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ooo I really like this idea! I'd totally want to be apart of it if we do it! c:

Maria's form tense a bit more as the man seemed to disregard her suggestion completely. She bit on her lip as she thought about what else she could do to convince this man he was in the wrong even though that was a lie. "I'm not quite so sure they are, sir." She knew it was probably pointless to insisting he saw nothing but if she didn't try she would felt as if she should have later. Though, this entire situation would probably bother her later. She had done well over the years to only have a few know what she could do, but each time someone found out she always felt rather anxious and this certainly was no exception. Perhaps it was foolish of her to keep trying to practice when she should be trying to blend in with humans. Yet, even if she wanted to try to hide it she knew a part of her would always long to feel her power, to be able to manipulate nearly any plant she came into contact with. Her job certainly didn't help with that part that wanted her to be able to use her talent freely.

"And why should I believe you?" Fear was a good word to use it was something she certainly felt. It wasn't fear from this man exactly but what could happen. Of what could happen to her life if anyone else was to find out about her abilities. The small life she had become somewhat content with could easily disappear. Humans simply didn't accept mutants that much she understood even if she hadn't dealt with to much of the hate personally she had seen enough of it. She gave the man a curious look with his next words it seemed to her he was telling her he was a mutant as well. Before she could utter a single word in question if her assumption was true or not he revealed his own power to her. Her expression changed to slight awe as his glassed moved into the air before he placed them in his pocket.

It was only after this display did Maria's tense form relax slightly. She was still uncertain but she didn't fear as much as she had before. She still wouldn't be to open about her own abilities she would admit what she could do but they were still in a park where anyone could come by. The last thing she wanted was for someone to catch on to what she could do even if it was by accident. Now that she wasn't so tense and anxious about exposure she noticed he did seem to speak calmly perhaps hoping to ease her own troubles about him finding her out even if it was by accident. She was quite for a few moments before answering the man. "Maria." 

She considered the man since she did feel a bit more comfortable she did have a question in return for the man. "Why did you decide to approach me?" She felt that was a fair question she may or may not get an answer. She hadn't exactly been very forthcoming herself about anything. So she would certainly understand if he chose not to answer her. "It is a bit odd to approach someone in the middle of the night. Don't you think?" She was curious about him and as to why he here in the first place. She had lived in this town for several years now and she didn't not recognize his face. Though, this city was fairly large it would be probably impossible to know everyone. He could have lived here or he could be simply passing through. She wasn't curious enough about that to really question him, but did want to know why he decided to even talk to her.

"Well." Maria paused for a moment as she considered the question. Did she have full control of her powers? She liked to think she did even if she didn't practice often. Despite where she worked it was still around humans and she couldn't really use her powers here of all places. It certainly wouldn't be the wisest choice. And while she felt she had full control of her powers, to an extent, it was not mastered not by far. But it was something that could constantly improve she imagined it was true for any mutant no matter the power. They could always learn more control, learn more about their power. Or at least that is what she believed. "I can control my power for the most part." She felt confident with that statement if she didn't she certainly wouldn't be working here for quite obvious reasons. "But it is something that can always be improved upon."


As for who would be delivering the flowers, well, not that she knew exactly where they were going it would probably be best if she did deliver them personally. There were other employees to be sure but to go to a school for mutants she would much rather volunteer than anyone else go. "It would probably be best if I was the one to deliver the flowers, yes." Although that in itself didn't exactly mean she would stay long. Did she really want to attend the school again? It wasn't something she had exactly considered before and for the moment was fairly content with how things were. It was a bit tempting, to be honest, here she was so limited with what she could really do. Whereas with the school she was surrounded by others like her who were uniquely gifted. She wouldn't have to hide what she could as much as she did here. "It is something to consider that is for certain." She didn't want to say yes or not quite yet but she would consider it.

Oh, wow I love your understanding of Charles! It's really neat to see how people interpet characters and have great understandings of them c: The examples were really good too! 


This seemed harder than I thought it would be to pick a certain category for a character. I think for the moment I'm torn between Lawful Good and Lawful Neutral. I don't see her as someone who would want to willingly break rules/laws and would probably be a bit hesitant. But at the same time she may if given a certain situation. I guess I'm still kinda trying to figure her out ab it? Of course, this could change over time since people do change it's all together possible. I don't see her being to selfish so I doubt she'd fit the evil/chaotic category very much. I think with just starting out she'd be more Lawful Good than anything and overtime may become some sort of neutral category or something completely different -- who knows! I guess I'll just figure that out as I figure out more of her story. 

The moment the words reached Maria's ears she quickly stood up spinning around to face the man who spoke. She kept one hand behind her back slowly willing the flowers back to their original shape hoping to not cause anymore attention to herself, but she had a feeling it was a wasted attempt. She eyed the man curiously there was enough light from the lampposts to give her a good idea of what he looked like. However, what caught her off guard was his sunglasses it was in the middle of the night, after all, who in their right mind would want to wear sunglasses? Unless one was blind perhaps the only thing that prevented that assumption was he had seen what she could do. That completely wiped that theory out of the way.

She consider her options she could simply turn and leave but the man could very well follow intent on proving what he had seen true. She didn't know if he was human or mutant and she wasn't sure she wanted to know. The less she interacted with this man who had seen what she could do the better. She resisted sighing before attempting to reply perhaps she could make him leave her alone on his own. "I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about." She'd rather act clueless, even ignorant if she could, for the moment. She always wanted to hide what she was, what she could do. It was safer. She had seen to much negativity to many people that wouldn't accept. Besides this was a public park while she was certain no one else may be out here at this hour she would rather be safe, practical. Even if someone else who she didn't know came by she did work and live here they could come across her again. Depending on what this man said it could expose what she could do in some way. No matter how friendly seeming this man in front of her seemed she would not risk exposing herself. Besides, what was he doing out in this hour? A question better not asking it could easily be turned on here and she wasn't sure she could answer it.

As she overlooked him once more she titled her head slightly crossing her arms in front of her. "Besides how could you possibly see anything?" She remarked her eyes focusing on the darken glasses he wore. "It's in the middle of the night and you are wearing sunglasses." Unless he had some kind of super eye sight it was possible he couldn't see things clearly. "They are clearly messing with your vision." It may have been a bit of a weak attempt but it was better than nothing or walking away. In either case he could have followed or make it more obvious what she had been doing. One of the main reasons she stayed and it could have bothered her, even worry her, that this man knew something about her she didn't want anyone to really know. Or at the very least not comfortable with him knowing. There were exceptions to this, of course, those she had met in the school years ago certainly and not many outside of that.

Ah, there really are just so many wonderful characters! I love all the ones you mention too! Each character just has such interesting talents and stories I suppose that's another reason I just enjoy xmen so much c: 


I looked at the wikipedia page and according to that there is four seasons. That's a lot more than I thought there would be! My internet is to slow to load videos so I doubt I could watch them on Hulu or even youtube if they were on there. But perhaps someday I'll get the chance!

I use to watch this show all the time with my brother when it was on tv! I remember it being a show I absolutely love but oddly can't remember that much about it? I know Nightcrawler was my favorite and that show is probably why he is still my favorite xmen character. 

I would lovee to rewatch it sometime especially to see the scene you described that sounds great cx And to see how cheesy it was I imagine it'll be quite a different experience watching it now as opposed to when I was a child.

"We have a bit more of a selection out back." Maria gestured toward a door located in the back while moving to walk toward the woman again. She'd wait and see if the woman would like to look before she escorted her there. "We don't have to many exotic plants but you are more than welcome to look." She could understand how it may be difficult to pick out the perfect plant for a specific person, but the thought in the end is what mattered hopefully. It depended on how old these students were and how appreciated of they were of such gestures.  "We can perhaps attempt to find any specific plants you are interested in." Though, that may take time sometimes exotic plants weren't the easiest of plants to keep around. Different locations meant different climates, temperatures, rainfall there was always a lot to consider.

She smiled at the introduction easily taking her hand. "Ashni is an interesting name." She commented hoping that hadn't been very rude. She hadn't strayed to far from where she now lived and it always interested her to meet others from all sorts of other places. Some even all the way across the world in countries she may never actually visit. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Maria Coleman." As she let her hand drop to her side she raised an eyebrow curiously upon hearing just where this woman had worked. It was a familiar name one she had been a student of many years before it had disbanded. She suppose it should be no surprise that it was back and running it was actually very nice to know it was. She did wonder when this had occurred, though, she decided to chose her words very carefully she didn't want to make any assumptions just yet. "I've heard of that school before." She decided to leave it at that for the time being.

The crisp night air played lightly with Maria's hair as she walked down the rather deserted street. It had become something of a ritual, a habit in a way for her to stay out late ever so often at last once a month. If she was lucky sh may try every couple of weeks, though, there were times she could go two or three months between these little exercises. She normally made it in the middle of the week on Wednesday where they would be the least amount of people out and about for this outing of hers. On these nights she was more aware of those around her, though, it wasn't out of fear it was simply to make sure no one would notice her. It was probably a bit odd for a lady to be out so late but she didn't much care. This routine often reminded her of when she was much younger, a teenager, sneaking out for this very reason.

She was well aware the negativity those with 'special talents,' as she liked to call it, or powers, abilities, there were many different terms she had heard. Even names she had heard, though, some she would not like to repeat or even think about they could be rather... cruel in a way. Mutant. That was the official term they were called. She did a good job at keeping her special talent a secret from everyone. There were a few who knew about it but the mast majority of those were mutants as well so she felt it wasn't quite so bad. Some she kept in contact with, but overall she had in a way distances herself from most. Not quite on purpose but simply events that had occurred people move, places close up, so many things that could occur in one's life for people to become distant, unfamiliar, and even changed.

A smile easily came onto her lips as she approached the entrance to the park. It was dimly lit there were a few lights spaced out in an almost random order but there was more than enough places that didn't appear to have any light out. The moon wasn't very full either preventing much light to grace the ground below it. For the first few minutes she entered she followed the worn out trail her eyes glancing around curious if anyone else was about. As with most nights there didn't appear to be anyone, but she liked to be certain. Her arms moved back and forth slightly as she walked with a slightly excited bounce to her steps. She was dressed rather simply a plain blouse and jeans. 

Once she felt comfortable and rather certain no one was around she began to walk off the trail, though, still slightly worried that there could be someone here she didn't do anything right away. Slowly she walked toward a large tree her hand lightly grazing the trunk feeling it's tough bark. Trees were not something she could move easily and only a very little. Perhaps if she actually practiced with trees she could improve that aspect slightly. She could feel the deep roots directly under her feet the tree felt healthy, hydrated. It was something she could often tell with plants if she focused, after all, if they weren't hydrated or ill in some way she couldn't move them as she could a healthy one. Her hand dropped her her side as she walked past the tree her eyes focusing on the smaller plants: flowers, vines, grass. Those that she could easily manipulate to her will, well, if she was close enough she could. She did have a limit to how far she could reach out to plants.

She bent down slightly her eyes bright as she focused on a few flowers that were planted evenly spaced clearly made to look this way.  She allowed her hand to graze the petals of one particular flower the petals were soft, colorful, and most importantly healthy. She moved her hand very smoothly allowing the flower she was focused on the grow, become larger. She knew there was a limit to how large these smaller plants could become but often she pushed that limit. It was an interesting control and, of course, if she wanted she could control many plants at once. A smile graced her lips as she stood up bringing her other hand out in front of her as she concentrated on the group of flowers, as well as a couple weeds and blades of grass, allowing them to grow together. This was something she missed, something she felt deprived of, and something she always had to hide. Even if she worked with plants nearly everyday she couldn't do this freely. She always had to make it look like a slight breeze had moved the plants rather it was fully bloomed flowers or small blades of grass. She could rarely do anything beyond that even if she had learned years ago just what she was fully capable of. There were, of course, exceptions times when she had no choice but to use her talent but she did try to avoid those as much as possible. She was often torn between wanting a normal, human life and a life were she could do this freely as she was now.