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Post by CAPTAIN AMERICA on Jun 10, 2011 23:54:57 GMT 2
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say [/size][/font] Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more. [/size][/font] ---------------------------- After speaking to Charles Steve got the feeling that he had gotten the reaction from the man that he had wanted, they would be on the same side for the most part but at the end of the day this was a school and had to act like one. Steve on the other hand was a warrior, a proud one at that and he wouldn’t step out of a fight and would most commonly be on the front line of it as it took place. Not that Steve had bad feelings for the other man but at the same time Steve felt that the mutants should have been trained in some hand to hand combat and had offered to give a couple of lessons in the danger room. Steve was now waiting outside of the room in his full captain America regalia to see if anyone turned up.
---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son
Credit: Sammy
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Post by lockdown142 on Jun 11, 2011 0:12:12 GMT 2
Daemon walks up to the teacher. Captain America used to be just a myth to him. Although now he seems more of an idol to him. Hand to hand combat seems like a useful X-Man skill. "This is the hand to hand class, Correct?'' Daemon asks the teacher.
Daemon was sure of the answer. Although he was still unsure about most of the classes and rooms.
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Post by darklight on Jun 11, 2011 5:45:05 GMT 2
Nick entered the Danger Room, he'd been quite excited when he had heard that Captain America would be teaching a class, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Nick really needed to do something, it was daytime so usually only Sunrider would be polluting his thoughts with his own jaded voice, but through some miracle Darkside was also awake and adding his more carefree opinion to the mix, currently the two were arguing in French, while Nick/Darklight desperately tried to keep the two fragments of his personality, and his powers in check, a good Danger Room session was just what he needed.
Nick was the second student there, the first was the kid he'd met in the Gardens not too long ago.
"Hey I'm here for the class."
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Post by max on Jun 11, 2011 9:39:33 GMT 2
Max had just gotten back form training with cable class. he was covered in dust. At the last count he thought it was three building he had been put threw. Another student had quit, max did not see the point at quiting he could not be tired or worn down by any physical means and cable had already done a number on his mind once before. He saw some of the other students going in to the danger room. He wondered how the others were trained.
HE slipped in and stood at the back arms folded. he was stunned they had captain America a real home grown hero and who probably would not put his student threw a wall just because they could take it. well he was going to watch see how the others got on and how they were trained. If he did he would have some thing to compare his training to.
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Post by lockdown142 on Jun 11, 2011 15:38:13 GMT 2
Daemon moves to lean against the wall. He had met the one kid before, in the gardens. Although, He had no clue who the other was. "Wow, Captain America in his full suit! I feel underdressed!" Daemon remarks. After that, He pulls some marbles out of his pocket and levitates them. The marbles take turns doing jumps off his hand and floating around to the other side. He laughs at his own personifying marble trick.
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Post by catsgrin on Jun 11, 2011 17:33:33 GMT 2
Alessandra hummed softly to herself as she entered the Danger Room. While she was nonviolent herself it never hurt to learn how to use her power offensively. She slipped into the room quietly.
Sticking her hands in her pockets she brushed her hand lightly against the canteen of water that she had fastened on her belt. Her elemental control only allowed her to use water already present.
Some students were already there,as well as Captain America himself. Tightening her hands in her pocket she leaned against a wall and waited
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Post by CAPTAIN AMERICA on Jun 11, 2011 18:18:20 GMT 2
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say [/size][/font] Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more. [/size][/font] ---------------------------- Steve knew that he shouldn’t have expected a lot of students to want to go to a hand to hand combat session with himself but he had hoped that he had gotten a number of the students in the class because if he could see what a sample could do he could judge if Charles would need him to teach more of the students, after all Steve had just wanted to help the X men but he got the feeling that with them being children for the most part that Charles wouldn’t want them fighting but Steve understood that in war everyone had been expected to get involved, simply because of the fact that it was rare that there was an innocent within a war, it was often that you would think that you had been safe but then they had been expected to fight, such as the likes of Switzerland and Poland who hadn’t wanted to fight in the second world war.
As the room began to fill up Steve knew that he would have to say something to them and not have them think that he was a statue that didn’t speak. “It is nice to meet all of you,” he said “I am Steve Rogers better known as Captain America, professor Xavier asked me to take you for a hand to hand combat class to see how you are able to fight, depending on your abilities I could end up teaching a class here.”
---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son
Credit: Sammy
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Post by pyro2 on Jun 11, 2011 18:37:54 GMT 2
"Captain America, huh?" Pyro had just strolled into the Danger Room when Mister Superpatriot had started his little speech. He thought the name was pretty ridiculous and his tone of voice implied as much. Still, when he had heard that Xavier had invited this guy to give a combat class for the students, he couldn't resist to drop by.
Not that he really thought he'd need it, but first of all, nothing much was happening at the school otherwise. Despite Magneto's assurances that they would soon face a very powerful new enemy and had to work together for the good of mutantkind, his stay here had so far been supremely boring. No new enemy, only some old ones he had to be nice to now. Secondly, it couldn't hurt that a Brotherhood member was present to check out what these X-kids were actually capable of. Be it for the coming fight together of for later conflicts in the future.
"Cool name, you came up with that yourself?" he asked, approached the man and stretched out his hand. "I'm John, and I can't wait to learn from you..., Captain." He smiled, then looked at the other students that had assembled. Not one of them he had ever talked to before, but he'd pretty much seen them all in the last few weeks, just in passing. The girl was hot, he thought, and he walked over to stand next to her. "Hey, what's up", he said, then focussed on their 'teacher', curious what his plans for this class were.
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Post by max on Jun 11, 2011 20:32:29 GMT 2
Max was impressed he stood atthe back not saying anything. he flicked a bit of ruble of his shoulder . The man had not yelled or even thrown a punch this was so different from his classes with cable. His first class Cable had knocked some one out by now. He looked around most of the people would of been eaten alive in cable class. He was glad that not every one was geting thrown threw walls to prove a point.
He watched on some of them were getting in to this. Max thought he could take him. Cable had pointed out that max did not tire so he did not have finish a fight quickly if no one else was around. he been told there was no point in fighting fair because the enemy will use every dirty trick in the book.
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Post by lockdown142 on Jun 11, 2011 20:38:26 GMT 2
" Mr. Captain America, can we get started? I'm severely bored!" Daemon said as his marble trick grew faster and more impatient. "Are we going to practice with weapons? Because I have my own!" The marbles float into his pocket and he drops his duffel bag to the floor. Without touching the bag, it unzips and a huge array of knives drift out and onto the floor. Followed shortly by 10 razor sharp, brand new, hand crafted, 30 inch mid-evil inspired swords. "Shiny right?"
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Post by darklight on Jun 11, 2011 21:03:56 GMT 2
Hand to hand combat, sounded useful, though Nick had control over light and shadow what did he need with hand to hand combat, though Nick was sure it couldn't hurt to be able to fight without his powers. "So Mr Rogers lets do this" Interesting was the description Nick decided best described this next venture, it would be fun.
Darkside and Sunrider were still fighting, in fact it was getting a bit annoyingHey you two stop fighting and shut up. Nick yelled in French, inside Nick's head he wrapped Darkside and Sunrider up in a cocoon of their opposing element, and slammed them back into their closets, silence, Nick's mind was silent.
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Post by catsgrin on Jun 11, 2011 21:10:41 GMT 2
Aless had started to drift as she waited for the Captain to start class. Her eyes drifted partway shut as she leaned against the wall. It was cold,but that just made it all the easier to drift.
When voice spoke up right next to her,her eyes darted upwards to see who was talking to her. "Hello"She said softly,nodding her head to him.
Turning slightly she noticed that the class was moving slightly. She guessed that the Captain had said that class was about to start. Shaking her head slightly to wake up she smiled up at the boy next to her.
"I'm Alessandra. Aless,please"
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Post by CAPTAIN AMERICA on Jun 12, 2011 0:17:43 GMT 2
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say [/size][/font] Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more. [/size][/font] ---------------------------- Steve sighed, a lot of the students in the room seemed to believe that he had wanted to start straight away, not that he had wanted to not teach right now but the fact that they had had thought that there would be an instantaneous lesson had been something that had confused Steve because of the fact that Steve hadn’t tried to intend a lesson straight away he had simply been telling the students what had been the intentions of himself as a teacher but they hadn’t seemed to take it that way. Not that he had been about to complain about that, the fact that they had been able to take the lessons in a way that he had wanted to fight but at the same time he had wanted to learn more about his students first.
“It had been given to me by a government that I respect more than the one that has replaced them and yourself,” he said to the new comer “now you may know a lot about me however I know nothing about you, so introduce yourself and your powers.”
---------------------------- Lyrics: Kansas – Carry on my wayward son
Credit: Sammy
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Post by darklight on Jun 12, 2011 1:14:29 GMT 2
Nick headed over to the Captain as the rest of the class began to gather. He listened to what the captain had to say and decided, he'd be the first to talk "Name is Nick, or DarkLight your choice, I can create solid objects out of light and shadow." Nick hoped after the introductions were through the action would start, his two head guests were being quite the pain, they had just escaped from where he'd put them. Nick began to hum a French lullaby music usually calmed his mind.
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Post by max on Jun 12, 2011 9:27:54 GMT 2
Max thought it best to say some thing . "i am not here to take part sir i am here to watch thats all." he hoped he would not get pulled in to this he could crush some one head or some thing like that. he was however shocked this man cared about his students. Cable had read up on them he made a point of knowing what they did and had just jumped in to it. This man wanted to know them as people. Maybe all teacher were not as bad then he knew that deep down.
He wondered why was here really here watching this? was it to prove a point or some thing else. he pushed teh thoughts away out of his mind.
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