Forsythe "Um teach, how much can these supports hold?"
It was quite a good question that Nate had asked Kurt. It wasn't exactly a straight answer that Kurt could give the boy, especially one who had five hundred pounds condensed into one growing child. Since the school had been rebuild for maximum mutant safety, even the theater could take quite the punch. Kurt could only take a guess though, and that it could not be able to hold Nate's weight. regardless of if he could or not, if he helped Nate get up there, and he fell, Nate would be crashing down at least twenty feet into the ground below, surely breaking the floor and finding himself in whatever rooms lay below them.
"I vud not recommend going up there, Nate." Kurt shook his head. However, Jacob made use of his powers with silk spinning to put two books together. Getting Shawn up onto the ceiling and keeping him there would not be hard at all. If everyone was in on the plan, they could begin work right away.
"Nate, instead, take ze door zere," He pointed to a door against the left wall near the stage with his tail. "and take ze passage underneath ze stage. Can you still bend light out here, from in zere?" It'd be the perfect place to hide. Now, all he needed was the help of one more student. "Heidi." He called out. "Could you be kind enough to see what our chances of pulling zis off vud actually be? Teleporting sleeping Shawn and Jacob, Jacob sticking Shawn while he's still asleep, waking him with Nate's lights, and our Colossus Peter scaring him into believing that he is far in ze futur?" There were a lot of parts to this, and while Shawn was not the brightest spark, he was quite smart when he absolutely needed to be. He was smart, but only when his own laziness wouldn't override it.
"Rosemary?" Booker asked aloud while looking through the gardens. He still couldn't find her, and the period was a little past half over. If she kept up like this, she'd never get in her required therapy sessions, and Xavier might never allow her to venture far without help.
It was quite a good question that Nate had asked Kurt. It wasn't exactly a straight answer that Kurt could give the boy, especially one who had five hundred pounds condensed into one growing child. Since the school had been rebuild for maximum mutant safety, even the theater could take quite the punch. Kurt could only take a guess though, and that it could not be able to hold Nate's weight. regardless of if he could or not, if he helped Nate get up there, and he fell, Nate would be crashing down at least twenty feet into the ground below, surely breaking the floor and finding himself in whatever rooms lay below them.
"I vud not recommend going up there, Nate." Kurt shook his head. However, Jacob made use of his powers with silk spinning to put two books together. Getting Shawn up onto the ceiling and keeping him there would not be hard at all. If everyone was in on the plan, they could begin work right away.
"Nate, instead, take ze door zere," He pointed to a door against the left wall near the stage with his tail. "and take ze passage underneath ze stage. Can you still bend light out here, from in zere?" It'd be the perfect place to hide. Now, all he needed was the help of one more student. "Heidi." He called out. "Could you be kind enough to see what our chances of pulling zis off vud actually be? Teleporting sleeping Shawn and Jacob, Jacob sticking Shawn while he's still asleep, waking him with Nate's lights, and our Colossus Peter scaring him into believing that he is far in ze futur?" There were a lot of parts to this, and while Shawn was not the brightest spark, he was quite smart when he absolutely needed to be. He was smart, but only when his own laziness wouldn't override it.
"Rosemary?" Booker asked aloud while looking through the gardens. He still couldn't find her, and the period was a little past half over. If she kept up like this, she'd never get in her required therapy sessions, and Xavier might never allow her to venture far without help.
