Ha Ha, DC comics? Sarah frowned. Most of the X-students enjoyed comic books. Maybe he was just sick of her humour. Most read DC, Image or Darkhorse. Nobody in the school read Marvel anymore, particularly since the X-Men series was cancelled due to the protestors outside the company's doors.. The Marvel company had begun drawing the stories of real life heroes like the Avengers but the general public simply didn't like how Marvel portrayed the X-Men and mutants in general as either misunderstood heroes or victims. They wanted their mutants to be villains, like they were in real life. Hah! Real life, how little they knew.

She was about to comment on the conversation when a tall, lanky young man stepped into the kitchen carrying a black coffee cup with the X-Men logo on it a quarter way full of water. . He'd come in from the porch it seemed, and his pale face beneath his auburn hair was dripping wet as was his shirt, a shirt depicting the autobot symbol. She'd heard about them too, supposedly a race of robots that hid amongst the people of Earth by disguising themselves as cars. Hah! That was bloody unlikely. Alien robots from another world? The conspiracy was that the New World Order created the television show to cover up any sightings of the robots.

"Excuse me," the six foot youth said as he pressed his way through the assembled throng, "Pardon me."

Then he came face to face with Sarah and just stopped dead in his tracks. Sarah loved that effect she had on boys, how they just stopped and stared even when they knew to expect her. Sebastian, for that was this youth's name, often stammered when he tried to speak to her as well. It was so cute. She highly suspected that, despite his attractive appearance, that he was still a virgin. He was training to be an X-Man far too hard to be anything else. The boy ran a marathon each day, lifted weights, trained constantly and never stopped studying. The boy was going to burn himself out at this rate. She would have so much fun curing him of that particular affliction and he'd be better from it to boot.

"Uh... Hi Dar...Sarah," he said meekly, and Sarah wondered what he was thinking, "Just need to... uh.... refill my cup."

Sarah couldn't resist playing with the poor idiot.

"Are you sure?" she asked, "There's orange juice and other stuff in there. You should check out those [I]*jugs*[/i]."

With the last she put her slender arms beneath her bosom and gave it additional support as she leaned over the counter

"I uh... It's not for drinking..." he said, trying to find the words, his hazel eyes trying to look in every direction but at Sarah, "it's for practice. I... uh... I gotta go. Babyface needs his diaper changed and you know how cranky he gets."

Sarah chuckled mirthfully as the boy flushed crimson and turned about. She delighted in tormenting him. He really was too sensitive for his own good. How did one hit eighteen years of age, or however old he was, and still be so shy and naïve? He quickly skirted back in the direction he came from, eager to get away from Sarah as fast as he could. 

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[OOC: Yes, there is a Marvel Comics company in the Marvel universe. They're a middling struggling company that bases their stories on the real heroes of Earth 616 and they apparently get it wrong more often then they get it right. There was an X-Men comic as well but it was cancelled for the reasons I mentioned above ]