The X Factor {RP}

[Silent_Wolf]

"I'll remember that next time." X_x

[Miranda_]

"Places like this don't get much government funding, so it's not surprising. The government probably spends more money trying to find out why mutants are being born, or something."

[Silent_Wolf]

"Don't see why they'd care, there can't be that many of us."

[Miranda_]

"They think we're dangerous." The children at the orphanage were not allowed to read newspapers, but every evening they had to watch the six o'clock as it was educational. "There are people who want every mutant to be listed on a register, or even locked up."

[Silent_Wolf]

"It's not like we're all dangerous. Okay, I've got issues with fire, but as long as I keep myself calmed down I'm fine." O_o

[Miranda_]

Paul stared at the table. "I could be, if anyone tried to hurt me."

[Silent_Wolf]

Nyx flicked the fork on her plate. "..."

[Miranda_]

*later*

All the children had to gather in the refectory in order to watch the six o'clock news, which was projected on to a white screen. The tables were cleared away, to be replaced by chairs. Paul sat at the back, which was his usual place; he didn't want to sit anywhere where people had the chance of looking scornfully at him. No-one ever bothered him if he sat at the back.

[Silent_Wolf]

Nyx was walking to one of the other chairs in the back, but she was tripped up by one of the nastier kids; her goggles flew off and skittered across the floor. Oh son of a.

[Miranda_]

They slid under a chair; Paul ducked down to retrieve them, silently daring any of the kids to try and stop him. None of them did, tho a few flipped paper darts at him.