poof:

After her conversation with Daniel, Ellie left the living room to go look for one of the boys. Or at least one that could at least give her a better understanding of hockey. 'Cause while the Mighty Ducks movies were good, they weren't really going to help all of that much when it came to her and Daniel's date (she still couldn't believe that she had a date!). A boy's advice on the subject would be very helpful.

Wandering through the boys' dorm, she stopped at Lucas' door. He was nice, and he was a boy, so he should at least know something about sports, right? She sure hoped so, as she knocked on his door.

"Lucas?" she asked, hoping that she wasn't bothering him. "It's Ellie...can I talk to you about something?"

got_the_touch:

So... yeah, okay. They'd still never had time to address the whole dating versus boyfriend/girlfriend issue yet, but Mason was content to let that wait a little longer. He'd never dated before.

But it was Valentine's Day, so the girl gets romance. That's just how it goes. He'd tried calling Dad to get some advice, but Mom had wrestled the phone away from him to stop him talking, and before he could build a new one, told Mason just to be himself. Which didn't help at all. So, he'd set to work on his own.

He'd automatically decided that something handmade was best. Of course he'd cashed in one of the vouchers from Jordie to set up dinner reservations, after some careful prodding in conversation to figure out what kind of food suited Marrina best, but he wanted do something on top of that. Money was money, and could buy very nice things, but he wanted to show the effort himself.

He'd torn apart a greeting card that played music, "Just what I Needed", to extract the audio component, and inserted it into one he made himself. Well, that was after a dozen or so papercuts and a lot of aborted attempts. (He wished he could reconstitute paper products, but his powers still didn't seem to be able to crack the organic/inorganic barrier. Oh well, that's what recycling bins were for.) It was a rather nice, if simple, card (he can't draw), brightly colored with a mosaic heart of various bits of construction paper glued on the front and with a brief note inside.

Marrina,

You are a very sweet, strong, and intelligent member of the team, and much more attractive and awesome than I ever expected anyone willing to go out with me would be.

XOXO
Mason

P.S. I'd like you even if you weren't a princess or a superhero.

He came within a hair of putting in 'Love, Mason', but chickened out just a little. He doesn't want to be too aggressive.

The homemade chocolate had come out well, according to the test pieces he'd sectioned off from the main assortment. Only a few burns, and no major kitchen disasters.

Finally, the 'hard' gift. A metal jewelry box lined with velvet (okay, so he couldn't make the velvet himself, he had to cut up some from a fabric shop). He'd used acid etching to decorate the surface of it, and again came out with only a couple minor burns, and scratches from the edges before he got them smoothed out. Now granted, his mutant powers made handmaking the jewelry box a little less of an undertaking than it would be otherwise, but he was quite pleased with how it came out. Inside the box were a pair of spiral shell earrings he'd plated with metal.

And so, he knocks at Marrina's door at the appointed time, dressed in the nicest jacket he has, arms full of his efforts, hands partially bandaged, and ready to take her out to dinner.

marlow:

Marlow had never celebrated Valentine's Day. She knew about it and why, but it didn't really register. There was extra chocolate around in brightly wrapped foils, and heart shaped cookies available in the kitchen, but given how much the compound residents ate every day the extra goodies didn't last long enough to give her a clue they were for a reason other than the usual one.

She thought the valentine Zoey gave her was lovely and told the little girl so. It was on the mirror in her bedroom along with the Christmas card Zoey had given her. In return, she drew on Zoey's cheek with her fingertip and bit of magic to give her a sparkly red heart that would fade within a few hours.

nextgen_mlf:

They moved quickly and silently, grabbing their intended targets from their beds where they lay sleeping. Virus disabled the security systems while Huntsmen and Hype infiltrated the houses and grabbed the targets.

A note was left in each bed that read:

Kill the registration bill or we kill the kid. You have 24 hours. - MLF

strongbox:

Jordan has helped provide the means for everyone else's Valentine's Day - dinner for Mason and Marrina, private picnic for Mel and Alex, and exclusive dinner reservations for their new leadership couple.

Emily, when she next goes into her room, will find a note taped to her computer instructing her to be ready for a night out, and to dress nice. If she doesn't have anything nice, she's to let him know and arrangements will be made.

cosmic_son:

Having found a pretty good mix of spoiling and privacy, and having a place to get both in abundance, Iason sends an invitation to Eliza to join him in Vegas for the holiday weekend - he can provide the flight, of course. Arrangements have already been made, and they shouldn't even need to leave the room if she doesn't want to.

dream_catcher:

Lucas doesn't have anything by way of money, but he's got other preparations in place. He's once again made arrangements to take the van, and has plenty of food made, including both the oat cakes and some things Danielle should try. And this time, its not just Danielle along as an extra wheel. While the food and park were planned around them, most of the singles from the school with no Valentine's Day plans are invited along for a picnic, including guaranteed nice weather, despite the season, and a scavenger hunt - teams of two only. While he's judging, even he doesn't know where the items are - he's had nature spirits of various sorts hiding them in tricky, but possible to access places all week.

son_of_discord:

Joey took a seat with the rest of the players around the table and looked from left to right.

"The name of the game is poker, ladies and gents. Everyone remember the rules?" Joey asked, looking around at the others.

The young children around him all grinned and nodded. And so they played.

And played...and played...and played.

Later in the evening, when Xavier's was fresh out of Teddy Grahams, Joey is sitting alone at the dining room table, wondering what he's going to do with the rest of the Valentine's weekend. There's probably some trouble in the city to get into, but company would be fun.

tooth_n_claw:

Alex and Mel weren't quite a couple, so Alex had been really unsure of what to do for Valentine's Day. He wanted to get her something because he did appreciate her (not to mention the really big crush he had on her) and had spent quite a bit of time searching for something that she would like, but wasn't too big. Eventually he found the perfect thing for her. He thought about taking her out, but he had to be honest with himself, they were both sort of uncomfortable out in public.

It came in a small box and when it arrived, he added a small bow to it. That along with a box of chocolates were left on her pillow.

After delivering the gift, he passed out on the couch in the rec room. He had been practicing with his human form and it took its toll on him.

anyastark:

Anger seethed under the calm surface of the redhead sitting in a holding cell at Xavier’s Institute, but she didn’t focus on it. There would be time to act upon it later. There would be time for vengeance after she got out of here.

Lady Mandarin looked calm and serene as she sat in a lotus position with her eyes close in the middle of the cell. Her mind was focusing on the nanites going through the computer systems that controlled the door and locks to the cell and the other systems in the building.

She would get out of here and free her lord from his prison. Then they would deliver vengeance upon those responsible for her lord’s capture and rebuild his empire.

She opened her eyes. It was time. The work done on the systems was complete. She was not going to sit in this cell a moment longer. She unfolded her legs and stood up. A deep breath and a simple command. The locks disengaged and she walked out of the cell toward freedom.