Terrigen: The Mutant World.

[Gafe]

Tyler followed Vinn and Jing out the dormitories and on the way his eyes fell on Nora's. Just like that, she was in his head. A goosebump ran through his back. He'd known about her telepathy for a while now, and it didn't bother him so much anymore. But there was something about having another conscience whisper at him in his head that was nsettling. Tyler's own powers were mental to some degree, and he knew he could muster some sort of resistance to having thoughts being projected on (though the success of attempting so was unclear, as he didn't know the extent of Nora's powers), but he also knew he should not avoid telepathic communication, it was rather private and handy.
Tyler redirected his gaze somewhere else, he mustn't be obvious about talking to Nora through a mind-link of sorts. The gaze looked at Jing shortly before landing on the ground Tyler would be walking on.

She. . . I don't know a whole much about her, Nora. I find her worry considerate, I think. We're all unsettled by Cyrus's disappearance and the implications of what we'll be trying to accomplish. He pondered for a moment. Maybe that was it, they were all concerned about the same issue, but perhaps Jing-Mei's way of showing it was more visible, perhaps it made itself more present than his, or Nora's or Vinn's. He sighed. Before, they'd been a group of several mutants, but no more. Some had disappeared without notice, Davean and Bear had run off to find whoever had kidnapped the waitress's sister, the waitress herself had left them (though promised to stay in touch) and Moss and Jaya would be about to leave them for a while.
The realization that finding Xavier would depend on Vinn, Nora, Jing, himself and possibly Cyrus and Stacey was suddenly huge. It became bigger when he decided that they couldn't rely on Cyrus being there at all. Hopefully, at least Xavier would. Uncertainly, Tyler allowed himself to think about the possibility of anyone else from the Conference having followed Davean's message to D.C. and then found some way to trace Xavier to the White House Lawn.

I don't know, Nora. It's a pretty big deal. Jing does seem. . . odd, but what we'll be doing is no walk on the park. Maybe it's just her maternal instincts. I don't know. I don't think you should let that worry you, not yet, at least. Let's focus on the Professor, sound good? He allowed himself to look at the blonde and smile reassuringly at her. But his own thoughts raced back to Xavier.

What about the people that had been with him at the Conference? What was of them? Were they alright? Tyler only hoped. . .

[Cyrus the Captured Knight]

Cyrus was chained to a chair similar to the standard office break room chair--the steel back, faux padded cushion, go figure.

"I'm intrigued Cross, as to how you managed to even force your mind onto another individual. It's truly inspiring." Cyrus chided to the Man, thing.
"Believe me Doctor, It's quite a notion, the human psyche is so strong it can actually attack and invade the mental space of others. Post humorously as well. If our files were correct, you had one similar to me in your little pack of mutts." Cross spoke, "I believe her name was Nora."
"Nora?" Cyrus raised his eye as he remembered one of the girls who met up with Jing and Moss. "Oh, I remember her. So that's what she does eh? The same thing as you?"
"Partially. I am able to project thoughts, feelings, emotions, even the simplest suggestion into someone's mind, I can even occupy their mental space my self. She can do that, and more. Which is why I want you to lead me to her."
"Can't you just find her yourself? She's just a young girl." Cyrus laughed a bit.
"Silence." Cross shouted as Cyrus's body twitched, a surge of pain course through his body. "Don't act so tough Cyrus, your mind is not unlike a simple doll, just waiting to be toyed with."
"If that's so, then you should be able to know what I'm going to do--above that, what I'm going to do to you. feel free, read my mind---I'll enjoy your simple reactions to my plan." Cyrus retorted, obviously mocking Dr. Cross.

"You insignificant speck!" Cross's voice boomed, it was obviously getting to him---and Cyrus was a master of manipulation. "I'll end you myself, here and now!" Cross spoke, as his body---well his host came into sight.

"I have you now." Cross spoke, staring intently at Cyrus, coursing more pain through him with each passing second.

"Fool." Cyrus roared, changing shape---becoming far different from man---


Just like before, Cyrus had left nothing of Cross's body when he retook form. Although his eyes still remained changed, Cyrus couldn't particularly care. He knew even if he had destroyed Cross again, he'd just come back in a new shell with a different name.

Cyrus looked around him, and noticed the door to the hallway. Easily alchemizing it to water, he stepped into the hall, and took a whiff.


........Xavier....

[GnomesAteMyCake]

"Okay, so when you get there, you get onto the number 13, and it drops you right outside the house," Jing-Mei said, chewing her lip as she mapped Moss and Treya's trip her her parents house on a small map using high-lighter pens and her own notes. Treya nodded eagerly, bouncing slightly on the balls of her feet while Moss stood watching silently, probably taking in Jing-Mei's instructions better than Treya was. "My mom's gunna stand on the doorstep around the time you're scheduled to get there, so keep an eye out for a older version of me waving like a mad person," she said, smiling at the two girls and standing up from the bench that she was sat on. Stretching, she looked at the on-coming bus, and quickly turned back tot he girls.
"Okay, so you've got my mother and mine's number, ring if you get lost, I've packed all your stuff which is in the bags, don't talk to any strangers and call me the second you get there so I know you're safe, okay?" she said in a rush, handing Moss the map.
"W-w-we will, J-Jing-Mei," Moss stuttered, her eyes a little watery. "T-t-thanks for e-e-everything."
Grinning, she pulled the two girls into a bone-crushing hug. "Be good," she whispered, and let them go to get on the bus that would take them to safety. She stepped back to the others, her arm's crossed loosely behind her back as she watched them.

"They'll be safe now," she said quietly to no-one in perticular, smiling gently. "There's no need to worry anymore. I know you guys have been thought-talking about me," she said suddenly, turning to look at the three of them, still smiling, her eyes soft. "It's okay. Truthfully? I'm scared. I'm scared someone will get hurt and I won't be able to do anything. I'm scared that if something happened to me, then there's so much that I'll never get to do. I never said goodbye to so many people, I'll never see the things that I want to," she muttered, getting quieter and quieter as she became more and more embarrassed for saying so much. "I'm just....so helpless. I don't know what I can do to help, except get in the way. But now that the girls are safe, then thing's will be easier," she finished more loudly, her smile growing wider and her eyes getting their usual shine.

As she was finishing her little speech, the bus doors shut noisily, and she ran forward to wave at the girls as they backed away. Treya was pressed against the window, waving crazily as Jing-Mei did the same, and Moss sat beside her, smiling with a few tears in her eyes. "Goodbye! Call me as soon as you get there, look after each other!" Jing-Mei yelled, waving both arms above her head, close to tears herself. She waved untill the bus was out of sight. Rubbing her eyes heavily, she turned back to her three companions; Vinn, the loud and strong-willed surfer dude; Tyler, the quiet kid with the secretive powers; and Nora, the glue that held them together. Jing-Mei felt a sudden rush of affection towards all of them as they all came together.
"Let's go," she said determinately, "Cyrus is waiting for us."

OOC: Yay for the cheesiness of this post! ^^

[Weremouse]

As Treya was unceremoniously swindled into going on a bus to meet Jing-mei's mother, she kept trying to get words in, but for once, the queen of run-on sentences couldn't get a word in. Moss seemed to accept their faith, but Treya was not a passive person at all. As soon as they boarded the bus, she stuck her hand out the window and waved at the other mutants for a while, until they were out of sight. And with that, she announced:
"Okay, Moss, I don't know about you, but I'm not about to be babied. I came across the SEA for this, and lived for four months without any adult supervision. I've pretty much lived my whole life with no supervision."
"B-b-b-but Treya, Jing-mei said-"
"You know what? Forget her. I'm helping them whether they like it or not!"
And with that, she stood up and walked to the front of the bus, casually calling back:
"Come with if you want, but I'm not riding any more."
She asked the bus driver to pull over, using all of her manners, and jumped out of the bus.

She'd been practicing a technique for a while, ever since she'd tried coffee. She had been trying to recreate the feeling of stopping time. She was not very good at it yet, she could sometimes either get the freeze, but not be able to sustain it, or she could get the freeze but got stuck in space again.

As she walked in the opposite direction of the bus, she practised the technique.

Freeze, step step, unfreeze, step step, freeze, step step, unfreeze, step step

The journey seemed to take a long time, but Treya knew it only took half as long as it seemed to. As she neared the university again, she stopped freezing and unfreezing, she just froze and found a suitable place to hide and eavesdrop. She picked a nearby tree, conveniently placed not ten feet away from the group, climbed up towards the middle of it so as to not be seen, and calmed herself down. In order to 'freeze time' she had to get herself excited to the point of ecstasy. It took her a while to calm down enough, but slowly, she felt time taking its toll again, a slow fade from a lack of time to normal time.

And as she sat there, waiting for someone to say something worth listening to, she made a vow to just follow them. Jing had done something nice, and the last thing Treya wanted was to hurt one of these peoples' feelings, particularly Jing who had done so much for her. No, she would follow them until the time was right to show herself.

[Aubs]

After waving and saying their goodbyes to Moss and Treya, Nora and company had headed back to the university for a little bit of rest before heading to the White House. The mood between the group of four had been pretty somber to say the least. No one really knew what to say, or think in a matter like this. In only a couple of hours, they would attempt to save the man who had all the answers. The problem was.. none of them were really ready to fight for their or Xavier’s life. There was no game plan other than busting in and running out.
Nora didn’t want to admit it, but she was really getting really nervous. Another thing that she was afraid to tell was that she had been trying to contact Xavier through her mind and wasn’t successful not one single time. She feared for the worst. With a stomach full of butterflies, Nora didn’t know what to think about it. She tried to ignore her thoughts and feelings as much as possible. Luckily, she had had years of experience in hiding her emotions from people. Too bad Tyler’s ability relied on knowing the emotions of others. He was perhaps the only one who could tell anything was wrong with her.
“Dudes… we seriously need a cheering up or something!” Vinn happily announced, as he stood up from his seat to lazily stretch his limbs. “This whole downer thing isn’t working for me much. Come on, let’s go do something at least to pass the time by!”
“Like what Vincent?”
“I don’t know, I’m sure there are arcades, grocery stores, malls, something around here!”
Nora casually rolled her eyes and as she did so she noticed a presence approach them. She wasn’t able to pin-point who exactly it was, but she knew someone was hovering above them. She stared up into the trees around them, not seeing anything at all. hmmm... Shrugging her shoulders, Nora spoke, “Yeah, let’s do something. What do you think Tyler and Jing?”
"We need some relaxation, at least just for now. Everyone one of you bros are tense!"

[OOC: I'm stalling time for our group so Travis can properly set up the scene at the White House some more. I like what he has now, but I think that he can fit in a couple more posts.]

[Eva]

Riding in a city bus, Christmas looked down at the paper in her hands. Several addresses were written on it, then crossed out, with other addresses always below them. She had left Melanie with her friend, paying her most of the money she'd received for the arrangement. And now, using Melanie's visions and two cell phones, Chris was trying to find the mutants she had encountered. She'd been hasty with them, but they had helped her get her sister back, and keep her safe, so she owed them. Suddenly, Chris's phone rang.

"I just got another vision. Georgetown University. I can see them." Melanie's voice soothed Chris, as it always did, and she smiled. "Okay Mel. Keep holding that pencil." she said, referring to the diamond.

Chris hopped off her bus, still holding the phone to her ear. Melanie carefully explained her vision, outlining the path for her sister. It didn't take long for her to see the people. "Nora!" she called out, as that was the only name she really remembered. Christmas ran up to the group, her face determined. "My sister had a vision about you guys. I came as fast as I could."

[Eva]

In the white house, an informal meeting of sorts was occurring for the president's 'unsavory' employees. Lightning paced slowly, her eyes wandering around the room she felt trapped in. Behind her, Snow lounged around lazily, his eyes focused on their third guest, Janelle. "For such an action-y job, we sure to spend a lot of time doing nothing." he said, trying to lighten the mood. Lightning threw him a glare. "I don't like this. Whenever he makes us wait, he's THINKING. And stupid people should not think." she snapped. Just as the words left Lightning's mouth, the desktop com in the room blared. "Bane and Snow. Your new assignment is to guard Professor Xavier, personally. Lightning, you are to assist Lavos on his assignment. If you have questions, call Aurora." The announcement was brief, of course. Lightning smirked and approached the door. "I don't think our employer is very happy right now." Snow joked, clapping Janelle on the back. "Stupid idiot! This is no time for wit. Go and guard the professor!" Lightning barked. She left the room, irritated.

Lavos was waiting for her the second she exited, startling her mildly. "It's a shame. Two fighters like us are being assigned to fight a bunch of teenyboppers." he said, his eyes glowing malevolently.

[Aubs]

[ooc: The italics is performed under a time-skip. Nora's group of people are now on their way to the White House.]

Before the group could decide on a place to go to, they all heard a familiar voice calling out Nora’s name. As the woman ran up to approach the group, Nora recognized her as Christmas, the ex-waitress who they had helped weeks earlier find her kidnapped sister. It was a surprise seeing her, as Nora had never imagined seeing the woman again. She was quite rude to them during their first encounter.
“Chris, hi, how’s it going?” Nora asked. Christmas then went on to explain that her younger sister, Melanie, who the group had saved, had a vision about them causing Chris to rush to their aid.
“Cool! We’ll definitely need all the help we can get dude!”
“Vinn’s right!”

~Nora and the rest of the others went on to explain what was going on. From their scheduled time to meet at the White House, to Cyrus’ disappearance, to what they were planning on doing once they got inside of the establishment. Although it was only five of them, six with the wandering Treya lurking around them, they were going to need as much people in their army as possible.~

Glancing down at her cell phone Nora saw the time and began getting even more nervous. “Guys, I think we should head out to the place now. There’s exactly twenty minutes left until 11:45… This is seriously going to happen in less time than we think.” Nora just hoped the thoughts from her dreams weren't going to end the way she thought they were.
They all got onto the bus to ready themselves for their stop....

The White House.

[Vale]

Cyrus had made short work of most of the guards wherever the hell Cross had brought him, and he was no closer to finding Xavier than he was when he first started---he knew other mutants were being held here, but none of them were marked as Xavier was----unless they were hindering his mutant powers somehow.

Catching a whiff in the air, Cyrus tucked back against a corner as 2 Men, heavily armed were patrolling outside of a door.
"I can't believe they took us off duty, I'm fuckin' pissed." One complained.
"Don't bitch Mick, with those mutants guarding the Prisoner, we can relax a bit. I don't remember the last time I had a break." Another spoke.
"Fuck that noise, I wanna fight---these freaks deserve to be kept in a lab locked up somewhere." Mick spoke. "I don't know why you're sympathetic to them Todd, your son's back in Philly right? I'm sure we won't have to go after him---he's harmless. Hell, even useful---predicting the weather."
"I don't know Mick...I just don't know."

When Todd had finished his sentence, well....trailed off from his thought, Cyrus had placed his hand on the side of the wall, alchemizing it so he could walk through it and through the room behind the guards----no professor in there, but at least he could get a jump on them.

Placing his hands on the door behind them he reached through and grabbed the two of them and ripped them through the door, alchemizing it to lock them in the cell.

"Hey! What the fuck, fuck's this shit what's going on?" Mick was bitching, as Cyrus had walked through the door and alchemized it shut again.
"I want you both to listen carefully, where is Charles Xavier, and where are the mutants guarding him. You have 10 seconds to answer me before I alchemize the oxygen in that room to turn to Nitrogen and kill you both. Do you understand?"
"Fuck you Freak."
"7...6.....5........4........3."
"You can't do this to us, we're people too." Todd spoke up, Cyrus pausing the countdown.
"You, come to the door. The one with the child, from Philadelphia."

Todd obliged.
Alchemizing the door again, Cyrus pulled Todd through, then sealed Mick back in.
"You should have been more like him." Cyrus spoke, snapping his fingers as the room filled with Carbon Dioxide, suffocating Mick within moments.
"You have a son, Correct?" Cyrus paused. "Don't make him miss out on having a father. You're going to tell me where the cell holding Xavier is."
"It's in the A Block. You need dual access to get in there though." Todd studdered a bit towards the end.
"No. I don't." Cyrus spoke, as he squeezed more on Todd's wrist, breaking it in a few places, Todd wincing a bit at the pain.
"Agh, What the hell was that for? I told you where he was." Todd reached for his wrist, as Cyrus used his free hand to grab his other wrist and place them against the door, Alchemizing a type of steel brace to hold him in place.

"I'm going into A Block, and if he isn't there, I am coming back and killing you. However if he is, I want you to promise me you will do whatever it takes to protect your son. From anyone who wishes him harm." Cyrus spoke, as he brought up the next point. "Who are the two Mutants guarding Xavier----what can they do?"

[GnomesAteMyCake]

"So here were are," Jing-Mei said with forced cheerfulness, her hands planted on her hips as she looked up at the gate. Her long hair blew around her face in the wind as she chewed her lip. "Did we even think of how we were supposed to get in? I mean, I know that Cyrus can change stuff into other stuff; maybe he turned the wall into water and swam right through. And Stacy's only a flying ball. She's not a problem."
Sighing, Jing-Mei turned her back on the white-house and scuffled her converses, which were yellow today, matching her nails and tank-top. "Well, this is stupid! We worked up the nerve to come here and now we can't get in! Just our luck, nothing's going our way resently, I can see-"

"Excuse me?" A voice said, cutting through Jing-Mei's rant and drawing all the attention of the group. A woman in a tour-guide outfit was stood a few feet away, looking at Jing-Mei with a mixed look. "Is everything okay?"
"Uh, yeah!" Jing-Mei said quickly, her cheeks flushing red as she stepped closer to her friends, suspecting Vinn was trying his hardest not to laugh at her. "We're just a little upset we missed the tour."
"Oh, don't worry!" She said brightly, looking less worried and more interested now that the group were customers. "The tour starts in 10 minutes! I can get you all into the group if you like, I think there's still space."
"Thanks!" Jing-Mei said with equal brightness, but was inwardly working out how much it was going to cost to get them all on the tour. "I'll be right back," she grumbled, following the beckoning woman to give her the money that they now owed her. Still, at least they now had a way into The White House.

[Vale]

After a few more Guards met their untimely deaths, Cyrus had managed to find his way to the A Block of the Prison Cells.

"Miss me Dear?" A voice crackled behind Cyrus.
"Of the times for you to show up Stace, you pick now?"
"I couldn't let you have all the fun. I've been scouting. The energy levels in this room are off the charts, and they've been suppressing Xavier's mutant powers all along. That's how they've hidden him from people like Davean, and Myself, As well as all the other telepaths trying to find him." Stacey fizzled and cracked.

Normally Cyrus would be extremely disheartened by it, but he had come to get used to Stacey's etherium form.
"I want you to channel the energy of the next room into me, I should be able to use stronger Alchemy if you're charging me as well Stace." Cyrus spoke, trying to piece together what was left of any laws of physics left for him to break.
"Alright, but heads up...Something about the mutants in the next room doesn't quite fit with me. You saw one, he's one of the ones who captured Xavier to begin with, the other....his energy is always shifting, I'm...I don't know how strong they are." Stacey seemed sad.

"It's fine Stace, stay in your passive form, and just charge me. I'll be able to hold my ground, at least enough to free Xavier and have him help out as well." Cyrus spoke, his eyes still in that strange ophidian form.

Cyrus placed his right hand on the door and dispersed the metals used in the door, keeping them changing state so he could manipulate it quickly in case he needed some matter to transmute.

"It's been quite awhile." Cyrus spoke, walking into the room where Snow was sitting back, and another Mutant against the wall facing the door. "Snow, wasn't it?"

[Aubs]

Nora had been presently surprised on how they’d gotten into the White House. She didn’t expect it to even have been as easy as it had happened, none of them did. After the guide had approached Jing, Nora had been somewhat suspicious about the whole thing, but she didn’t know how to think about it. Here they had arrived at the destination on time to be approached by a guide minutes later. It just didn’t seem right. Nora took it as her just over-analyzing the situation at hand. There was something far more important to take care of.

Okay guys, Nora announced as they finally made it to their group. Keep a look out for anything suspicious, I’m going to try to search throughout this place to see if I can get a clue to where the Professor is being hidden. If I get information, I'll let you guys know immediately. She tucked a long strand of her platinum blonde hair behind her ears, blinking slowly. Her eyes flashed fluorescent white, which meant her powers had been in work. She allowed her mind to take over her body. She’d been practicing this for a couple of weeks, but it was nowhere near perfected.

I need to find something. Anything. Where are you Professor?!

[Aubs]

Janelle played with her hair, as Snow glanced over at her. Neither of them had even bothered to look over at the now unconscious Xavier. She had been somewhat bored since being hired by the President. The only thing keeping her attention had been one thing and one thing only… the money. She had every intention of staying employed for the cash, so she was going to do whatever it took to get it. If it meant watching some old, bald professor she was going to do it. There just needed to be something entertaining to do to pass the time. She crossed her legs and playfully winked back over at Snow. She gently placed a finger against her lips, she enjoyed toying with men’s fantasies. She had made an occupation out of it for the past three years.
“You like what you see, huh?” She stood, slowly making her way over to the man seated across from her. She’d taken off her leather jacket and began a little peep show. Not even an arm’s length away, Janelle’s clairvoyance kicked in once again ruining the moment.

~From the figure’s point of view, Janelle saw him using an ability to evaporate a large metal door before entering the room. She then saw herself and Snow, before hearing the figure talk and question Snow. The voice hadn’t been a familiar one for Bane, which caused her to wonder a little. This guy couldn’t possibly have been an ally of theirs. What she wished she would have seen was a face at least to identify the figure and his power.~

After the vision, her eyes immediately panned over to the large metal door. She felt the presence of two other beings slowly approaching. “Get ready,” Janelle whispered quietly. “Shit’s about to get real any time from now. I just don’t –“

“It’s been quite a while.”

It was the voice! Janelle looked over and saw a beast like creature. Her mind clicked as her eyes flashed once more.
Hmmph, Dr. Cyrus Treybore, eh? She thought, getting personally acquainted to the couple without having uttered a word. So he’s a doctor? Interesting.

“Snow, wasn’t it?”

Janelle placed her hand against her hip and glared at the mutant. She knew he’d been there for Xavier. If he wanted the man though, he was going to have to have to fight for him. Janelle felt a slight tingling sensation throughout her the palms of her hands and her fingertips. She knew that within the second he attacked, things would get a little poison-y between herself and the doctor. Was his chemical touch as deadly as her poison though?
"This might take a while, Snow. He isn't exactly an easy opponent." She continued to look over to Cyrus. "Just so you know, we aren't either.

[Vale]

"You act as if there is a contract between wolves and men, well....woman for you Miss...." Cyrus spoke, as his eyes stayed in their Fenrir shape. "It seems that the human was right, before things get....heated, allow me the answer to this question---why is it that you serve the Humans? They do not understand what it is you're going through. They speak of amnesty, of "making exceptions" for you two, but know this....I was offered Amnesty by the President, when they found out my intentions, however the moment I agreed, and fulfilled my purpose---they sent other mutants to try and kill me." Cyrus spoke, the atoms around him moving quickly, almost invisibly. "Needless to say it pained me most of the time when I had to take a fellow Mutant's life." Cyrus spoke, crossing his arms. "I am not here for your lives---however I will not hesitate to finish you two here and now if you two don't help me." Cyrus spoke.

"Where is Xavier?"

[GnomesAteMyCake]

Jing-Mei nodded at Nora's in-mind instructions, and continued to walk along with the tour group, one hand gripping the strap of her bag a little tighter than nessessary, the other balled into a fist. She felt so on edge on entering the White House... though if it was she was reacting to the amount of Mutant Power in the air or because she was scared out of her mind, she couldn't tell.

"Uh Jing?" Vinn asked quietly, tapping her shoulder. "You okay, dude?"

"Hmm?" Jing-Mei jumped slightly, and turned to look at her surfer friend. She smiled, relieved, and shook her head. "Nothing to worry about, Vinn. It's all good. I'm just a little nervous, you know?" Shaking her dark hair from her face, she stood up a little taller. "Okay you guys, I'm guessing you all heard Nora; keep your eyes open. If you see anything, feel anything weird, then let us know and we'll ditch this tour. The sooner we get out of here and find the Professor the better," she muttered quietly.
"Excuse me? You're lagging behind miss!" A peppy voice said, and Jing-Mei looked up to see the tour-guide woman looking at them, smiling fakely at them. They were a few feet behind the rest of the group.
"Oh, sorry! It's just this...uh...painting, it's so facinating I wanted a better look!" Jing-Mei invented wildly, speeding up to catch the rest of the small tour group. The tour-woman nodded with a smile and turned (not before Jing-Mei saw the smug cow roll her eyes) to lead the way. Jing-Mei sighed and followed.

"Dude, you're the worst liar ever, you know that, Jing?" Vinn chuckled behind her, giving her a hearty slap on the back. "You know that painting was just some old dude staring into space, right?"

"Yeah, I know," she groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. "What should've I said? 'Oh sorry, we're just planning to run off to fight some angry, ass-kicking mutants that are hiding out somewhere in here to save our spokesperson so we can all have a better life? Because -oh, did I fail to mention it?- we're Mutants too?" Jing-Mei said shortly, trying to sound angry but nearly giggling.

"Woulda deffinately made things more interesting, dude."

"Shut up." Jing-Mei followed after the over-excited tourists, her senses straining to pick up any sign of Mutant power...but in all honesty, she had no idea what she was looking for. Better just to use a sense she could trust and use her eyes till Nora found something. The White House was only so big; Nora was bound to detect something sooner rather than later.
Yippee.