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Am I the only one who thinks there is something seriously wrong here? I mean look around. This school is practically a movie set - big stately manor on beautiful grounds with all the facilities a school full of teenagers could want. And of course everyone's so nice and friendly and they just want to help us mutants learn to use and control our powers...

I mean do you all watch movies? It's like the perfect setup for a horror flick. One of those where they discover that the seemingly perfect location is just cover for some sort of mad scientist's twisted experiments. With us as the victims, not the heroes.

I'm sure some of you are going to think I'm overreacting. But I've got one question. This is supposedly a super-swank, upscale private school. Even without the whole mutant thing, it should be costing thousands of dollars to go here. So how come this little chica from the inner city of San Fran's here? 'Cause my folks sure as shit can't pay.

And don't say it's out of the goodness of their hearts. Ain't nobody actually works like that.

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Doubtless, you've already received responses; some, I imagine, impassioned.

For what it's worth, while I can absolutely understand your skepticism, I must disagree on one point: there are, indeed, people who, in your words, work like that. Fewer than one might like, certainly, and sometimes misguided, but they do exist.

I wouldn't insult your intelligence or pride by telling you to simply discard your misgivings, but I would ask you to leave some room for the possibility that someone, occasionally, might hold to a higher, better standard, and that you might have the opportunity to meet such people, here.

I'm Alric Caelegart, by the way; a new student, myself. I'm sure I'll look forward to making your acquaintance.

People can try to hold to what ever standards they wanna proclaim. But the reality always falls short. And it's people like me who're left holding the pieces.

I'm Velma

A pleasure, Miss Velma.

I know well--thankfully, for the most part, through others' tribulations--the misfortunes we can face. As I said, I certainly wouldn't suggest you throw caution to the wind. Only that you keep an open mind.

I'm confident you'd concede that the Institute is a mostly unusual place, if nothing else, yes? If so, I recommend that you take that into consideration, and weigh it against your expectations. Perhaps experience suggests catastrophe, but I for one have seen already that this place is... unlike what I've experienced, before.

I hope you'll find yourself pleasantly surprised, Miss Velma.

No 'Miss', please.

I don't see why people think this school's so different from any other. Except that we're all mutants. It's just a school, with all the normal bullshit that implies

As you wish, of course.

To be perfectly honest, I can't make a direct comparison to other schools, myself. I learned exclusively from family and private tutors. So, to me, this place is special, because I can learn things I'd simply not have the opportunity to, elsewhere--and because I judge Professor Xavier to be a person of consummate intelligence, goodwill, and integrity. While I've not had a regular school experiences, I don't believe the same can be said for every school patron.

But I still believe we can be better, and that the Institute offers a unique opportunity to do so. Speaking for myself, I think it would be a shame to pass up even a chance at that opportunity simply to play it safe... but of course, I can speak only for myself.

Oh, that makes more sense.

See, some of us haven't had fancy tutors and all that fancy stuff, so yea, this school seems just like every other I've been to. 'Cept no one gets to leave at the end of the day and we have'ta deal with the teachers 24/7.

Pardon me for not jumping for joy

Indeed? I confess, I'm surprised, but perhaps the schools here are far better than I'd been made to understand. If I'd known every school is like what I've seen here, but with greater freedoms, I'd surely have simply gone there and forgotten about the tutors entirely. Perhaps I begin to understand.

Oh. Well. I mean this place does have nicer facilities than some. But it's still a school. And the nicer facilities are just part of what make me suspicious. 'Cause this kinda swag costs money. And no one gives this kinda charity to people like me

[He can certainly satisfy himself with even as small a retreat as that.]

An understandable concern. It's good to have a skeptical friend on hand. Keeps you grounded. Once again, though, I'll counsel keeping a corner, at least, of an open mind. If such generosity's as impossibly rare as you suggest, it would be a shame to miss it when it happens.

Do you always talk like that?

Apologies for the confusion, but, talk like what?

Like you're giving some sort of formal presentation.

Oh. Sorry. But, yes, rather. I was raised for what most people would regard as formality, and... let's say I've found it a good habit to maintain.

It kinda makes you sound stuffy though. Or snobby.

Oh? Well, I am certainly sorry to give that impression. As I was raised, it's a preferable risk beside being inappropriately familiar or outright rude. Also, texting wasn't quite so much of a "thing," at home.

Oh. Guess that makes sense. Don't think it's quite so necessary here.

The understanding's appreciated, of course. I'll see what I can do, but old habits, and so on. It's not the first time I've noticed this peculiarity of American individualism, but I confess, I've yet to get the hang of it.

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