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@magistramagnetismi
So...does anyone know how to take care of cats?
I’m usually more of a dog person but he sure is…cute. I’ll have to give him that. Oh, he’ll love the attention of beautiful ladies. He seems to be a real diva.
Well, all animals are cute in my opinion. but yeah, I'm a cat girl. Diva, huh? Well, either way he's still such a cutie.
He nods, he could understand the sentiment fully. Technically he had two dads, genetically speaking at least, and one of them was Lex Luthor, a topic he despised speaking about.
"I can respect that. Don’t worry. I know what it’s like to not want to talk about a parent."
Lorna gave a small sigh of relief, and a small smile of appreciation. Honestly, the amount of people who didn't think about what they were saying and how it may come across before they said something was astonishing.
"Thanks, not many people do. And I apparently need a sign or a badge to get the message across."
So...does anyone know how to take care of cats?
I kinda just stopped a bunch of teenagers from drowning one.
No, but I can fawn all over them. They're kind of adorable.
Conner is certainly impressed by the display of powers, and as a result he takes her hand and gives it a firm handshake. “Conner,” he offers, casting her his trademark smile.
"Superboy, just so we’re clear here. And I take it you’re Magneto’s daughter?"
Lorna offered a small smile back, though nothing quite as passionate. Smiling perhaps wasn't one of her strong suits, no, she was far better at looking superior than others in the most condescending fashion.
"Unfortunately, yes. Though that's not really any sort of appropriate name, either Lorna or Polaris. Or any nickname from the two of them. But just, nothing to do with my dad. Ever, alright?" She needed a very, very large sign that said not to mention her father. To Lorna, it was as much of a sin as asking if her hair was fake.
All-New X-Factor #3
"Prettttty sure it isn’t, but I’ll let it slide this once." Conner winks at her before he extends his TTK field to help her lift the locker back into place. He know’s he shouldn’t, and that she might get offended, but it was the right thing to do.
When asked to help Conner nods, “Yeah, I can do that.” Rather than let his TTK field diminish he allows it to increase, just enough to freeze the locker in place. “Want me to weld it?”
Lorna shook her head firmly, she didn't need anybodies help, let alone a mans help in doing something quite as simple as a bit of bonding of metal together. Honestly, if she let men do all the work they might as well stop calling her the mistress of magnetism.
"No, it's quite alright." Lorna replied, making a small flicking gesture with her hands. Within an instant the bonds that she had snapped (by accident) had reformed. "I am quite capable of a bit of DIY every now and again." Stepping back to admire her handiwork, she held a hand out. "I'm Lorna by the way, and your name would be?" She felt the need to introduce herself, apparently not many here managed to keep up with mutant politics.
"Tactile, not tactic. It allows me to extend the aura I project around me to lift or control things. I could extend it to you right now because you’re close and I could prevent you from moving. Or I could lift you into the air. It’s pretty easy, but I feel it more than I picture it with my mind." Conner watches her move the locker and he’s a bit in awe of it all.
"Yeah, that's what I said ... Kind of." Lorna offered a meek smile and a small, one shouldered shrug. "Though that sounds pretty cool, and complicated really, but mostly cool. Not really as complicated as trying to explain magnetism, not without a few degrees in geophysics at least." Once the locker was successfully hoisted into the slot where it should normally be she turned to the nameless boy, "Mind holding that there for me, Stranger?" And that was a cringe-worthy ploy to find out his name.
"Oh nice, I’ve got tactile telekinesis."
"Tactic telekinesis, huh? So what exactly does that entail?" Lorna asked, lifting some of the locker back into it's 'normal position magnetically, just to inspect the damage and what not.
Tim laughed picked up the door of the locker. “I could ask Superboy to fix it. Even Superman if I can get a hold of him.”
Lorna shrugged, "Wouldn't that make, like, more of a scene?" She brushed her verdantly coloured hair to the side before continuing, "Besides, if you hold it still I could probably weld the hinges together."
"Who? The other kids?" He shrugged, rubbing his neck. "I don’t know. I guess it depends."
"Staff was who I was mostly referring to," Lorna scratched the back of her head, she could probably fix it. ... Maybe, somehow. "Depends? You think if I stick, like, a massive poster over it no one would see?"
"Oh like telekinesis? I have a version of that too."
"Electromagnetism, actually."
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"Yeah … that could prove problematic."
"Do you think they're going to notice?" She asked, kicking the wreckage with the heel of her shoe.
"So there’re strong chicks here too then? Sweeeeet."
"Oh, no. I'm not strong, I--uh, ripped it out ... with my mind?"
Cass didn’t bother to answer and kicked a teacher away with a satisfying crash. She didn’t bother stopping, going right in the fray until she was surrounded by fallen teachers. She was breathing hard, and looked around confused-was it a test? A simulation? What the hell was going on?
"Why are they…? What’s going on?" She managed to get out, her tone strained and clearly befuddled.
Lorna blew a stray strand of verdant hair away from her face as a ball, of what used to be a computer, smashed into a stray teachers face before floating back into Lorna's hands. The strain of overusing her powers was beginning to show ever so slightly in the paleness of her skin, but as if she was going to let that bother her.
"Who knows? Seriously, who does. If I don't die finding them Im going to hit them with something heavy and blunt till they explain this." She replied over the sound of groaning metal.
Flashback || Pre-Amazo Arc
Matt allows himself to laugh a little, though simply at the joke she had made and not at her. “Don’t worry, if we’re going with that then I’m on my 10th bad year in a row.” He shrugs, “But I prefer to stay optimistic, it’s much more fun than being a pessimist. Don’t you agree?”
There’s a devious grin that materializes across Matt’s lips. “Well, it’s sorta hard to explain. In a way I’m like Spider-Man, yet so much better. But I’m also like that Nightwing guy, but obviously way more attractive and with a much better rear.” He picks up a chopstick from his lunch and twirls it in his fingers. “I’m also pretty darned fearless, so I won’t be afraid of your dad when I take you out to dinner. Oh and this,” in one fluid motion the chopstick leaves it’s oscillating orbit and pierces the skin of the apple to the core.
"I’m blind but I’m not impaired."
Lorna shrugged, "Being a realist is the best, don't build yourself up and don't knock yourself down. It was my uncle's motto. I'm not quite sure how good advice that is, he got hit by a car." Despite the grim afterthought, she spoke in a quite upbeat tone. Her uncle, or adopted dad as he really should be called, was absolutely fine other than a bruised pride. "He's fine though, the guy who hit him got sued but that was it."
If she wasn't worried about causing a scene in the middle of the canteen, she would of gave him a hearty round of applause, but she was new and not comfortable being noticed yet so she lightly clapped her hands together at the display of chopstick throwing. "That is pretty darn impressive, being more attractive than a bunch of other guys is certainly a handy super power " She joked with a light smile, which didn't really last that long. Apparently she was going to need a badge that said that she was not a scene kid and her biological father was a difficult subject. "You might be further impaired if you do ever try and take down my father, however." She stated, somewhat bitterly.
"--I just wanted to open my locker, not rip it out of the structure ..."
