[OPEN] X-Mansion clean-up

[agoddessonce]

WHO: Storm and you!
WHEN: Late May-Early June
WHERE: Xavier Institute for Mutant Education and Outreach
WHAT: Come bother a lonely goddess in a blast from the past mansion!
NOTES\WARNINGS: N/A for now, but this is the X-Men - discussion of death, bigotry, and discrimination likely.

A new building has popped up in Etraya - easily visible from the Hospital and Apartment Complex on the main island. Ororo spends a few days flying back and forth from the main island and to the Institute, investigating its exterior and interior, before finally just taking one of the bedrooms in the main mansion.



⏵ i. indoors;

The gate and the doors are, actually, left unlocked for now. Ororo is alone, and isn't too worried about security just yet - it was just her in this large, lonely mansion and she could take on anyone who might feel like trespassing -- not that there was anyone like that here, she'd found. She can imagine people like Scott or Logan or even Hank berating her for being careless anyway, but... she isn't worried. She's more concerned about how much of the institute is even real - and thus, how safe everything actually is.

So, she goes through the entire building one room at a time - testing light switches, checking stoves or microwaves, looking through the computers in the old staff offices (they switch on, but there's nothing saved in them), turning beds so she can offer them to people who might be sick of the apartments... It's a large place, so this takes her a couple of days. It won't be hard to run into her walking through the halls with a little clipboard and a pen -- she'd had a brief moment of missing the modern conveniences of Henry and Forge's tablets -- and a smile for anyone who'd wandered in after her.

"Hello. Come to help me investigate?"

However, if she sees anyone approaching the main elevator, she calls out instead in a sharp warning -- "The sub-levels are restricted. If you'd like to go there, you'll need me to key in some biometrics to access them."

⏵ ii. pool;

The Olympic-size pool is easily seen from surrounding islands. It's dry and empty when Ororo first discovers the Institute, and not yet very clean. She considers putting up a message on the network to ask for help, but... perhaps that'd be better suited for when the pool is actually usable, instead?

So when she's done poking through the inside of the mansion, she figures it's time for a more mundane use of her powers. She blasts the tiles with wind and water to wash away any grime or dirt left between the crevices. Filling it up with clean water later was no trouble at all either, with a convenient cloud of fresh rain.

Maybe she should work on clearing out spaces for some tables and chairs next? But that'll involve more hands than she has, so it'll have to be a project for another day, maybe.

⏵ iii. rooftop;

Between self-imposed chores to make the mansion feel a little less shadowed and a little more lived-in, Ororo takes her breaks on the east wing's roof. She's taken a pool lounger and set it up here, and lies under the sun or the moon or in the shade of one of those odd, chrome structures in nothing but her underwear and a pair of sunglasses, sipping from an insulated tumbler she'd picked up at Kwiktrip and a paperback she'd taken from Corrine's (she'll return it! eventually!)

It's the last place she expects anyone to find her, really, but... people could always surprise her.

⏵ iv. wildcard;

Feel free to mix-and-match or tag in with something else completely, or use the X-Mansion as set dressing for other threads! ♥ If we have previous CR, you can also assume Ororo has messaged your character in some way to help her check the place out. Message me on almondlychee if you want something more specific.

Comments

[agoddessonce]

[ Please, she is peak fashion!

But also, gently: ] You aren't a guinea pig, Wade. I'd thank you to use friend, if not... [ What's a better word? A comrade, an ally? ] If not teammate. The Deadpool I know has been a member of our teams before.

[ He does make a little sense, though. Who better to test it? ] Will you help me design a run for you, then? Maybe something to test how well the holograms work.

[fourthwalled]

Have I? Well, that's new. My X-Men gave me a shot and then let me get sent to the Ice Box, when I messed up. [Because he shot a guy in the head. But he'd deserved it!] And after I went to the trouble of organizing the X-mansion fridge and everything. Velcro labels, by the way, I highly recommend them. [He's not sure what to do with the offer, though. Wade will try not to cry.] But, yeah, teammate. I like that.

[Wade stands a little taller, grinning from ear to ear.] Yes! Let's do that! Immediately! [And excuse him, he's just going to flip ankle supports on his crocs to sport-mode!] I'm so ready!

[agoddessonce]

[ Velcro labels...?? Wade, what are those for... ]

Come on, before I come to my senses and change my mind. [ She enters the elevator - it's only set to open to her own palm, currently - and presses the button for the lower levels. ]

Did the mansion in your home world look very much like this?

[fourthwalled]

Yes! Let's do this! [Wade is quick to get in beside her, bouncing on the balls of his feet in his excitement, all while humming the 90's X-men cartoon theme song.]

More stone and less brick? But the idea's the same. But I'm pretty sure the X-mansion has exploded like twenty times at this point, so it's kind of a crap shoot what it looks like at any given time. Is it the same for your reality?

[agoddessonce]

Maybe not twenty times. [ The 'maybe' should be a good giveaway that, honestly? She can't say so in total confidence. ]

But - yes, it's been known to have taken its fair share of attacks, unfortunately. It is something of a hazard we can never seem to shake. You know what it's like, for mutants. [ Her voice turns somber, thoughtful. ]

I wonder if it will suffer the same here. I hope not.

[fourthwalled]

Yeah, I know. It sucks big, giant donkey balls. [And Wade's thinking less about himself-- most people openly hate and dislike him for reasons outside his mutant status (or mutate, depending on the universe). His thoughts land more on Russell and those freaks at the orphanage that hurt him.]

Hopefully not. But people have bigger concerns here than being prejudiced asshats... probably. [Some people were willing to make time for that regardless.]

[agoddessonce]

Oh, probably. But - I did have a brief exchange with someone concerned that there were so many humans here in Etraya. [ The elevator dings and she steps out, leading him into a gleaming hallway. The Danger Room's still a bit of a walk away, and any doors Wade might try only open to random, empty equipment closets. ]

They were a goblin suggesting that Aurora and Echo might have inadvertently set things up with a human-heavy selection - what if we are only saving universes with humans in them? Humans who don't know any other race or species... [ She feels like it'd be an understandable concern, if she didn't think Aurora's claims were sort of insincere. There are just too many universes - how could they claim that they were all in danger?

Anyway, she keys in some code to a keypad for some bigger door that silently swishes open. It's not the Danger Room itself, but the observation booth, with a lot of very shiny buttons and keyboards and monitors. She immediately has a hand on Wade's shoulder before he can go and mess with any of them. ]

-- Don't touch anything yet.

[fourthwalled]

Maybe it's because Earth is just so damn interesting...? [Doubtful.] Does seem weird that there aren't more aliens here. Or random realities where dolphins rule the Earth or something. Maybe Echo is picking favorites.

Or maybe the Universes are collapsing because of humans and that's really why we're here. That seems like a pretty likely possibility. People suck.

[And he counts himself among people. Wade is positively giddy as he steps into the room as the doors slide open and his hands are absolutely going for some buttons, when she stops him. Dang it!] I was only going to touch that gigantic big red one! Those are always the best ones. But fine.

[He'll just fidget behind her. Controlling himself is hard!]

[agoddessonce]

[ The look she shoots at him is equal parts amused and exasperated. An earth ruled by dolphins... Really!, she murmurs under her breath, maybe with a huff of laughter.

(If he's trying to get her to laugh, it's at least worked for him!) ]

Was there a program you've always wanted to try? I'm sure we could set some holograms up. Perhaps the Savage Land, or the Blue Area? [ - Of The Moon, in case he wasn't familiar. Only the backdrop of the first time they'd had to fight to save Jean, during her first stint with the Phoenix Force. ]

Or we could practice blasting more Ultron droids as we did in the labyrinth. One can't be too prepared for something like that again, I suppose. [ She takes a seat in front of some complicated boards of buttons, tapping away as she calls forth some programs... As she's suspected, only the most basic ones are here - combating Sentinels and their ilk, Savage Land battles against some oversized dinosaurs, and of course - as she'd already said - fighting aliens in the Blue Area. ]