X-Mansion:


Home of the X-men
1407 Greymalkin Lane, Salem Center, NY, 10274

Hello! *a tall slim man in casual slacks and a shirt stands near you. He has a pair of sunglasses on curiosly even though it's night already* You must be the guest we've been expecting. Come on in. As you probably already know my name's Scott Summers and this is the Professor Charles Xaviers' Institute of Higher Learning; or the X-Mansion as most of us who live here call it.*He motions you in silently and closes the door behind the both of you quietly when you step into the main hall*

Welcome to the home of the Uncanny X-Men. A group of mutants drawn together by fates hand for assorted reasons; none greater than the others. We all came here in need of things this place has given us. I was one of the frist five. *he leads you slwoly down hallways taking twists and turns to where some place certain* They are all my comrads in arms, friends and some even fall under my command; I am Cyclops; Leader of X-men Blue Team.

Title before all else, o' Proud Leader?

*Cyclops nearly jumps, just as surprised by the sudden voice as you are. A faint chuckle passes his lips and you fianlly see who the voice was. A young woman in green and gold, holding a bag of chips in one hand. A crash of red hair and two sparkling fire green eyes. His voice brings you back from the face* This is Jean Grey; first student and telepath. Watch out for her; she's anything but her angels' face.

*She looks at Scott amoment, her expression with holding her laughter and she turns to you and nods* It's a pleasure to meet you, I hope your enjoying all of this so far. *she turns to Scott/Cyclops with a faintly serios touch to her features now* Beast needs you in the War Room.

*he nods faintly to her and looks back to you* It appears i must away; I am needed else where's, but I'm sure Jean will take over for me. And aside from the joke, if anything Jean is the *heart* of X-men. She's the one that can keep us together and is always there when we need a shoulder; wether were willing to admit it or not.

*she smiles lightly at you as he walks off, a genuine expression of warmth and peace on her pale face* You don't mind all too much do you that i continue your tour?