Nɪᴄᴋ Gᴀɴᴛ.
03 February 2015 @ 08:22 am
I know there's been a lot of weird shit going down lately, but all my brain keeps coming up with is how I'd kill for a cigarette.

Okay, "kill" might be an exaggeration. Kinda feel like I'm dying though. I don't know if I've gotten a reputation as a guy who'll take off his shirt and fight for shit or not, but that's something I'd do for a cigarette. Just light it up and put it between my lips if i get ko'd.

Basically, the point of this is if anyone finds a carton in their locker and wants to work out a deal or play for them or something, come see me. I used to be able to make a pack do me a month if I really stretched it. Now I bet I could make one last me the rest of my time on this thing. Everyone's got something like that, right?

Also, ramen. Shrimp or chicken. If you're gonna dream, dream big.


[Hey, for him, smokes and instant noodles are dreaming big.]
 
 
charles xavier.
03 February 2015 @ 11:54 am
The next jump will be coming up soon enough. For those not aware, powers widely unknown to us occasionally distribute items into our lockers. Sometimes they are items from home, other times they are strange or frightening.

Infrequently, they will be body parts, organic matter, or biological material such as blood stains and so on. If you happen to be in possession of any such thing from past jumps or obtain something like it in the next or future jumps, I'd appreciate very much if you could bring it to the science department for analysis, as I'd like to try to investigate where these samples come from and why we're being given them. Any items turned in will be returned to you.

Or destroyed on request.

On a more general note, for those that don't already know, my name is Professor Xavier, with the Xenobiology and Genetics department.

If you have anything else you'd like to bring to our attention, such as if you're having difficulties with your magical/supernatural/superhuman powers, require investigation and therapies relating to any nonhuman characteristics you have, or have recently let loose a fear monster of unknown potential to wreck havoc on the passenger population, you may lodge a request here to petition for assistance. Our door is always open.
 
 
Cullen Rutherford
03 February 2015 @ 02:38 pm
Right.

[The feed is muffled for a moment, as if he's covering the input with his fingers. He is. It takes Cullen a few moments of shuffling around before he's got the communication device where it needs to be and the sound starts coming through a little clearer.]

My name is Cullen. I'm rather new around here. Before the, uh. Before this, I was the commander of a small army- prior to that, I served as a templar for over a decade. [A pause. Different worlds, different military factions, so it warrants a short explanation.] -the Templar Order is... it's like a holy order tasked with protecting others from the harmful effects of magic.

[Well, actually... ugh, close enough, also not really the point of this message. Moving on.]

Anyway, I've spent the past few weeks here familiarizing myself with the situation that everyone is in and in light of recent events, I'd like to offer my help. I'm not sure how the chain of command works here, but if I can be of assistance, then I'd be happy to.

[He moves to shut the feed off, but then as an afterthought-]

-also, can someone tell me where the training grounds are? If you have that sort of thing here? I feel like I've been wandering around in circles.