Neither of the groups would find it difficult to locate Alchemist's dorm room. While notoriously private when it came to his room, a few questions or the guidence of Kitty allowed them to find it rather promptly.
The door was a contradiction in and of itself, posted with all manner of signs ranging from 'Keep out' and 'Construction Zone' to 'Beware of Biohazard', it lay half open, soft humming echoing from inside.
The room itself was just as much a paradox as the doorway. One half was a monsterous workshop to match the warning signs of the door. Tools were strewn everywhere upon a small desk, circut boards and raw materials strewn everywhere, along with a handful of 'completed' devices that one could only imagine the purpose of. Though none of that dwarfed the mechanical man, a full, six foot tall suit of armor, some bastardized half breed of a Stark Enterprises guardsman suit and a tiny sentinal.
Yet mere feet from that cluttered workspace lay a teenager's room, albiet a meticulously clean one. All the usual were present, the massive overpriced stereo system, the singles bed, a handful of posters dotting the walls including one for 'Heart Break High.' It was even so typically cliche that a careful observer might note the corner pages of a stack of 'magazines' tucked carefully behind the bed.
Alchemist himself was busy standing before his dresser, squinting into the mirror. While it might seem absurd, almost arrogant to be so worried about his appearance so shortly after the 'big fight' the flash of light off the scissors in his hand would call attention to his hair or the lack there of. Most of his once long wavy hair lay at his feet now, his head shaking as he focused into the mirror, priming his now close cropped, spiked hair, oblivious to his 'guests.'
[Sblock=ooc]The above assumes that Xi'an and Miranda/kitty/pyro/astrid/Phase arrive at roughly the same time. If not I'll edit the everliving hell out of it ^_^[/sblock]
