tragedies of being a mutant, but also the gifts they'd been bestowed with; she'd insist that they use their powers for purely the greater good indefinitely, and the importance of refusing to veer from the right, the [I]inarguably[/I] right path, because what else were they to do with their otherwise meaningless lives? 

And then she'd throw in some shit about the classes or curriculum or schedules for the slackers who hadn't coordinated their stay at the X-Men Academy. Well, Storm was gifted with an eloquence that Sabrina just didn't seem to grasp. She carried a reverence about herself that, though Sabrina didn't necessarily always respect, was definitely prevalent, and she signed her paychecks with that hand, so she tried her hardest to correct her usually flippant attitude around the headmaster.

Sabrina finally made her way to the auditorium where Storm began drudging her way through the traditional opening speech. Sabrina took it upon herself to [i]rest her eyes[/i] for a bit. After all, being at the X-Men Academy for so long, When she mentioned something about a meet-and-greet, Sabrina snapped back to attention. [b]"Huh? Meet and greet? Do I get paid for that?"[/b] She grumbled, adjusting the glasses that had nearly fallen off her face during her secretive nap. The perky redhead, also one of Sabrina's fellow professors, Stephanie, asked if something was off about Storm. [b]"I didn't notice anything,"[/b] Sabrina shrugged, tapping on her sunglasses with a "what can you do?" kind of expression, blaming her ignorance on her blindness as she followed Stephanie to the main hall. She probably knew where to go, right?