NORTHSTAR

I've overcome incredible odds. I've been hurt on so many planes that it is starting to feel like I was built to last. No matter what you throw at me, I'll break right through it. I'm not your WEAPON any more. It is time I take my own fate into my hands. The world may just be ready for NORTHSTAR

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Brrrrrrng~! Brrrrrrng~! That was most likely the sound of the other end. Laughing. Shuffling. Random curses. All these things were the symphony of noise behind him and his own jovial expressions added to the swelling of the sound. “Oo. Oo. Someone picked up~” Jean-Paul clutched the phone closer to his face as the crowd huddled around him. Mary Jane Girls were on in the background. “In my house~ Oo oo ooooo ooooooo, In my house~” The entire crowd bellowed in a sweet harmony of fun. What a time to be a young adult, thriving in a growing economy. Well, that’s what he had to put into perspective. 

“Hello, do you---,” He grew silent as he looked at the time. 3:00 am. How sweet was it going to be. He remember several students’ phone number to their room phones but he didn’t really know who he was calling. “So my ex-boyfriend, or whatever, showed up and I was wearing his leathers. And he went on to ramble about how he was leaving on a mission. He said he was going to be looking down from the sky--whatever that means.” Jean-Paul rolled his eyes and you could hear the light sense of irritation in his voice. “But, it doesn’t matter. I miss him just a little bit.” Laughter belted from his chest. I just wanted to call and tell you that your smile brightens the day and bananas. Oh my. Pancakes and bananas.” 

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Charles hoped today would be a good day. He actually took a nap for once, so he’d slept a least a bit before classes and even had a small bite to eat for once. It’d been days since he focused on himself and he was looking somewhat sickly, but he tried to cover it up with smiles. This morning, he washed his face three times to wipe away the tired look before he left his office. Then Betsy warned him they were coming, and his hope faltered for a split second.

Even though Erik announced it, he followed up with a message of his own. “Protect yourselves and your fellow classmates, but students if you don’t have to please do not engage.”

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“Well class, that about wraps it for the da--,” Jean-Paul paused, drawing his hands to his hips. His thumbs brushed against the internal curve of his pelvic bone just at the rounding of his thigh. He took a long inhale before he’d eventually sigh it out. Could there not be a distraction. The learning process was a very difficult thing and when it came down to the essentials of the Institute, possible threats weren’t taken lightly. “Children. I know we are just on the brink of discovering your intuition and brilliance, but this is not a drill.” The experimental pre-pubescent teens were a bit startled. Hell, uncertain even. He could see it in their eyes. While he was used to an older group, he never stopped caring about the generations after him. 

Eleven. That was the oldest child and each of them huddled the speedster. “Oof~” He’d blurt as his foot was trampled. Jean-Paul took the time to descend. Taking them all to the ground. They all took to the ground and he gestured toward the wall that was perpendicular to the exit. “Now. We have a few tk and some who can use elements. Concentrate really hard. I want you to seal yourselves in. Team lead will engage the life support. Support will make sure he gets there safely. If you are his booster, keep him steady. I will be back when this is all over. Do not engage. If you must escape the room, you know the drill.” 

Jean-Paul exits immediately, sealing them inside. He knew they were safer there than engaging an enemy or even a threat. [Engages Com-link] “Xavier...I need eyes. What’s going on up there?” 

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✿ w kevin ford

His name: Wither 

🌟 Under no circumstances does he allow the children to crowd Kevin. Jean-Paul understand the capacity of Kevin’s distance and he can’t help but desire to help the younger male. Unlike most of the encounters, Jean-Paul pockets his own emotions for the other. 

🌟Jean-Paul lets Kevin flock to his classroom during lunch breaks or study periods. He allows him his own corner while Jean-Paul dreads his red pen over dozens of assignments and weekly statements. 

🌟There is nothing more rewarding than seeing a smile peek through the darkness that seems to circle him. He empathizes with his lack of enthusiasm for his abilities and even goes as far as to state that, “Each of us have our flaws. Each of us struggle every day. It gets a little better. It gets a little worse. But it doesn’t mean you lose sight of what you desire out of life.” It usually ends with awkward staring and a soft sigh from the speedster. 

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                                    ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ  holds a grudge, 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓻, like I do

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