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Summary: Jasmine meets Theo, and they discover that Proto got in a fight with the school defense systems.
Date: Thursday, February 17, 2011. 6:45pm
Log Title: With a Tack Hammer
Rating: G
Xavier Mansion - Gymnasium
This big room with wooden floors is build with powered students in mind; the entire room is power proof. Blast the walls all you like, they are not breaking. The gym can either be one large room and it also has dividers to make it two smaller gyms. This large Gym has basketball nets, equipment to set up equipment badminton, volleyball, hockey, soccer, gymnastics, fencing, and everyone's favorite, dodge ball.
Jasmine is here in a white work out top and a pair of white jogging pants and is currently shoeless; there is music playing and it has a brazilian flavour to it. Jasmine is in the middle of the floor doing her exercises, her movements flowing from one movement to another as she practises her Capoeira moves, the legs sweeping around as she blends into handstands and cartwheels.
How. Just how did it get here? Theo, the resident boy genius, and resident grump master, walks through the doors of the gym. The dark-haired boy scratches his head, looking up at the ceiling, and then he exits again, looking at the ceiling in another part of the basement. He's gone for about thirty seconds, and he enters again, still looking at the ceiling as if he expects to see something. The brown eyes narrow. He ducks back out again. He comes back in again. He goes back out. Finally he walks back in and flops against the wall in frustration, sinking down to sit on the floor and rest his arms on his legs. He's staring in Jasmine's direction, but he's not really looking at her. He's not really looking at anything, he looks rather put out by something, whatever it might be. The boy is in a short sleeved shirt, given the recent change in temperature, though he maintains blue jeans on his legs, and a pair of black sneakers.
It's during one of her movements that she spies the individual coming in and out of the gym as if he looks lost, she stops her exercise and walks over to the music player and presses the stop button. After wiping herself down, she looks in the general direction of the boy and comments, "Hi there, can I help you with anything?"
Theo arches his brow, the only initial moment to acknowledge Jasmine. "Didn't mean to stop your…dancing, or whatever that was," he comments. His left thumb suddenly jabs up casually in the direction of the ceiling. "Proto broke his flashlight, now he's stuck in the ventilation duct. I don't think he can find his way out. You a new teacher here or something? Or one of the X-men?" He seems rather unconcerned with the fact that this 'Proto' is stuck in the duct. It's more of an annoyance than anything else by the look on his face.
Jasmine looks mildly confused, "Whose Proto?" as her gaze looks upwards as if she can sense whatever this Proto is. She looks back at Theo, "I'm a new teacher here, recently moved back here after leaving. She walks over to her and extends her hand, "I'm Ms. Locke".
Theo gives a rather sour look at Jasmine's hand. It might look like he's annoyed at her, but his legs push against the ground, and slide him up to a standing position again, and he shakes it. "Theodore," he answers. "Proto is my pet robot," he says. "I haven't quite got the AI quirks worked out…" he seems a little distracted, turning his gaze up to a vent near the ceiling. "And…I think he's missing an arm. I can't see the right arm. Serves me right for letting him go explore while I was at work." Of course, the little robot doesn't seem to be visible at all. "I bet he did something to trigger the school defenses. Good thing I got his DAS up and running." He seems to almost be having an inner monologue in front of her. "Sorry," he adds, "I'm a jerk, I should let you know that now. So if I piss you off, I apologize in advance. What are you teaching?"
Jasmine shrugs, "It's nothing I've haven't seen before" as she assesses Theo, "I'm sure you'll find him or he'll come home". She cracks her neck causing an audible pop, "I teach Physics and techincal art and design".
The pop of Jasmine's neck receives a rather horrified look from Theo. "That sounded terrible," he says aloud. "Physics, huh?" he asks. "That's a useful subject. I teach Advanced Technology on Mondays and Wednesday mornings." He says it so matter-of-fact. He can't be older than about sixteen, a little young to be a professor. There is a sudden loosening of a vent, and the covering comes plummeting to the ground, clattering loudly on the floor. "There he is," Theo says. "Crud, now I gotta figure out how to get him down." Two legs feel about outside the opening, and a third reaches up out of the opening, as if the little bot were an insect trying to sense his surroundings.
Jasmine looks up at the robot that has just popped out of the duct, her hand starts to pulse with energy as the robot becomes weightless. Her eyes then go back to Theo, "That's interesting, I shall have to see your lesson plans" as she gives him a wary look but generally believes him for now.
Theo arches his brow. "Wow, you really bought that?" he asks. "No I don't teach, I'm only sixteen. I'm too busy doing more important things." He notices Jasmine's hand pulsing, and he looks cautiously back at Proto, who seems to freeze, gripping the sides of vent. "What are you doing?" he asks. "You just totally freaked out the AI." Apparently Proto doesn't understand how to respond to weightlessness.
Jasmine chuckles, "No, I didn't buy it but you never know in this place, some kids can be very very intelligent". She shakes her head, "I was just helping him to drop slowly to the floor, but if you want me to put him how he was, then I can do that". Her voice is almost one of impatience but it hasn't reached that level yet. She looks up at it, "Just tell it to let go"
"Oh, ok." Theo glances up at the robot, and without any verbal or other obvious signs, the bot releases its grip, and all of the legs and arms pull in, tucking into a closed position. It can be seen by the slow drift that comes upon the weightless little robot. "I think I'm smart enough," he says. "I just wouldn't waste my time teaching, too many people are busy slacking off, not paying attention anyway. I think that'd drive me nuts and I'd have to beat them with a tack hammer."
Jasmine laughs, "Who says we don't" as she contemplates the though of beating the troublesome students with a hammer. She watches the robot tuck itself in as she slowly increases the gravity so it gently falls to the ground. When it does eventually, her hand stops the pulsating.
Theo grins, "Then maybe I could be a teacher," he comments. "I think I like my job with Tony Stark better, though." A little boastful? Maybe. "Pays better, that's for sure." He walks over to the robot. "Oh, great. It wasn't the flashlight that was out. The camera got cut off. And the arm. No wonder it got stuck." He sighs. "There goes my Friday night." Still, the bot unfolds once on the ground, and stands up on it's feet. Four legs, arranged like a spider, with what should be two arms on the back, but it appears that the right arm has been broken off by something. A snakelike cable hangs from the front, probably used to be a camera, but that is also missing. "So how'd you find out about this place?" he asks. "I mean, the school isn't exactly very public."
Jasmine looks at the robot before answering Theo, "I used to attend the school when I was younger so I know all about it, I just moved away and after a while just decided to come back.
"Ahh," Theo says. "Okay." He makes no comment on Jasmine's power itself. "Well, welcome back I guess," he says. "Hope you don't go crazy enough to use a tack hammer on us." The little robot ambles forward toward the door. "I'll let you get back to your dancing."
Jasmine nods as she turns, "I hope to see you in class," as she goes back over and switches on the music to resume her exercise.
