Thread: Stormvalley High: The beginnings of Earths Mightiest Heroes (Vash x SinsMeow)

Storm sat alone, watching the students, listening to the professor as he rattled on about the rules and regulations of the school. Despite the fact that she knew this was all a farce to cover her, and people like her, she couldn't help but pay attention. It was all so well done, and convincing. She took a few notes, the things she figured were worth remembering. Quiet hours, locations, the usual. She had been to school before so she understood the drill. By the sound of the noisy kids, they did as well. She watched Tony Stark, the richest man around flaunt and show off his ability. She rolled her eyes in a subtle fashion,. He was special, or at least he was smart. She admitted to herself, but he wasn't like her or other like her. He was made special by his father and his money. She, she had been born special. How well would his Iron Man suit work in a lightning storm? He wasn't the most special thing here, although neither was she. Finally, the lecture hall let out and she stretched, wandering out of the room with the rest of the students, milling about in the main court yard for a moment. She watched as student went this way and that, and she couldn't help but wonder if any of them were the other SHIELD recruits. She was curious to get to know the other people who they had managed to gather. What other unique abilities were hidden here, waiting for their use. It was the only reason this was all happening, this school business. She felt a bit suspicious about the whole affair, but figured who would be able to stop her if she wanted to leave, the thing was, they wound't be able to. With a last glance around, she ajusted the satched on her back and set out into the streets,wandering aimlessly and just taking in her surroundings. She tossed the hood of her sweatshirt over her silvery hair, not wanting any of the usual side ways glances. She felt that when people did that, they just knew what she was. She felt out of place as it was already, surrounded by the carefree students and innocent kids. Without paying much attention, she entered an ice cream shop, her mind still buzzing with unanswerable questions about SHIELD and her kind. She ordered a small cone as an excuse to sit in the corner and there she sat, feeling as if the entirity of the school was entering, or in the shop. She felt almost jealous of their minor cares. They didn't have to worry about the judgement that came with being a mutant. She saw Tony Stark enter the little shop as well, peering at him from behind the cone. Him, he had everything. Money, power, status. Plenty of people loved the Starks and the Iron Man suit, and she couldn't help but feel a bitterness rise in her throat. Still, she knew it wasn't him personally who had wronged her, yet it still seemed so unfair... Wolverine grinned sarcastically as Clint asked about Fury. She held up her middle claw, before letting it slide back into her hand, grimacing ever so slightly. What gave me away? She asked, glancing back as the preppy boy fled, a satisfied feeling rising as she saw the wet travel down his pants, his whimpering suddenly not so tough now. She finally turned to really look at Clint, peering at him with an eyebrow raised. I'm going to assume you're one of Fury's pets as well. She mused, pulling a thin cigar from behind her ear, igniting the brown stick with a black lighter. As for if he got me to come here, more like made me. She growled, eyes narrowed. I have no desire to play his little games, like a good lab rat. She leaned against the wall, still peering at him with her sharp gaze. Let me guess though, you're the quiet deadly kind? Let them think you're a weakling then take em down when they arn't looking? She figured if he was with fury, he had to be more special than he looked. Felicia jumped slightly as the boy addressed her. Usually no one ever hear her when she was following them. She wasn't called a cat burgalar for nothing. She narrowed her eyes to try and size the boy up for a moment, then grinned plesantly, walking forward quickly to get even with him. Oh! Sorry for following you! I'm prone to getting lost, and you seemed like you know where you were going! She held out a hand, her eyes flashing plesantly, or if you looked closely, dangerously. My names Felicia, what's yours? She figured getting to know some people wouldn't hurt. Farce or not, some friends would come in handy. Especially seeing as plenty of these people seemed like the rich family type. This particular one however seemed like one of the smart kind, and she felt a bit nervous talking to him. So, what are you doing at Stormvalley? She continued asking, making sure to keep her eyes on all the others milling around. It was always a good idea to know who would be around...