Thread: X-Men: Training Day (BWA x Sana)

For eight of her nineteen years shed been at Professor Xs school and that was the way Hannah liked it. When shed started to show her powers right after puberty hit shed been labeled a freak, someone different but here at the school everyone had some kind of difference and it made her feel like she belonged. That sense of belonging was all Hanna had now, her family had died in a car crash only a year after she had come to the school. It felt odd at the time, but the pain and loss felt detached like it happened to someone else, after all her family was here at the school now. Shaking her head to break free of her reminiscence Hannah heard Professor McCoy tell them that their chemistry lecture was over. With her thoughts and mild remembrances disturbed Hannah grabbed her bags, shoving her books and homework assignment into the pack before heading out into the grassy Quad between the buildings. Everyone seemed to be talking about the new mutant who had been brought to the school, apparently he had some kind of talent with electricity or gas, something like that. Not really caring at that point Hannah decided to head off towards her dorm and the meetings between the RAs and the Dorm Head for her building, most people probably would have been aghast at the way the students practically ran their own accommodations inside the dorms, but they housed students from the age of five or six up to the students who usually would be at University studying up to postgraduates. Most of those older students usually ended up either working at the school or to protect it and the humans. Sitting through the meeting for the next hour she fought to pay attention when suddenly she was told that the new boy was her responsibility. Groaning at the fact that he was on her floor and down her hall in the dorm building Hannah decided that shed need to talk to the new boy soon, lay out some ground rules and get him settled in with as few incidents as possible. With that in mind she gathered her things yet again and left the room, as soon as she stepped outside she saw several students laughing at someone in the buildings communal kitchen, and even saw one of the students flick a ball of ice at whoever had caused the commotion inside. Looking around she realized that there were none of the other RAs or the Dorm Head and it was up to her to sort out the problem. Storming her way over to the mob she tried to see over, around and through people as her 411 height gave her trouble. Her tiny nature had been problematic before but her skills with her powers had earned her a reputation to be feared. When one of the older boys in the group laughing at the exchange between the mutants in the kitchen saw her standing there he immediately made way. Hannah admitted her image did seem a little frightening her black elbow length gloves covering her hands, a tight fitting black and purple shirt, the sleeves billowing out and coming down to the middle of her forearms, a pair of tight black fatigue pants, black leather coat slung on her arm and shiny black boots that came almost up to her knees with big silvery colored buckles on them and the purple and shiny silver streaks in her naturally black hair offset against her lightly tanned face and storm grey eyes only added to the effect. Making sure that she never came into skin contact or eye contact with anyone Hannah worked her way through the crown which now had begun to part before her. Stepping into the kitchen she dropped her bag and her coat down on top of it, and put her fists onto her hips. What the heck is going on in here? There was ice on the floor, the microwave looked like Logan had come back and put a cherry bomb in it and static electricity was crackling through the air.