Headmasters: Emma and Sean (![]() ![]() @ 2008-03-10 14:00:00 |
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OPEN TO ALL
Today, Building One officially became The Xavier Building and Building Two had become The MacTaggert Building. Sean had always said that the buildings should be named, but there had always been some sort of crises that had to be dealt with, and in the end, giving the buildings names had been at the very bottom of everyone's to do list.
When the decision had been made to name the buildings, Emma decided that simply putting a plaque on the front of each wouldn't be enough. There had to be an official ceremony.
The ceremony had been complete with speeches, and also complete with the requirement that Sean Cassidy wear a very uncomfortable suit (Emma insisted).
Emma, donned in a white formal pants suit that gave way to the cleavage she still insisted she have, had given the speech about why they were renaming the buildings, and than talked about Xavier, his dream, and carrying that dream on. Sean thought there might have been something a tad … funny about Emma giving that speech. The woman had been a thorn in Xavier's side for long enough, although in the end she had come around, or around-ish at least to Xavier's way of thinking.
Then, he had to give the speech about Moira. That hadn't been the easiest thing he had ever had to do. He tried not to let too many memories cloud his thoughts. It was time to think of the future.
Now, of course was the mingling time. Time to make nice with the students, the faculty, the teams and any visiting parents and friends. As soon as Emma was out of sight, Sean was going to go and change out of this suit. Some of the students, he was observing, looked like they felt the same way, as the dress code for today had been 'formal' (again, Emma's insisting). Standing in the ballroom of the main building - still no name for this building, (Sean had sarcastically commented earlier that they didn't have a shortage of names of the deceased to name things after, but he had said it quietly and more to himself than anyone else), he sipped his punch, and tried to smile.