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[toycommander]

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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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[knighterrantofthedragon]

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.

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[toycommander]

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

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[knighterrantofthedragon]

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.