#telepxthist

With a content sigh, Ethic leaned back to observe her buzzing bar. Even with Sinbad's help, it was starting to become quite difficult to keep up with the popularity of this place. She even started slightly using her telepathy to pre make drinks for a few customers, which to them made her seem magical. In a busy and welcoming bar like this, it was hard to imagine that humans and mutants couldn't get along. Then she sensed something she hasn't sensed since she was young, another telepath, and that meant they could sense her too. She didn't know if it was because she had started using her telepathy a bit, or if it was something else, but she had to hope this one was friendly.

xtelepathx hellocharlesxavierhere telepxthist askprofessorx She hadn't been paying attention when she bumped into someone walking in the hallway. She was supposed to be in class at the time, history, but decided it wasn't worth attending. She flashed an irritated look until she saw who it was she ran into. "Oh, uh... hey, professor..."

"Need a little backup?" Kate shouted as she ran into the dusty old storage room, drawing her bow tight the instant she had firm footing. "They told me I might find you here." A last minute urgent call, telling her that someone in her area might need her help, and Kate didn't hesitate a moment to run out the door. She had been cooped up far too long- almost a week now, no missions- not even a robbery to foil. She was eager to get back out on the job, and so even though she had no idea what exactly she was doing, she was glad to be there. 

"What are you doing up at this hour?"

 "There are things you wouldn't understand."

                "Someone looks like they've just seen a ghost."

"Charles, get out of the way."