Tommy ϟ Simone

   “It’s a bit weird to join a school for the powered and strange and then be so concerned about someone seeing what you can do.” came Leitis’ reply as the door shut behind her, not bothering to act ashamed or apologetic, as she wasn’t exactly keen to those emotions to begin with.

   She even went so far as to shuffle past him, bringing a hand up and pulling a safety pin out of her jacket pocket to prick her finger and begin to manipulate the blood, writing in cursive through the air with a very thin stream: 𝓌𝑒'𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓌𝑒𝒾𝓇𝒹 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒.

   “I’m Leitis, who the fuck are you?” It might not be charming, but at least she bothered to introduce herself at all.

Tommy nodded his head in agreement, feeling a little embarrassed that he’d tried to hide. “That’s true. I’m just not used to being open with mine, I always had to keep it hidden.”

Tommy cringed when she stuck herself with the needle, and he felt kind of scared when the girl wrote with the blood that had squeezed out of her finger. At the rather brash introduction, his eyebrows raised. “Woah, uh... I’m Tommy.”

Jubilation wasn’t expecting anyone up there on the roof.  Generally, she found herself alone whenever she had her little practice sessions.

“Oh!  Sorry, didn’t know this spot was already taken,” she chuckled.  “I was just going to blow up some stuff,” she laughed.  “But I can leave you be if you’re here for alone time.”  If he did want to be alone, Jubilation was going to need to find another place to practice.

Tommy returned the smile he’d received and shrugged. “It’s cool. I was just letting off some steam myself.” He gestured to the cloud that was slowly dissipating and let out a small laugh.

“Although, maybe blowing stuff up isn’t a good idea. I just got here, I’d hate to be expelled.”

Jackie stood in the doorway, her yellow reptilian eyes narrowing ever so slightly as they glowed in the darkness. They flicked up to the sky where she could have sworn she had seen flickers of light and colors before looking back at the other. “The roof is off limits at this time of night.” The woman stated, her deep southern accent dripping from her annoyed tone.

Tommy frowned and walked towards the door to the roof. “I’m sorry. I just needed to let off some steam.” He tried to smile at the woman, but it was hard given how intimidating she was. “Sometimes my powers can get a little painful, helps if I let them go.”

He moved to go inside before he stopped again. “I promise I won’t do it again.”

Julian smirked at the guy before pulling a joint out of his pocket. “A smoke,” he said. He glanced to the sky, his eyes narrowing as he watched the leftover colours in the sky. Weird. He shrugged his shoulders and walked forward, using his mind to pull his lighter out of his pocket and light the tip of the rolled up spliff.

His eye caught the other’s and he raised an eyebrow. “Not gonna bust me, are you?” Not that it mattered. Everyone knew he smoked. It had never been a secret. Why would it be? Growing up with parents who were just waiting for you to fuck up, it wasn’t exactly like you ere going to hide your faults in a closet. Nah, Julian knew who he was: the life of the party, the bad boy, the fuck up. That was fine by him.

She had seen him differently, had thought he was more. She had cared enough to tell him to quit smoking. But now? Now she was just like everyone else. Just another person who  knew how fucked up he really was, that she could do better. Well, she could go fuck herself. Or that pretty boy dickweed she found, he thought to himself with a twisted scowl that he quickly wiped off his face. The image of the two of them sneaking around behind his back would always be seared into his brain.

“You can ‘ave one if you want it, mate,” he said, lifting his eyes to the other.

Tommy laughed at the response, his eyebrow raising when he saw that the other boy had lit a joint seemingly with no effort at all. He shook his head, taking a few steps closer. “You’re all good dude, I’m not looking to get anyone in trouble.”

Tommy waited for the boy to speak again, but saw that for a few moments he seemed to be deep in thought about something else. Not wanting to disturb him, Tommy perched himself on the edge of the roof. When the boy eventually offered him some of the joint, he shrugged. “I’m okay. Don’t particularly enjoy that stuff, much more of a drinker than anything else.”

Ben had been enrolled in school for a couple of weeks now and the entire thing was starting to feel real. Though, he couldn’t decide if that was a good or bad thing. He knew he had to be here and he couldn’t exactly just pack up and go home, not with they way his family treated him now. But at the same time, Ben just really wished he didn’t have this stupid mutation in the first place. 

It was those kinds of thoughts that ran around his brain at night and refused to let him sleep. Yet, when he tried to focus on sleeping it became even harder to doze off, so he let his mind wander to other things and just ended up repeating the cycle. When he realized he was more awake now than he ever was before, the curly haired mutant decided maybe a walk around campus might clear his mind.

It took some time for him to gather the courage to get up, he didn’t even know if he was allowed to be up in the first place, but eventually he set off. It didn’t really work at first, now he was just doing the same thing but moving, until he looked out the window and stopped in his tracks. That was not a normal night sky. Wanting to get a better look at it, Ben rushed up the stairs to the roof. Though when he got there, he was greeted by fading colours and a student who didn’t seemed to be fazed.

“Did you see that too? Am I- am I losing it?”      

Tommy looked down at the floor and gave the other boy a small smile. “Uh, yeah. I did...” To illustrate his point, Tommy put his hands together for a few moments before slowly opening them up so that a small cloud of energy was floating between his palms.

He pulled his hands down to his sides and shrugged, watching as the cloud continued to hover. He let out a small laugh as he gestured to it dramatically. “Tada?”

He held out a hand and watched as the energy he’d collected throughout the day slowly poured off of it. Nebula’s streamed into the sky, painting the darkness a multitude of colours. 

He heard the door behind him open and quickly cut off the energy, pulling some of it back in and waving his arms madly to try and get rid of it before someone saw. He turned with a big smile and gave his best greeting. “Hey, what brings you out here so late?”