((sure why not? It would make the moment so much cuter. ^_^ ))

Zeelith smiled as Kurt sat next to her and she then looked up into his eyes with happiness. "I want Chris to see this... And Sue to see this..." she whispered softly and then looked around again in awe. This was a dream come true, and even though she didn't like it, she knew she would thank Xavier heavily after she got her son and their things in here. Knowing she didn't have to worry about a house was amazing, though in the back of her head she still couldn't believe her father was... That man.... "Could we go see them and bring them here? Or is that too many people to teleport?" she asked softly with curiosity. If it was they could always take a bus or something.

(No worries. . .)

Quiese bobbed his head in understanding, "I know this is the type of thing on a need to know basis only. With us being friends, I would think you guys would want me to know is all." He was even tempered now and his voice level and calm. "Is there some reason Remy didn't want to tell me? I know I appear blind and all but I'm still a mutant, you know this. I want to help you guys, and both of you should have known that by now. . ." The sentiment was from the heart, and was spoken by a person who sincerely felt the desire to stand by his friends.

After explaining his powers and that he could see just fine, he braced his arm for the sudden hit it received shortly after he finished. She was as shocked as he expected but he didn't know why, Four. Does it really surprise you that much? Being that he was a mutant he had powers just like anyone else. "Emma I know exactly how you look in essence, I just don't have the luxury of seeing color on anyone except mutants, who each give off distinct aura's but I can still tell who everyone is." He got quiet as a few students walked past and once they were out of hearing range he spoke gently and probably would've blushed a bit if he weren't so dark skinned, "You're a beautiful woman, I would've been able to see that blind or not, and Remy is a rough looking guy but he's a good one. Dante is a demon but even I can tell he's not a bad person." Sight is the least of my worries. It's getting people not to feel sorry for me and understand me that's troublesome.

The blind youth wasn't sure how she would take that but figured it best to leave things at that and decided it was time for a subject change. One last thing I failed to mention. My eyes are exceptionally sensative to sunlight, substancially shortening the time that I can use my spectral form. So essentially I work better at night. Now, moving back to the topic at hand, how may I be of service to the rebels? Grinning slightly he rephrased his question, Or more accurately, what can I do for you and Remy?

When things were all said and done, Quiese cared little for the rebellion or its cause. His loyalties came from him simply being the type of man who wanted to be there for those he cared about. He had lost loved one's before, and was powerless to do anything about it. That was no longer the case. . . I have a gift, and I intend to exercise it for the benefit of those I care for. As long as Emma and Remy fought. So would he. Plain and simple.

"I can do it," Kurt said quietly, his smile growing. He hadn't teleported that many people in a while, and the last time he'd tried he was nearly sick. . . . Without further thought on the subject, he pressed a hand to Zeelith's shoulder and teleported to Sue's house. "Help me find them, yes?" The mutant laughed, his eyes full of joy. It was good to see Zeelith so happy.
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Looking from her four upheld fingers to Quiese's "blind" eyes, Emma shook her head in disbelief. "I suppose we should have expected it. Why, you aren't blind at all!" She kept her voice down, but the outburst was still full of surprise. When he began to describe them, the blonde tilted her head and felt a blush spread over her features. "That's incredible."
She was still staring at Quiese when he moved on to mention his sensitivity to sunlight. 'I'll keep that in mind.' She then smiled a bit. 'What can you do for us? Quiese, you're amazing. I don't know what to do with such a powerful piece to the puzzle!' It was true. She herself was at a loss. Though she could read minds, she couldn't pick up on Xavier or most of the Elite.

'We should think about this. I know you are an invaluable piece to this.' Her blue eyes darted to a spot across the courtyard as she thought.

((Oh, goodness. Es can't think of anything! Do you have any ideas as to where he would fit in nicely? :sweat: *scurries off to finish some work*))

Zeelith was surprised at how much better Kurt's ability to teleport them was. Since the first time till now, it was much more smooth, and it didn't even give her a twinge of sickness anymore. He was getting stronger, and she could tell. Looking around to find them back at Sue's place she happily walked threw to the kitchen to find them finishing up washing the dishes. "Moma!" Chris said happily hearing them walk in and jumped down from his stool he was standing on so he could reach over the counter to dry off the dishes. He ran over and hugged her tightly, clinging to her dress. "Hey Chris..." Zeelith cooed happily and knelt and looked into Chris's face, happily cupping his cheeks. "Moma had got ansurprise for you and Grandma Sue." she said and his red eyes and face lit up with excitement. "Really?! But isn't it you're birthday moma?" he asked curiously making Zeelith laugh. "It was a surprise for me, now I want to share it with you." she said lovingly and he nodded and took her hand. "Okay let's go Grandma!" Chris said happily and Zeelith shook her head. "Chris grab your suitcase." she said and the little boy ran off. "Zeelith, did you fix the apartment already?" Sue asked as she walked over to Kurt and Zeelith. "Better." Zeelith said and the old woman smiled and shook her head. "I guess I shall have to be surprised too then." she said and Zeelith nodded. Chris then came back lugging his suitcase that was nearly bigger then him and grinned at Kurt. "Are you gonna teleport us Kurt?" he asked excitedly. The excitement on his face was priceless.

Nilla was so excited that Xaveir had given her a task to do. It was better than him saying nothing at all. Besides, it might help with her people skills. Not to sound weird or anything, but she would do anything for Xavier. Thats how much he meant to her. A place to live for being a spy. It seemed like a good trade off. It wasnt like she could actually do anything other than be a good student, to the best of her abilities that is, and a person who ate his food and lived in his house. She was too young for anything besides schooling. The one thing she was old enough to understand the different reasons for the way she felt about the man sitting in front of her. He was doing everything possible to make her stay the best it could be. In her eyes, he was her father and always would be. He explained exactly what he wanted her to do. She took it as a must, like any obedient child. "Yes, Sir. I can do that." She said excitedly as she almost jolted from her seat, but remained calm. "Thank you so much professor," She said as she slowly got up just so that she was standing. "Is there anything else that you would like me to do?"

(Hope this is ok. Kinda sounds weird to me, but i was trying to make it pretty long for you)

(*Blinks* Wow...........I have no idea what to do now......Hi Daeman! Welcome to the family :))

(HAHAHA Thank you.)

(Have him spy on Dante for trust reasons?)

"Thanks, but its simply the gifts I was born with, nothing special." He felt a bit unworthy of her awe so he attempted to downplay it naturally. And as she noted his sensitivity to sunlight he gave a nod of approval and appreciation, although he suspected there would come a time when he would have to fight during the day but hopefully he would be ready by then. He certainly wasn't right now. Hearing Emma call him amazing made him feel a little nervous, the praise was more than he deserved. After all she hadn't even seen him in action yet. Emma, I'm no more special than any average man. I'm not a hero, nor do I go for the heroic type thing. I'm simply a friend looking to protect the few people special to him. He opened his silvery crystal grey eyes towards the end of the sentence so that she could tell he was sincere, but they closed again after a few long moments. Those seconds were painful but as long as they got his message across it was a small sacrifice to make.

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Tyrod walked ahead of Jin as the two exited from the school. Using his powers the older mutant reached out trying to locate their fellow Elite, and to his surprise, Dante wasn't far. Opening his eyes he grinned crookedly and then looked back at his new brother giving the nod to follow. Jin knew that this wasn't a good sign but he would do whatever he had to, so that this conflict got resolved. He hadn't wanted it to come to bloodshed, but he suspected it would. He could already tell that things were done with a show of force around here even after only being here for barely less than twenty four hours.

After a walking at a brisk pace for a minute or so, their target was within sight. He looked like he had something on his mind, as if he were bothered, "Dante!" The strong prince-like voice of Tyrod's reached out with a dark undertone. The raven haired male kept a foot or so back from his elder sibling knowing that things could get rather destructive quickly. When they finally caught up, Jin was a good five feet behind his brunette partner. He didn't know where things were going to go down, but if they erupted right here, there was no way he would get caught in the crossfire. "It seems you've been caught my little devil," the older male said with a narrowed intense look in his eye. "Before I kill you, tell me. . . Why'd you do it?" Please say something to piss me off.

If nothing else, it was easy to tell when Tyrod was serious and on edge. Jin had no idea how strong Dante was but he had seen how terrifying his brother could be when he was simply irritated. Something told him that this would be a dangerous fight to get involved in. Luckily there weren't any students out here right now thanks to class because this was about to get bad.

(What is Kyrelian doing?)

((:rofl: We should have waited for Kiona . . . gah, I was thinking of it! Really, I was! I had stopped posting too late, though. . . .

*stares blankly at the computer screen* Es needs some rest. *flops over and dies* I'll have to post later, my friends. *begins a slow, agonizing trip to bed* I have a lot to do this week . . . and weekend. I will post ASAP. *dies* :drool:))

((don't die esmme!))

(DONT DIE ESMME!!! WE WUV'S YOU!!! :heart:)

Kainmin shrugs. "She should've known better; you don't attack someone you know nothing about. It's a general rule of survival." She finally turned her pale gaze to look at him, curiosity evident on her face, if not through feeling. "Do I scare you?" She knew better then to ask that but it just came out of her, a recurring question from her past. But she didn't back out of the question. She actually wanted to know this time. Even though she was sure she already knew what he was going to say. The icy prison she had built squeezed tighter around her emotions as she mentally prepared for the verbal thrashing.

Kyreian knew instantly. She could feel it, the same as Dante and she was gone from her class instantly, dismissing them early. Her eyes were already changing and her skin pale as snow.
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Her voice spoke a chilling tone. It was right in Jin's ear, as the boy had not known she was there. When she had to, she was as silent and swift as any creature living. A gloved hand had closed around the boy's upper arm as she spoke, a steel grip that was near impossible to undo. Her other hand was not covered, a pale thing with black veins running up into her short sleeve. It was poised near the boys face, a single finger almost touching his skin. Her black eyes were looking directly at Tyrod, her face a mask of nothing. "I would suggest that we keep this civil. Tyrod, Dante has done nothing wrong. Whoever has told you otherwise is a liar." She lowered the deadly hand from the boys face but her grip on his arm.

(...I hope that was okay...I realize it's kinda not letting Jin do much about her grabbing him but he is younger Elite and that is something that Kyreian can do...if not, I can fix it without a problem :) )

(Nah, its totally fine. If I had a problem with it you would know, believe me lol. I'll post a reply after Esmme has a chance, so that the scene isn't broken ^_^ )

(Sounds like plan :) I'm glad your okay with...I really couldn't think of much else >.<)

(Well I love conflict so this is the perfect opportunity to test some things out here. It was a good post ^_^ and it gave me a few ideas so bravo! ;) )

(Yay! That's what good role players are supposed to do, let others play off of them XD I just hope we dont' lose XD Though I think that Kyreian and Dante can kick Tyrod and Jin's butts...just cuz they're older XD
I'm glad I could give you ideas :) I just hope it's an even fight :P I can't wait to see what happens!)

(True true. Now as far as this fight being fair and all. . . This fight can only be fair if Tyrod wishes it to be. He could beat both Dante and Kyrelian by himself if he wanted. Jin's fairly weak, on the other hand. He just discovered his powers even though he is somewhat naturally talented. :P Either way it goes the fight will be entertaining to say the least. If it escalates to that for sure. Alot of this is dependant upon what Es does. So we'll have to wait and see. . . *suspense*)

(yup!)

((*stares* I have most of my threads in motion once again. This one needs a big, fat reply. *thinks hard* :drool: It's coming to me, I promise! I'm getting there!))

((you can do it esmme?))

Seeing Chris moving around with a suitcase that was big enough to fit him inside, Kurt reached out to pull it closer to him. "I am," the mutant said, his teeth stark against his dark skin. Kurt's hood was down, his yellow eyes darting about as he watched the others finish gathering things. Tail flicking against Chris playfully, the blue-skinned youth laughed. What an odd group they were! Red, white, and blue. Together they were quite the patriotic bunch.

With a chuckle, Kurt reached out to place a hand on Chris' bright hair. He then waited patiently for Sue and Zeelith to step close. "Hold on tight," he said, accent thick as he concentrated. Already the room about them seemed to darken and fade. He was their portal: their guide and pathway through the dimension between homes.

They arrived moments later. Kurt stubbornly kept his smile on his face, but he felt his insides lurch. Black clawed at the corners of his vision, and for a moment he was thinking he'd pass out. No air made its way into his lungs until Chris moved away from him in excitement. With a slow blink and swallow, Kurt took a shaky step after the child. "Everyone . . . alright, yes?" Breathless, he realized that Chris wasn't suffering from any affects from teleportation. In fact, it seemed to be only him. Despite the feeling of sickness, Kurt knew that he'd improved. This time it was only himself.
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"That is all I want, Nilla." Xavier watched the girl's ears perk happily without an expression. Instead he lifted a clawed hand and waved her off lightly. "You will be transferred by tomorrow's classes." The headmaster's red eyes filled with a strange expression before he returned to the letter before him. "Nilla." He stopped the girl with her name, a sudden chill chasing her to the door. "Don't forget what you're doing in return for your placement."

((Almost didn't see that post there. This is what happens when Esmme has to read so much. :headdesk: Bad, Es! I should have replied earlier. . . .))
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Quiese's silvery gaze made her blink slowly. 'Then I'm honored to be a friend who calls for such protection.' The blonde turned her eyes to the courtyard for a while before leaning back against the table. "Cover up. I don't want you straining yourself." The words held an equal share of playfulness and care. Perhaps I place too much faith in him too soon.

Emma's smile returned, and her voice echoed within Quiese's mind once more. 'You've been recruited, but would you mind playing the initiation game?' Her blue eyes narrowed a bit. 'It's your first mission.' Heck with Remy. She chose to have this blind male on their side, whether the rogue agreed with it or not. 'I think you should keep an eye on our friendly Elite friends. Dante and Kyreian have shown an interest in this whole Rebel thing, and I can't shake them.'

Letting out a long breath, she nudged Quiese's arm lightly before giving one of his locks of hair a gentle tug. 'Would you mind a bit of spying?'
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Hearing his name made Dante tense. It was Tyrod's dark voice that made his visage flicker slightly. With a hiss barely kept off of his lips, the silver-haired male turned to face his "brother." "Don't call me that!" he growled, wings and horns darkening the space where they should have been. His silver eyes swiftly darkened to red, and his fangs became far more obvious. Just hearing the words made his instincts rise. Dante heard the condescending longing in Tyrod's voice. He wanted a fight. If that was what he wanted, then Dante had no issues dealing his own blows.
He glanced to Jin with his teeth grit. "Why did I do it?" he repeated quietly, forcing himself to calm down a bit. "I'm not sure what you mean." Had someone tipped them off? Or, as always, did Xavier already know about their joining the Rebels?

Just as things were beginning to heat up, a familiar voice slid through the atmosphere. Dante's eyes flickered with recognition as Kyreian caught Jinesis in a grip. "What have you been told, brother?" Despite his "friendly" words, the male's hand lingered on the hilt over one shoulder and his appearance constantly flickered between his disguise and true form. "What have your ears heard?"
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"Do I scare you?"
Eric hesitated for a moment. From where he sat beside Kainmin, he looked down at his knee. "Well. . . ." Gray eyes meeting hers, he felt her emotions slide away more thoroughly. He hated it more than anything. "Yes." The word seemed to fill the silence like a bright light in the middle of the evening. The blond shifted a bit, reaching out to touch his fingers to Kain's shoulder. "But only when you do that." To clarify, he frowned and started talking. "You hide. I can't feel you like the others." With a partial shrug, he continued. "And when you shift, all I feel is rage and fear. It's . . . dangerous."

Yet he didn't back away. Instead, he let his hand drop. Staring out over the water, Eric shook his head. "I'm not frightened off easily."

((And with that, I flop over and read my own post. WHEW!! :drool: Haha, sorry about that delay, my friends. I didn't mean for it to be so lengthy!))

Quiese 'looked' at the woman and smiled. He had successfully convinced her to let him help. "I'll be fine, but I appreciate the concern," he answered back. As the atmosphere shifted more to a business feel, the blind mutant rested his head on the back of his hands. Listening to her mission request almost made the youth open his eyes again in concern. They were trusting Elite's to help them at this stage of things? Yeah, I can do that. Who would you prefer me to watch closest?

Being only one man made it difficult for him to watch them both at once but if could be done if he touched them and left a spirit trace on them. The only problem with that is it would only tell him where they had been and where they were. He couldn't see what they were doing, which might bring up questions. The one you want me to watch closest I will follow personally. The other one I'll simply touch, which will allow me to see where they've been. It's not much to go on, I know, but its better than not knowing anything. Does that work for you? He awaited Emma's reply eagerly.

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Dante's tone and defensive stance told the story. It was true. "Nevermind. I should've expected you were going to play dumb, so lets not waste anymore time or breath. I promise both of them will be in less than short supply when I get done with you." Looking down at his wrists he smiled. Lets test his power first. It had been a while since he received the bracelets and up to this day no one had forced him to take them off. The gravity mutant wondered if Dante even knew the real reason behind him wearing them. Shrugging off the thought, he looked back at Kyrelian with a deadly gaze and grinned. You can't save him. Then whipping his head back around Tyrod threw his right hand forward almost savagely, sending Dante soaring backwards as he proceeded to close the lengthy gap now between them.

As he raced off the tall lanky brunette called back, "Do what you will with Jin, Kyrelian, if he can't defend himself then he doesn't deserve the title of Elite!"

The young mutant's eyes grew large as he heard the words, knowing full well what that meant. Instinctively, he grabbed his captor by the wrist and kicked a leg back while using her body weight to propel her over his shoulder. He flipped her cleanly and took a few steps back now that he was out of her grasp. Nervously he announced, "I'm sorry, I really don't want to do this!" He knew his plea would not reach her ears with Dante being in trouble but it was as sincere as he could manage.

He suspected that this wasn't a battle he could win, if he took the offensive so that left him little choice. Concentrating as best he could, he rallied the leaves from nearby trees and formed a wall around him. He planned to use this wall as a double edged sword to hold her off. She had more experience than him overall which didn't help with his nerves but he was ready.

Zeelith hugged Kurt softly and thanked him gently before pulling away. Chris's and Sue's eyes were huge seeing the outside of the house. "Zeelith?" the old woman whispered and Zeelith grinned taking Chris's suitcase. Walking to the front door she took the key and with a click she opened the door. "Welcome to our new home..." the white and black mutant said and Chris whooped for joy and ran into the house, looking at everything, his eyes growing bigger with everything he saw. Laughing happily as he jumped onto the couch and flopped down laughing. Zeelith grinned and then scooped him into her arms and lovingly kissed him on the nose. "Moma, did we win the lottery?" he asked curiously, making her laugh and shake her head. "No.... Moma found grandpa, and he gave this house to us..." she whispered, and Chris only seemed to get happier. "Can Grandpa be here for my birthday?!" he asked happily and Zeelith smiled though her stomach tightened. "Maybe baby.... He's a hard working man." she whispered and then Chris looked over at Kurt. "Youre gonna stay here too?" he asked hopefully. He really liked Kurt as a friend, and because he did he believed that good things were happening to him and his mother because the other blue mutant was with them.

A mental laugh followed Quiese's words. 'Work for me? That's amazing.' Emma nodded once, and then fell into a bout of thinking before responding to her friend's question. 'Kyreian. I think you should watch her closely. She's the one who suggested this whole thing.' Dante might have been more outwardly feral, but the "leader" in the scenario had been the woman.

Slowly standing, Emma sighed. "I have to talk with Remy. He needs to know you’re . . . sane.” It was an ongoing joke between the two Rebels. There were sane people that stood against Xavier, and the rest were crazy. After all, only insane people could side with the headmaster.
Emma smiled at Quiese, still unsure how to react to someone who was blind . . . yet seeing. "I think I should do it alone. I'll see you around, then." Hesitantly touching a few more dreads, the blonde laughed at herself. She was always wanting to mess with Quiese's hair . . . it was almost an unhealthy obsession. "I'll see you after classes. I'd like to talk with you about this whole thing a bit more."
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Dante felt the force of a train ram into him. The suddenness of it made him grunt, but it didn't send him flying as intended. He braced one shoulder against the force as a red energy seemed to spring up to protect him from the worst of the blow. The mutant felt his feet slide back a few feet despite his attempt to stay rooted in one spot. Dante snarled, his true form melding into place. Forget trying to look human.
His blade was drawn by the time Tyrod got close. "Do you really intend to jump through all of Xavier's hoops?" Dante's wings snapped, keeping him a few feet from his brother. Putting power behind his swing, his blade cut through Tyrod's path. The red energy it trailed was sluggish and bright, as though his anger was tangible momentarily. He had never truly fought Tyrod before . . . but they'd see the result soon enough.

He had no time to think of what Kyreian was going through, though the thought that she was dealing with Jinesis stayed in the back of his mind constantly.
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"Stay here?" Kurt shook his head, sitting on the couch beside the two with a deep sigh. "Oy, I already have a home." Scruffing Chris' hair, he looked to Zeelith. "I'll visit, yes?" The sickness steadily waned, and when it disappeared Kurt found himself wondering what it would have been like to be in Chris' shoes as a child. Instead of hiding away from humanity alone, what would it have been like to have family? His yellow eyes lit upon Zeelith for a few moments longer than usual before he turned his attention back to the red boy.
"You'll have to take care of this house now, no?" Serious, he met the child's eyes. "Your mother is counting on you to help her keep the place clean and nice." His tail flicked around to poke Chris in the stomach. "I know she trusts you, Chris." He loved this family more than anyone he'd ever met. This was the first time he'd ever found acceptance . . . and perhaps a family of his own.

Chris giggled and laughed as Chris poked him with his tail. Nodding the little mutant looked up at his mommy and smiled sheepishly. "I'll pick up my toys better..." he said and Zeelith smiled and kissed his cheek. "Do you want to see your room honey?" he asked softly and then set him down. "Down the hall... On the left." she said and then took Kurt's hand slowly. She looked into her eyes and then kissed his hand. "Thank you... You've been wonderful in helping me andmy family." she breathed happily and then walked with him, laughing hearing a squeal of excitement.