Rooms

[Xavier's Mansion]
I'm ordering pizza for tonight. What does everyone want?

[Storm]
Would it be possible to get more fighting training?

[Ra's]
Still out there?

[Helen M & Bruce B]
How's it going?

[Dick G]
How're the legs? Does your brother still hate the idea of me?

[Erik L]
How are you?

[Mary's script is long and flowing, written steadily in professional Tudor era handwriting. It reads more of a journal entry than anything else, as the idea of speaking to someone is still not really something that she's keen on doing. However, she is lonely, so she is reaching out here.]

It is strange, to be in this place where there are no others. At first I thought it had to be sorcery that caused their disappearances. I do not know what I was thinking. No sorcery that I have heard of could have caused such a thing. I know differently, now.

Sir Wagner? Are you still present? Does anyone here know of the kind Sir Wagner? I'm...[here, she pauses, and the time between writing is significant enough to notice the pause] I would like to visit another world. I believe it is necessary, important to do so.

I cannot stay here alone forever, after all, can I not?

Who: Kurt and Claire!
What: The two are making breakfasty things!
Where: X-Mansion kitchen
When: The morning (forward dated by like, twelve hours)
Status: Complete
Rating: Low

( Breakfast was the most important meal of the day! )

[Kurt W]
Hey...could you do me a favor? I'm going to another door to meet up with a doctor who'll be doing an MRI...would you go with me?

[Dick G & Bruce B]
When did you want to do this?

[Helen M]
I'm ready for the MRI. When can I come?

[A very belated post on Mary's part. She doesn't like the idea of body switching and deems it close to witchcraft. She's spent the better part of the last week in the Catholic church, but now feels the need to reach out to understand more of what had happened. Plus, there's the addition of a book written in the English tongue. What was this? She'd read a page or two, deciding promptly that the book was akin to madness.]

I would like to understand this. I do not know how I came by this book that, to my knowledge, was never approved by my father to be published. And how is it that...the letters on the page appear different? I don't understand. They are not handwritten as most literature is for us, unless this person has very strange handwriting.

How is it possible that someone else could have taken...my body? What sorcery is this? I think...Sir Wagner, are you still present after all of this?

Who: Mary Tudor and Kurt Wagner
Where: The Hotel, between worlds for now
When: Backdated just a tad (last weekendish)
What: Mary's tired of being alone in her world so she meets someone new
Warnings: nothing I can think of....

( When God brings two strangers together.... )

Hello, everyone.

I am still quite not as used to this as I should be by now.

Is...there any world where I may come to visit, to be with the Lord? I fear in this world, where it is just I and the whore (if she may still be around), that I would like a place to pray.

Does anyone have such a place?

[Pretend this was up last night. Sleep happened first lol]

[Kurt was glad that the mansion had been found. Not only that but he was glad that it was being used for its intended purpose. A safe place for those with mutations/abilities/whatever it was you wanted to call it. He knew how fearful people could be, how they would never understand things they couldn't see and such. So once it was decided it was okay for them to come over, Kurt went to Claire, a smile on his blue face.]

Are you ready fraulein? [Teleporting would get them there faster even if his range was limited. It would save them on cab fare and from anyone trying to track them. Recent events in his life had made him a bit paranoid after all.]

My name is Kurt Wagner. Maybe some of you have heard of me from my days in the circus as the Incredible Nightcrawler. But I am currently looking for the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters in Westchester, NY.

[ETA: Locked to Claire B]
I have found the mansion and we've been invited to stay there if you wish to go.

[...Thought. With much concentration and mental volume. Over and over for about 30 minutes around lunch time. (Open to any mind-readers out there!)]
This is Captain America. I'm looking for the man who can hear this.

[Locked to Kurt W]
Sir? Did you find any of your friends?

What the heck was that?!

[Public, as Jessica D]

I'm not sure if it's good or bad that even alternate universes end up with the Avengers fighting off aliens. Or maybe just a resounding sigh and "typical."

Are there any other mutants or X-Men about? This is Kurt Wagner.

[Set during this]

Okay....last I checked, I wasn't in New York. And I wasn't in a New York where everyone's insane and is claiming that aliens just attacked the city. Hiro? Peter?

Mein Gott...Was ist das?