Re: Xavier's School: Jean and Wanda
"Suuuuure." Jean laughed lightly, and then went to go stand in front of the closet door. "Seeing as how we're now the owners of these rooms, it seems to me everything in here is ours." An over-exaggerated fling of her hands and the closet doors parted like the red sea without a touch. She gasped and her eyes lit up, clapping her hands playfully while she skipped into the closet, a woman that had found a precious treasure. She emerged with her prize, one lone wooden hanger held high above her head, "Like these hangers!"
The hissing gave Jean pause, worry weaving through her green eyes when she looked at Wanda. "What is it?" This time when she asked there was more force behind the words and less friendly concern.