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Dec. 6th, 2011 06:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
neededforgerEames had been at the mansion long enough to have made friends. At least, in theory. The reality was that he wasn't really a social creature, he liked people well enough, but most other mutants had a problem with him. Namely: if they were within arm's reach of him, he shut down their powers, that was his own inherent power, he could nullify anyone within a certain radius.
Most of the other so-called 'students' steered clear of him for just that reason, though there were a few who didn't mind it enough to actively avoid him, of course, they also knew better than to actually touch him, at least not for long, he usually warned them away from that. He'd left more than one person a vegetable before he'd found Xavier's, and while he still couldn't touch people for long, he was at least learning to reposition the dead zone around himself.
Right at that particular moment he was perched on the back steps, leaning against the railing and enjoying a cigarette and a quiet moment, squinting out at the expanse of snow blanketing the back acreage, knowing that it would be torn up and muddied and stomped to slush before midafternoon.
Most of the other so-called 'students' steered clear of him for just that reason, though there were a few who didn't mind it enough to actively avoid him, of course, they also knew better than to actually touch him, at least not for long, he usually warned them away from that. He'd left more than one person a vegetable before he'd found Xavier's, and while he still couldn't touch people for long, he was at least learning to reposition the dead zone around himself.
Right at that particular moment he was perched on the back steps, leaning against the railing and enjoying a cigarette and a quiet moment, squinting out at the expanse of snow blanketing the back acreage, knowing that it would be torn up and muddied and stomped to slush before midafternoon.
