*facepalm* Posting in the right community this time...
Hello, my pretties! Amanda here and as it would appear, I am very much a pushover. You are also a bunch of enablers. Ahem.

Everyone say hi to Mr. Peter Paul Winston Wisdom (whew), former MI-6 agent, former Black Air operative, and now that random old British guy lurking around the school. No, not Xavier (*ducks*); the one that smells like stale cigarettes and like he's soaked in scotch for days.

As of this very moment, he's still brand new to the school and mostly just taking up air until someone formally offers him a job. Eventually, he will be teaching (QUIT LAUGHING)...geography. His credentials? Uh. Well. He's traveled a lot? Mostly to spy on and/or kill people, but y'know. Details. As for power training, he'll be helping out with physical stuff, primarily hand-to-hand combat (think Bear Grylls, minus the crazy MacGuyver escape stuff).

I'm putting this up now just to let you know that The Man has arrived, but he isn't officially at the school yet. I'm probably properly going to introduce him tonight, in which event I would like someone to play Xavier, and/or some of the other teachers on staff. Inquire within!


Pete's dad was a detective for Scotland Yard and Pete grew up fascinated with detective work and piecing together puzzles, so he enlisted with MI-6 as soon as he graduated high school. He was very good at what he did -- domestic terrorist threats, basically, kind of like a Homeland Security deal, and usually with a mutant-oritented flair -- and within a decade he'd risen high enough in the ranks to draw the attention of Black Air, an elite intelligence agency that essentially did the dirty work no one else wanted to touch. And he was good at it.

Time went on, though, and he started to question why he was working for a bunch of bigoted douchebags and why he was recruited to spy on, betray, and often kill people he had no quarrels with. Finally, he couldn't stomach the thought of murdering (either by his own hands or by delivering information about) supposed national "threats," most of which were mutants. He told Black Air to suck it and that he wanted to retire, which they agreed to -- just as long as he accompanied them on one last mission to aid the North American Weapon X program. Well, whatever. If that was his ticket out, he figured he could deal with one more crappy assignment. Only problem was that what he'd been told would be a simple in-and-out job to steal some kind of supercomputer turned out to be a violent raid on a school full of teenagers, and Pete wasn't down with that. So, using his time wisely, he went about quietly gathering any information about WX that he could find, but he was kind of stuck; he couldn't turn it into his superiors, and WX, as a government-run program, probably wasn't going to be so easy to take down. But Pete's good at getting revenge, too, and he thought the best way to bring WX -- and, eventually, Black Air -- down was to hand over every single thing he'd learned about them directly to the people they had attacked.

Once the raid was botched, Black Air tried to tell Pete he was staying for the duration, but he basically threw a bitch fit and finally wrangled his official retirement from them (because a guy's gotta have beer money a pension, right?). He laid low for a couple months, knowing that he couldn't go straight to Xavier with his intel without everyone putting two and two together and identifying him as the mole. Now seems like as good a time as any to come forward, so he's making the trip to New York (after a lengthy stay at Atlantic City, where he gambled away an entire month's pension) to tell Xavier what he knows. Where he'll end up after that is anyone's guess.




-- Pete/Jono mentor times! 'Nuff said. :P

-- So many gorgeous women in this place...he's kind of like the older (and yet only slightly more mature) version of Remy in that respect. Don't be surprised if he hits on your character. He usually doesn't even realize he's doing it, but he can charm the pants off you in a hurry if you let him. Just fyi.

-- He definitely needs to go out drinking with Sean sometime. They can swap cop stories. Pete even promises not to make too much fun of Sean's sheep-shagging ways. He respects Irish culture, yo. Sheep-shagging is just a way of life there. The Welsh, though, those are just some sick bastards. ANYWAY.
----Along that line, I've also got this hilarious/tragic/stupid idea that Pete would get along quite well with Terry. Hot chick who can keep up with him while drinking? Hells to the yeah. I'd love to see him make some kind of passing remark about her to Sean before he knows they're father/daughter, just to see Sean's feathers get ruffled and make him fly into daddy mode. Hee.

-- Anything! Really! Ideas? Hit me up!