PLEASE LOCK

[phantasmagoria.]

Kay sauntered down the hallways of the school, either unknowing or uncaring of how late she was. Given her general attitude, it could have been either.
Needless to say, she did not expect to exit to the courtyard and find a place in which everyone seemed to be in various states of injury, including some Very Frightening Delinquents in rather snazzy matching outfits. Frowning, she yanked her earbuds out and jogged out to the courtyard, looking less concerned than one should be in the situation. One of the attackers was still semiconscious, as evidenced by the way they kept trying to push themselves to their feet, and she moved to deliver a jolt to their chest. It ended up hitting closer to the stomach, but it was still enough to immobilize them, and they dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes.
She winced at the thud. The teen disliked doing something like this to defenseless people-fair fights were one thing, she was in kickboxing and had gotten into fistfights more frequently than most kids her age back when- well, it wasn't important. The point was it felt cheap.
She whistled to get the attention of one of the teachers, waving to show the fallen attacker, and moved to help a guy she thought might have been in her team. Mikey or Michell or...Mikala! Right.
"You alright?" she asked, extending a hand to the curly-haired teen. He didn't seem injured or anything, but you never knew.


R.E was in the kitchen. Or, to be more specific, a broom closet off of the kitchen. A cup of coffee clenched in their gloved hands and clad in the stereotypical loner trenchcoat, they were mostly just trying to avoid social interaction. It wasn't that bad in the closet, and they hadn't been disturbed yet.
Okay, their priorities might have been a little off. Sue them. Nevertheless, they were more than fine with reading in here. Sure, there were some odd noises going out outside (fireworks?), but they wouldn't need to be involved with whatever activity was being planned.

[seadragonCaspian]

Mikala blinked slowly at the hand then took it. He nodded at Kay. It was good to see that one of his teammates were out there as well. “Yeah I’m alright. Just got a little blinded by the fireworks” He tried to give her a reassuring smile. The young man stretched and looked around at everything and everyone around them. “Geeze. What’s with these guys?”

“Im not entirely sure...” Answered Kurt as he continued to round up those the remained. “The security system was on the last time I checked. They must have deactivated it” The blue male looked around them and began to round up the students that had gotten involved. Most were sent off to the Infirmary while others were just sent inside to rest.

Ace entered the mansion and took a deep breath before finding himself a place to sit. He worked on just calming himself for the time being. That was a rather exciting event and he hoped it didn’t happen again anytime soon.

The thirteen year old boy was taken to the Infirmary along with a couple of the students. He was treated gently and with kindness. Further investigation of the boy revealed an eye mark on the back of one hand. Something that seemed common among the attackers

[dark_lava]

Jubilee followed Kurt "I was expecting a welcome party, but not that" she sighed then placed a hand on the blue mutant's shoulder "Its good to see you again."

[seadragonCaspian]

“It’s good to see you too” Was Kurt’s response. He smiled in a friendly manner

[Captain. A. Stark.]

Nova followed Ace with a confused look, and sat down next to him with a huff. "That was... strange. We never expected to be attacked..."

[dark_lava]

"So what has happened while I while I was in sunny California?" Jubilee asked.

[seadragonCaspian]

Ace shook his head lightly. He sighed softly. What if the Institute was no longer safe? What if he had to go home? His father was not a fan of mutants which made Ace extremely nervous.

“We started doing training teams” Answered Kurt. “They haven’t been going on too long. They’re just now getting together”

[Captain. A. Stark.]

"I wonder what they're going to do now. I have nowhere to go if the institute closes... but I have a doubt it would." Nova smiled gently st him.

[Galactatech]

Name| Patrick Anderson
Code Name| Freedom Fighter
Age| 7
Gender| Male
Mutations|

Superhuman Strength: Patrick Anderson is currently capable of smash rocks, tear though most Earth made metals, the exceptions being vibranium, adamantium, titanium, new magnesium alloy and anything else of comprable strength. In addition, he is capable of manhandling above average human enemies and once threw a baseball so hard it left a foot Deep hole in the ground.

Super human speed: Patrick Anderson is no quick silver, though he is able to keep pace with most land vehicles and animals. Patrick boasts comparable speed to someone like Captain America or Black Panther. He's not faster than the human eye can track, however he's not easy to outrun.

Super human Durability: Patrick Anderson is highly durable and resilient, meaning he's not going to tire out quickly, he can shrug off hits that could stagger or incapacitate even Russian Spetsnaz special forces, operatives famed for resilience in battle and their ability to tank hits in hand to hand combat, however, he is not unstoppable, as fighters who's strength is equal to or greater than his can still wreck him.

Superhuman Agility: Patrick Anderson is an athletic and agile individual with quick reflexes and response time. Patrick is able to dodge non automatic and semi-automatic gun fire.

Flight: Patrick is capable of unassisted flight, however his current top speed is 50 MPH

Superhuman senses: Patrick has heightened senses, his eyesight being comparable to a bird of prey, his hearing comparable to a cat, and his sense of smell comparable to a dog. However this is also a double-edged sword, as this can be exploited by overwhelming his senses.

Due to the circumstances that led his powers manifesting in a prepubescent \, Patrick theoretically could develop more powers similar to his Aunt.

Appearance| Patrick Anderson is a young Caucasian boy with forest green eyes, naturally curly brown hair, a straight nose and cleft chin. Patrick is the average height and weight for his age, and aside from boasting a higher than average athletic build for his age, he's a typical looking boy.

Sexuality| none, he's 7.

Further Information| Businessman Nathaniel and Starlet Rachel Anderson had a seemingly idealistic life. Their successful careers made them Wealthy, they had a wonderful marriage, only one thing was missing, a child to raise and pass on their values. That changed with the birth of their son, Patrick.

Patrick's first few years were normal, however, on his sixth birthday, He was injured in a care crash, necessitating an emergency blood transfusion. Unfortunately, Only his Aunt, Carol Danvers was a positive match. She gave Patrick some of her blood and he made a full recovery. Shortly afterwards, Patrick's powers emerged. Rather than shun him, his parents continued loving him. His status as a Mutant motivating Nathaniel to run for the United States Senate. His platform, protecting the rights of law abiding citizens who happened to be mutants, citing that there was no reason to shun mutants when non-mutant super heroes had similar abilities. upon arriving, Patrick will be assigned to team 2. Likely in the event of him developing energy based powers.

Personality| Patrick is a cheerful, outgoing and kind hearted boy. Naive to the complexity of the world, Patrick sees things simply as good or bad, there's no in-between. Patrick's Favorite Avenger is his Aunt Carol, AKA Miss Marvel/ Captain Marvel.



Player| Galactatech

[dark_lava]

"Oh I see, that's why the professor asked me to come back" Jubilee said as it made sense to her now.