2009-07-07: What Do You Wanna Be When You Grow Up


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Summary: Owen and July talk about life after Xaviers, Addison and Robyn share their opinions.

Date: July 7, 2009

Log Title What Do You Wanna Be When You Grow Up?

Rating: PG

Xavier Mansion - Ramsey Dormitories Lobby

The lobby of Ramsey Dormitories has two elevators at one end of the wall along with the entrance to a cafeteria. On the wall are three pictures that say 'In memory of'. One is of Douglas Ramsey, another of John Proudstar and the last one is of Jean Grey. There are several couches and tables down here for students to relax. Large windows in the front and sides allow for a lot of light in the room.

Stepping off the elevator with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder is Robyn. He's dressed all in black as usual and his hair hangs in his face as he drags the duffle back over to one of the couches and throws it on the seat before sitting down next to it. It's not that heavy but the weight was starting to make his shoulder a bit sore. Robyn's not that muscular. He takes out his mp3 player and starts to look through it, debating if he wants to listen to it or not.

"Goin' on a trip?" comes a voice with a certain Southern twang. Owen Folger, dressed normally save for a couple bandages around his right arm and a fading black eye, smiles as he strolls into the dorms. He's not fuzzy at the moment, just walking right now. "Howdy, Robyn," he greets, heading towards the other mutant.

"Yeah, I'm going to spend a few days at my parents, I'll probably be back next.." But Robyn's cut off as he notices Owen's apperance and gives him a concerned look. "What happened to you? Did you get into a fight with a bear or something?" He knows Owen didn't but he's trying to shed some humour on the fact that Owen's beat up.

Owen laughs. "Naw. Ah quit bear-wrasslin' when Ah was twelve," he adds to the humor. "Ah jus' got jumped by some thugs callin' themselves ULTIMATUM and Flag-Smasher. Skyler, July, an' Shelly did too. We kicked their butts," he explains. "So, when ya gonna be back?"

"I've never heard of them" Robyn says but then he probably doesn't even know the names of most supervillains unless he's been taught them in class. Robyn puts his arm on the duffle bag next to him on the couch and looks at the black eyed and bandaged Owen. "I should be back on Sunday, so I won't be gone too long. My parents only live in Brooklyn but they want me to spend some time there." Not that Robyn's arguing, he's actually looking forward to being home for a bit. In a room that he doesn't have to share with some weird foriegn kid.

Owen shrugs, still sporting battle-damage from the fight on the Fourth. "Neither have Ah. Jus' some guys in black an' white and one had a cape and one of those big maces," he says. The non-fuzzy OWen flops down on the couch and nods. "Well…have a good trip then."

July steps in to the Lobby from her room and notices Owen and Robyn talking, and she smiles, "Hey guys." She says as she elastic girl bounces toward the group, "How are you all doing?" She asks, not noticing Robyn's dufflebag yet.

"Thanks Owen." Robyn says with a smile as he seems like he's in a pretty good mood today. "I'm doing good today July, thanks, how about yourself?" He's just happy to go home for a bit. Sure he'll miss a few people but it's only for a few days. "Like I said, I'll be back on Sunday."

"Howdy, July," Owen greets with a wave. "Doin' alright. Healin' up nice and fine," he says. "So how ya'll gettin' there, Robyn? Bus, train, taxi?"

July blinks softly at the mention of buses, trains, taxis and… come back on on Sunday? "Wait… who's leaving?" she blinks again, rubbing the back of her head softly.

"I'm going to take a bus into Salem Center, my parents are going to take me out for dinner and then we're going to take a train home." Robyn says as his parents actually don't own a car. He doesn't come from a very wealthy family but they get by. "I'm going home to Brooklyn for a few days July, spending some time with my Mom and Dad." He seems excited about it.

Owen nods. "Well," he pauses to stretch. "If ya'll want a quicker trip down there, Ah could always port ya," he offers. "That way ya'll don' have tah deal with the bus."

July rubs the back of her head again, "Ah, you're going to visit your parents? Cool." she nods, smiling as Owen offers to teleport. "Well, Owen can take you there, yes, if your parents don't mind?" she shrugs.

Robyn chuckles and shakes his head. "Nah, I don't mind taking the bus. I'm a New Yorker, I'm used to taking the bus and subways and stuff." He says with a shrug, he also wouldn't mind the quiet time on the bus for a bit. "It's a short distance. Thanks anyway though. So what are you two upto now that school is over?"

Owen nods. "Sure thin'," he says. "Ah honestly dunno. Lookin' intah this college thin' but Ah dunno what for. Gonna be stickin' 'round the mansion for workin' on mah powers an' stuff."

July giggles at Owen, "We gotta think on our future. Being a hero is nice and all, but it doesn't pay the bills." She says, moving to find a place to sit, "We gotta get a job, and for that, we need to graduate from college." She shrugs. "Of course, I'll keep returning here to train my powers, but I gotta move on."

"Oh did you two graduate this year?" Robyn asks as he's going into his Junior year here. "I don't know what I'll do later on, maybe go into sculpting or something." It's the thing he really loves to do and Robyn would love to do something with his art for a living.

Owen gives July an annoyed look. "How many times Ah gotta say Ah got no interest in bein' a hero?" he asks. Shaking his head, the teen leans back. "Yeah. Ah graduated. Mah first year here was mah senior year so Ah'm not a student anymore."

July smiles and sticks her tongue playfully at Owen as she giggles, "Just messing with you, man, relax." She says, crossing her legs as she relaxes, "But, anyways, yeah, I graduated this year, and I'm still thinking what should I go for in College." she shrugs.

Robyn looks at Owen and nods, feeling a bit awkward as Owen snapps at July. "Well, just do what you like to do. My Mom and Dad always said that it wasn't worth doing something you hate just for the money. Happiness means more than money." He says with a shrug, it's just the way he was raised and why he's happy with who he is.

Owen is normally a patient guy but even he has his limit. Shaking it off and sinking back down, the Dark Force user nods. "Yeah. Jus' gotta figure out what Ah wanna do and what Ah can do," he chucklles.

July nods softly, "I'm still trying to find out what to do. I mean, happiness for me is to watch the sunset without a care in the world, but I guess I'll have to settle for the next best thing." She grins, "Which I'm still trying to find out what it is."

Robyn sits on the couch with his duffle bag next to him while chatting with a black-eyed Owen and July. He leans on his duffle back, not really caring since it's just clothes. "I just want to scuplt for the most part, and play the cello but I don't want to be a professional musican. I think I'd rather be an artist like my Mom than a musican like my Dad."

Lots of people never knew what they wanted to be, or really even had a choice. Stepping into the dorms for a regular walkthrough is Addison. Seeing the assembled students, he offers a small wave. He doesn't say anything at the moment, just preferring to see what's going on.

July returns the wave to Addison, smiling, before looking back to the group, "I might study Chemistry." she says, as she rubs the bottom of her chin, "If my father indeed makes me the heir of this industries, might as well know something about the subject, eh?" she giggles softly.

Owen hasn't noticed Addison yet, fiddling with the clasp on his watch a moment. "Ah got no clue what Ah'll do. Before the whole mutant thin', Ah was jus' gonna keep takin' care of the farm back home. Lot more options now. Gotta be one out there for me," he chuckles.

"Why does being a mutant change your options, you're still you." Robyn says as he doesn't think his powers really change much of who he is or what he wants to do. Seeing Addison, Robyn smiles and waves. "Hey Mr. Falk. Oh, I'm going home for a few days so I won't be stopping by in the morning to…" Well Addison knows, Robyn doesn't really want to say 'drain your brain power' or something.

July smiles and nods to Robyn, before looking back at Owen, "Indeed. Making you a mutant gives you more options, but it doesn't invalidate your previous options." she shrugs lightly, "You can still take care of your family's farm if you wish."

"Being a mutant shouldn't change anything you want to do." Addison says in agreeance with Robyn. "That's fine, Robyn. Would you like to have a visit before you head out? Just to get a little bit more… practice?" He asks, knowing it's a mildly sensitive subject. "And, I've told you, call me Addison. I'm not old enough to be Mr. Anything." Just because he acts like it…

Owen jumps slightly and waves. "Howdy, Addison," he greets. He then sighs a little. "Ah never said Ah couldn' go take care of the farm or that bein' a mutant changed who Ah am its jus'…" he pauses to take a breath. "Ah never had a reason tah leave mah hometown before Ah became a mutant. If Ah didn', Ah wouldn' have come here and gotten so many options," he says. "And Ah dunno. Until Ah figure out how tah control the Bat, Ah'd say mah options are a little limited."

"Sure that'd be good. I'm going to be leaving in about two hours, I figured I'd pack earlish." Robyn says with a chuckle since his duffle is already down here with him. He's a bit excited to go home, sleep in his own bed with no roomate. "Sorry Addison, and the extra practice before leaving would be really great. And I pretty much just want to sculpt."

"Of course. If you need me while you're down there, just call me. I can be there within minutes." Addison offers, knowing it'll help some. "Hi, Owen. And what are you all trying to figure out, anyway?" he asks, just tilting his head as he pays attention, while practicing keeping his mind out of others.

July smiles at Addison, "College stuff. I'm pondering where to go, and what to major for." she says, leaning against her seat a bit, "I'm still unsure of what to do for life, really." She shrugs softly, "I guess I never stopped to think about it, really, with all the power-training and chaos that happened recently. Heh."

Owen shrugs. "Jus' what tah do now that we've graduated," he says. He chuckles a bit and leans back. "Ah should try gettin' some extra practice in tahday too. Since Ah'm close tah overload, might be a good time tah try controllin' the Bat….somehow," he laughs again.

"Did you ever get a picture of you as The Bat yet?" Robyn asks as he's still intrigued and curious to see that form of Owen's. Blame the old black and white horror movies. "Was there anythign you wanted to do before you found out you had powers? Since we all had lives before we became mutants too."

"At least you all did." Addison says with a nod. "Be glad you didn't grow up in a world where your families are enslaved… forced to work for alien rulers. And when your mutant power manifested, they prepared to kill you, only to be stopped by the World Freedom Force, where you're drafted to be a front line fighter from age thirteen. And when you win freedom, have your mind taken over by a massive psionic entity intent on enslaving their world AND yours." Addison says, cheerily through the whole thing. "At least you have options. That's… why I stayed here."

July hmms softly, "I've seen Owen's form once… but it was only briefly, and…" but then she trails off as Addison speaks of his own home, and she goes speechless. "… Wow." it's all she manages to say.

Owen blinks a few times then nods. "Oh yeah! Ah got it upstairs. There's some video footage too apparently but ya'll gota ask Mr. Summers if ya can see that. Ah told him Ah don' mind who sees it from the school," he says with a smile. Addison gets a flat look before Owen shakes his head and sighs. "Ah'll be right back," he says, vanishing in a cloud of Dark Force. He returns a moment later, fuzzy, and with a pair of pictures of him in his Bat form with the tattered remains of clothes on. "Here ya go, Robyn," he says, handing the photos off.

Robyn nods to Addison and is quiet for a bit. "I'm sorry to hear that, but I'm glad you chose to stay here." He says honestly meaning it since he likes Addison and the fact that he's helped him so much with his powers. "I'm glad I didn't grow up like that." Then when Owen returns with the pictures, Robyn beams. "Wow Owen, this is cool! I know what my next project is going to be now."

"If you want, Owen, I can work along with you. I think I could hold it back and mentally try to help break through." Addison offers. After all, the mind IS his forte. "But yeah. Anyway, that world is getting better now. We still have ways of keeping in touch. When Mom and I work together, we can feel Charles and Emma." He says with a soft nod. "We can't go back, but we can sense a few things."

Owen chuckles. "Ah'd like tah see it when you're finished, Robyn," he says, guessing the project. Addison gets a surprised blink before Owen smiles. "Sure. Ah thin' it'd be good tah give it a try. Ah'd hide behind some kind of barrier though. Wouldn' want the Bat takin' a bite outta ya," he says.

"That's be really awesome if you could do that Addison." Robyn says knowing how much Owen wants to control the bat. "Well I should go back up and see how Jordan's doing, I'll see you guys when I get back and I'll stop by before I leave Addison." Robyn says with a wave as he heads upstairs leaving his duffel on the couch.

"Oh, I don't think the Bat can get through my barriers." Addison says with a grin. "Very little can." He nods to Robyn. "Alright. I'll see you in a little bit. I'm going to go get the Danger Room ready for us." He says, smiling.

Owen shrugs. "Ah dunno. Thin's got mah powers so it can teleport," he says. "But thanks. Any bit of control…some kinda foothold tah getting more control over it…will be great," he says. "See ya'll later, Robyn," he calls with a wave.

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