politicalfire (politicalfire) wrote,
@ 2011-10-22 23:50:00

Out of the frying pan...
She'd be tempted to take the few hundred dollars she'd been given and run. Very tempted. In this modern age - she could of been anywhere on the planet by the time anyone had figured out she wasn't where she was supposed to be. But both Dr. McTaggart and Professor Xavier thought it was important to show they trusted her - that given the oppertunity, Natalie Kelly would do the "obviously right thing" and walk off the plane from Scotland, get in a cab, and get her little pyro-butt to Westchester.

Five years. For five years she'd been stuck on that damn island. Five years in a room that she couldn't burn down. Packed off as her father's dirty little political secret that'd destroy his entire platform to "get help". Coulda been worse...there were wispers about some of the hellholes that mutant kids got sent to. Dr. McTaggart *had* been kind to her...and hell, if Xavier could actually help her control this thing...and her anger...maybe she could actually have a real life somewhere without worrying she'd burn down the house in her sleep. She just hoped this Charles Xavier had *excellent* home owners insurance...or a bedroom with an awsome fire supressant system.

So Natalie got off the plane and hailed a cab for Westchester. Out of the frying pan, into the fire...but then again...that's just where she liked it best.

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	quadrimanial 2011-10-23 03:23 am UTC (link)
	When the cab pulled up to Xavier's, Sylvie got right on the intercom to the gates. "Hi. You the new prospective student the Doc called about?" (Reply to this)(Thread)

	politicalfire 2011-10-23 03:25 am UTC (link)
	"I guess..." She didn't sound to excited over that. "I mean...I'm expceted. Natalie Kelly." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quadrimanial 2011-10-23 03:39 am UTC (link)
	The gates open. "Come on in. I'll meet you at the front door." Sylvie will be at said door in her wheelchair when Natalie gets there. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	politicalfire 2011-10-23 03:44 am UTC (link)
	She eyed the huge gates that opened as the cab rolled forward and paid him his money before getting out with a single suitcase looking around before heading to the front door and knocked, looking behind her again as the cab drive pulled away, giving her a little pang of panick. In for a penny... (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quadrimanial 2011-10-23 03:46 am UTC (link)
	"Hi. I'm Sylvie McCoy. Come on in." The turned her wheelchair, with utterly no comment over the fact that there are no legs sticking out from under her skirt, to head further into the house. "Uncle Scott and the Professor area bit busy right now, but one of them'll be able to see you soon. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	politicalfire 2011-10-23 03:48 am UTC (link)
	She eyed the wheelchair but had the common curtesy not to make a comment - it meant she was in a good mood, she wasn't usually so polite. "Those gates..are they to keep things out..or keep things in?" It was a fair question, in places like these. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quadrimanial 2011-10-23 03:49 am UTC (link)
	"Mostly for keeping things out. Also, they look cool." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	politicalfire 2011-10-23 03:52 am UTC (link)
	"And goodness knows appearances are important..." She sounded bitter about that as she followed the wheelchair. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quadrimanial 2011-10-23 03:57 am UTC (link)
	"... Remind me to introduce you to my cousin Fred at the next available opportunity," Sylvie says cheerily. "You hungry?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	politicalfire 2011-10-23 03:58 am UTC (link)
	"No...thank you." She added that as an afterthought. No need to burn to many bridges on the first day... "How many people live here..?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quadrimanial 2011-10-23 04:01 am UTC (link)
	"Probably a few dozen, counting faculty and all." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	politicalfire 2011-10-23 04:05 am UTC (link)
	That was a lot of people...a lot of lives at stake... "What do you do..? I mean your powers..." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quadrimanial 2011-10-23 04:06 am UTC (link)
	"My bones don't break easily, and I don't get dizzy." Sylvie smiles, and hoists her skirt up. "The rest, I was born with." Under her skirt, wearing specially tailored pink tights, were another set of arms instead of legs. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	politicalfire 2011-10-23 04:10 am UTC (link)
	She took a startled step backwards when Sylvia yanked up her skirt...before her eyes widened and she had to step closer to look. "That's...." She shook her head. If Sylvie only knew what it took for her to not ask something seriously inappropriate and very possibly offensive.. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quadrimanial 2011-10-23 04:11 am UTC (link)
	If Nat only knew how many times Sylvie'd heard it all before. She dropped the skirt back down with her ever chipper smile. "So yeah, at manifestation-time, it was just the bone thing and the never getting dizzy again thing. What about you?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	politicalfire 2011-10-23 04:14 am UTC (link)
	"I.....burn things. Pyrokenetic. I should probably have a room with a fire extinguisher..." She blinked a few times, shocked into dropping the attitude. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quadrimanial 2011-10-23 04:18 am UTC (link)
	"Fire extinguisher, outward ventilation, and we'll get out the spare nonflammable bedsheets we used when the Drakes bring little Rufus over." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	politicalfire 2011-10-23 04:21 am UTC (link)
	"...You've handled this sort of thing before..?" Of course they had. Moira had told her they had..but still..It was hard to believe that anyone had ever been in her shoes. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quadrimanial 2011-10-23 04:22 am UTC (link)
	"Sure. Rufus. Jeb Guthrie before him. Pyrokinesis is a perfectly normal mutation, and it usually needs a lot of precautions." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	politicalfire 2011-10-23 04:27 am UTC (link)
	"Normal". She was "normal"?? She...had always been so desperate to be normal...and now it left a bad taste in her mouth..how fickle. "That's good...I guess?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	quadrimanial 2011-10-23 05:46 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah. You don't need to worry; we're totally equipped for it." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	politicalfire 2011-10-23 06:01 am UTC (link)
	She actually believed her..and for the first time felt a small measure of...relief. "Well....good. Thanks, I think...? I'll do what I can to not be a problem." (Reply to this)(Parent)

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