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...I'm sorry, ok? I don't enjoy taking the time to properly format my posts. I'd rather spend the time thinking of what to put in the posts, and what to leave out. The first version of that was like four times as long, and was a lot more complicated.
Charles nods, "One week? That won't be so bad. Now, along with your powers, you're going to forget the martial art that you've been creating." Just as he had with Connor, Charles motions Kijani closer and places his hands on her head. He closes his eyes for about thirty seconds as he puts the mental blocks up, then opens them and laughs, "I'm sorry Kijani, but I need you to tell Connor something. Once your punishment period is up, you'll have to return to me in order to have the restrictions removed. Have a lovely day, Ms. Ryane."
Batman finished reading the letter a dozen times and sighs deeply, "I can't let her know about this." He expertly reseals the letter and places it in a safe behind his desk, then leaves the Academy to attend the funeral of Commissioner Gordon.
John finds his way to Professor X, and after a short lecture about finding self control, has the restrictions placed on him. Finally, he casually strolls to Rankin's class.
Ben, alone once again after the fight, makes his way to Power Development and sits in the back.
Anthony passed Mr. Wayne while on the way to class, and smiles as Bruce leaves the Academy. "Finally! I was beginning to think he never left!" He peeks into the Academy's main office, and is surprised to see that Ms. Gordon was also missing. "Well that's odd. Is there a party I don't know about?" He walks through the main office and pauses just outside of Batman's office, savoring the fact that he was sneaking into the place where all the decisions were made. Not only was this the office where Batman made the decisions about the Academy, but it was also where he met with some of the other most important men and women of the metahuman community. Anthony sits on a chair and unclasps a few hardly noticeable latches on his dress shoes, and slid a thin layer off the bottom. Inside the hollow, hidden compartments of his shoes, Anthony pulls out a device that appears to be a pen, a bag of graphite powder, a small brush, and a very pale, lifelike, collapsible model of a human hand. With his tools in hand, Anthony enters Batman's office, secure in the fact that there wouldn't be any security cameras. After all, why take the risk that someone would be able to hack into the video feed, and see the private meetings? Anthony sets his tools on Batman's desk and scans the room for a moment, wondering how much he could take without it being missed. He opens the bag of graphite powders and sprinkles some over the white keys of Bruce's computer, then gently uses the brush to move any excess powder onto the desk. Anthony uses his phone to take a picture of the fingerprints that appear on the keyboard, which his phone then analyzes to determine which prints belong to Bruce's right hand. He plugs the phone into the model of a hand, whose surface comes alive as it mimics both Bruce's fingerprints and approximate skin tone. Anthony places the hand on the security scanner of Bruce's safe, which whirs for a moment before popping open. To prevent himself from forgetting to cover his tracks, Anthony presses the top of the pen-like device, which turns out to be a miniature vacuum. He methodically sucks up all trace of the graphite powder, then returns all of his tools to their place in his shoes. Anthony pulls a pair of gloves out of his pocket and slips them on before leafing through the documents contained within the safe. He snaps pictures of the ones he finds useful, and is about to close the safe when he sees an envelope addressed to Phoebe. Spotting an opportunity to gain some favor, he sticks it in his pocket before closing the safe and leaving the office. From start to finish, the "heist" took but five minutes. Anthony takes off his gloves as he hurriedly makes his way to Mimic's class.
Batman finished reading the letter a dozen times and sighs deeply, "I can't let her know about this." He expertly reseals the letter and places it in a safe behind his desk, then leaves the Academy to attend the funeral of Commissioner Gordon.
John finds his way to Professor X, and after a short lecture about finding self control, has the restrictions placed on him. Finally, he casually strolls to Rankin's class.
Ben, alone once again after the fight, makes his way to Power Development and sits in the back.
Anthony passed Mr. Wayne while on the way to class, and smiles as Bruce leaves the Academy. "Finally! I was beginning to think he never left!" He peeks into the Academy's main office, and is surprised to see that Ms. Gordon was also missing. "Well that's odd. Is there a party I don't know about?" He walks through the main office and pauses just outside of Batman's office, savoring the fact that he was sneaking into the place where all the decisions were made. Not only was this the office where Batman made the decisions about the Academy, but it was also where he met with some of the other most important men and women of the metahuman community. Anthony sits on a chair and unclasps a few hardly noticeable latches on his dress shoes, and slid a thin layer off the bottom. Inside the hollow, hidden compartments of his shoes, Anthony pulls out a device that appears to be a pen, a bag of graphite powder, a small brush, and a very pale, lifelike, collapsible model of a human hand. With his tools in hand, Anthony enters Batman's office, secure in the fact that there wouldn't be any security cameras. After all, why take the risk that someone would be able to hack into the video feed, and see the private meetings? Anthony sets his tools on Batman's desk and scans the room for a moment, wondering how much he could take without it being missed. He opens the bag of graphite powders and sprinkles some over the white keys of Bruce's computer, then gently uses the brush to move any excess powder onto the desk. Anthony uses his phone to take a picture of the fingerprints that appear on the keyboard, which his phone then analyzes to determine which prints belong to Bruce's right hand. He plugs the phone into the model of a hand, whose surface comes alive as it mimics both Bruce's fingerprints and approximate skin tone. Anthony places the hand on the security scanner of Bruce's safe, which whirs for a moment before popping open. To prevent himself from forgetting to cover his tracks, Anthony presses the top of the pen-like device, which turns out to be a miniature vacuum. He methodically sucks up all trace of the graphite powder, then returns all of his tools to their place in his shoes. Anthony pulls a pair of gloves out of his pocket and slips them on before leafing through the documents contained within the safe. He snaps pictures of the ones he finds useful, and is about to close the safe when he sees an envelope addressed to Phoebe. Spotting an opportunity to gain some favor, he sticks it in his pocket before closing the safe and leaving the office. From start to finish, the "heist" took but five minutes. Anthony takes off his gloves as he hurriedly makes his way to Mimic's class.
Klyix, are you online? I have something I need you to do.
The PA system announces, "Next class begins in five minutes." (It's Mimic's class)
Bruce Wayne nods, "I agree fully. Do me a favor though, over the next two weeks keep the clawing and biting to a minimum. He's not going to be able to heal instantaneously. Head on over to Power Development class, it'll start in," he glances at his watch then continues, "ten minutes." Once Austin and John leave the office, Bruce pulls out a crisp, white envelope from a desk drawer. It is addressed to Phoebe in a handwriting that is all too familiar to Bruce, so he carefully and masterfully opens it without ripping or damaging the paper. He pulls out the letter within and begins reading.
John grins at Austin, "See what happens when you let me do the talking? You didn't get punished at all, and Connor only got two days! The stuck up bitch got what she deserved, anyway."
Xavier motions Connor to come closer to him, and says, "Until your punishment is up, you'll have forgotten everything you know about hand-to-hand combat, engineering, and your armor." He places his hands on the top of Connor's head and closes his eyes for a moment. When he opens them, he says, "There, I'm done. I let you retain your knowledge of chemistry, because it's not something you use to fight. Kijani, how long am I restricting you for?"
John grins at Austin, "See what happens when you let me do the talking? You didn't get punished at all, and Connor only got two days! The stuck up bitch got what she deserved, anyway."
Xavier motions Connor to come closer to him, and says, "Until your punishment is up, you'll have forgotten everything you know about hand-to-hand combat, engineering, and your armor." He places his hands on the top of Connor's head and closes his eyes for a moment. When he opens them, he says, "There, I'm done. I let you retain your knowledge of chemistry, because it's not something you use to fight. Kijani, how long am I restricting you for?"
Sorry, hold on.
I'm slightly busy around the house, so for now my posts are going to be short.
Charles Xavier chuckles slightly and says, "So I've heard. A little schoolhouse bawl, was it? What ever the case may be, how long did Mr. Wayne say your punishment was to last?"
The two new characters are accepted. I'm taking a ton of tests today, so I'll be gone most of the day. As usual, Dioxide and Klyix are in charge.
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