Mutant High Issue 1: The house that Xavier Built


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Miranda frowned and gave a look of mock disgust as she saw a staff member walk past the group. "How dare you suggest such a vile thing? Future X-men must act as role models to the mutant community.." As soon as the staff member was out of earshot she added in, "... and its too bad we're not X-men! " She grinned maliciously.

She leaned forward, "If you guys also want to add insult to injury, I'm pretty sure I could actually make him wet himself, or flip out more then he normally would if I tug on his life-force hard enough.."
 
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"I can get a hold of however much water there is around," Calypso replies. "Which is usually more than people think, if I scrounge a bit. Drinking glasses, ice, dew, water in the ground after sprinklers, faucets... How big a room did you have in mind?"
 

Alchemists head cocked briefly to one side, a grin blossoming on his lips. "Anyone who cares enough about me to gossip knows its a habit of mine. Still, appologies" He chuckled straightening a little, his clothing rippling again, dark silk running down his arms now, one button loose, showing a chain about his neck with a single beat up little ring hanging from it.

"I was a fan after." He said simply, raising a hand to forstall her comments however, he continued. "And while I fully realized that I am a sexist, chauvinistic pig, I must say that is is much easier to appriciate the acting of a beautiful woman, when said beautiful woman is not spending much of her onscreen time lamenting the fact that she is not pretty." He paused, silent and almost solumn for a moment before breaking out into another grin. "And you look quite astonishing in beach clothing."

Stifling laugher he looked to the group, his head shaking slowly. "Since most people know me by the mutant name, I suppose I'll bring it up. Nicolas Asher... Alchemist for obvious reasons."

He was silent then for long moments, somewhat out of sorts with him as he listened to the discourse, finally piping up to add his two cents. "Far be it from me to ruin the fun? But isn't the conspiricy of six mutants to torment one messed up young man by exploiting his greatest fear a bit much?" He let that hang in the air for just a few moments before chuckling. "If you actually need water to manipulate thats not difficult for me. Sprinkler system goes through the whole building, indoor plumbing etc. I can easily reroute the line to spray wherever we feel like with as much pressure as we feel like. And repair the inevitable water damage... unless you can?" He looked to Calypso.
 

Calypso shakes her head and looks away for a moment. Why were they even asking? With Alchemist around, her powers were pretty secondary. There wasn't much she could do with water he couldn't, was there? Was it a complicated joke at her expense?

"No. I can dry things out by taking the water out...but you're right. Six on one's not a prank. It's...kind of pathetic. He can't be that bad."

In truth, she'd never really met Pyro. Now she was a little curious about all the rumors of his supposed 'badness.'

"Besides, you can probably do stuff with water even I can't...like turn stuff into water or whatever," she echoes her doubts to Nicolas. "I pretty much just move it around." Well, that wasn't really true either. "Sort of."

God, make up your mind! she screamed at herself mentally. You sound like an idiot!
 

"Heh, don't worry about being overshadowed by me, my power over liquid really isn't solidified all that well." Such an admission would send color briefly to Alchemist's cheeks, head turning, glancing about, as if embarassed to be heard.

"My power is transformation, I take one substance and alter it into another." He started, hoping that by explination he could ease that worry. "My potential in the feild is unlimited... or so the professer tells me, Eventually I'd be able to turn lead into gold, air into adamentium, hense the name Alchemist."

He paused, scractching the back of his head, once again looking chagrined. "Unfortunately right now its limited by my perception. When I came into the power I could only affect things I was touching with my hands. Eventually, after about a year I learned to draw a 'line of effect' between me and something that I wanted to transmute. Basically I transmute a tiny bit of everything along that line, then change my target."

"That stuff is easy. I have a sort of... well I call it composition sense." He looks to his shirt. "Silk. A base fiber found commonly from silk worms. Triangular fibres, high elasticity, Strongest natural fibre currently discovered... I could go down to the chemical composition if I wanted to bore you. The problem is that the more abstract something gets, the more difficult of a time I have grasping it."

"Just recently I figured out liquids. I can freeze them since I know thats just removal of energy, or boil them since its just heat. I can seperate them from other substances, pull wine out of carpet, but the same amount of effort could have me topple the west wing of the school." He chuckled at that. "I just have to work with what I have. Rather than move the water in the pipes which is hard, I move the pipes."

He looked to David. "If you want someone to actually change stuff into water for you, David is your man though. Much better choice."
 

She smiled at Nicolas. "You certainly know how to flatter a girl, that's for sure." She grinned. "I do appreciate your honesty considering that many guys who recognize me would have just flat out lied and said they were a fan 'ever since the show started' without realizing I did not join the cast until the second season." She chuckled. "If I had any brownie point's to hand out, I'm pretty sure you earned one."


She frowned after hearing both of Nicolas's and Astrid's objections. "We don't all have to prank him, some of us could act as decoys and spies and or as 'the proverbial bait'. After all, what use of pranking someone if you get caught in the process?" She grinned at Xi'an and Wi-fi. "I've wanted to find a way to get back at Pyro's and his friends ever since Gremlin figured out how to activate my 'ghost form' so that only my clothes would vanish.."
 
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"Call it a learned talent. People give me a lot of flack for being flirtatious." He cast a brief, scathing glance at both David and Wi-fi. "But when you get down to it, It makes women at ease around me.. You're not blushing anymore after all. And honestly, who doesn't like a compliment once in a while."

He listened intently to Miranda, shoulders rising and falling in a shrug, that he did not in fact have a counter arguement. Then all at once he straightened, eyes growing shockingly wide. "The fiend! We must punish them all soundly and at once for the travesty." He broke out into a brief grin, his tone obviously not all there before adding in a more normal voice. "You know... its not just my cloths I can alter... if you want to get back at Gremlin."

[sblock=Wi-fi]Reading his surface thoughts at any point after gremlin's pranks would provide equal amounts of lewd images, profanity at his absence during the break, actual anger at such a vulgar prank and the phrase, "Calm blue ocean, calm blue ocean, Go away Wi-fi, Calm blue ocean."[/sblock]
 

Wi-Fi looks at Nicolas and unsuccessfully hides a guffaw.

"Hey, if any of you want to back out, its no sweat off my back. I just thought it would be a lot more interesting than laying the douche-bag and his cronies out on the floor in the hall."

He thinks for sec and adds, "...after all, we don't want anyone to actually get hurt or to actually get into any big trouble. While the Professor might tolerate parlor tricks every now and then, I'm sure he'd come down hard if someone's life was put in danger... even if its scum like Pyro."
 

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