The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning

[The fact that this is a video post is largely because Souji thinks it’s a great idea, which is why he’s fumbling with turning the camera on, and why he’s the one looking in no way awkward.

Melinda is the other person.

Souji meanwhile waves happily at the camera now he’s flopped down next to her.]

So! There were a couple of things we wanted to bring up. The first is kind of to the teachers…

[He gives Melinda a gentle nudge, as if to see if he can prompt her into speaking. Melinda nudges him back, though not quite as gently, before giving a halfhearted wave.]

Yeah, um, we’re not really ready for the whole X-Men teams in training thing, [Understatement of the year.] but we’d still like to spar, and stuff, and we think it might be good if we had some kind of teacher there. When we do. [She trails off and looks over at Souji. She’s managed some talking, and would very much prefer to be put out of her misery right about now.

Souji takes the hint, certainly not wanting to push Melinda too hard, so he nods and picks up from there.]

Also, I guess we’re not really club people, but we thought maybe we could make an Anti-Club Club? That’s to say, we’ll meet regularly and hang out without actually being a club, and if anyone wants to join they can not be in a club with us too! [This is the most backwards idea in the history of ever, but he doesn't seem to notice.]

So, there will be board games and video games and crafty stuff in the common room closest to the girl dormitories on Tuesdays, and probably Saturdays too. [A beat.] But no pillow fights. Or any throwing of anything at all, actually. [Melinda emphasizes this point by shaking her head, managing to look horrified and on the verge of laughing at the same time.]

Because you don’t want me to kill you, right? Okay, bye~!

[This video feed suggests that the subject of it is not used to messing around with web cameras much, since he keeps leaning out of the picture at times, tilt his head the wrong way so his face can't be seen behind his hair, and occasionally achieves an odd angle by jostling it, but at least he's making a spirited attempt.

Some people might possibly recognize his face from before the Phoenix Incident, since he practically grew up at the Institute from the age of eleven or twelve or so, before disappearing during all that temporal nonsense happening. But the thing about that...]

Hello everyone! My name is Oki- Souji Okita. [Western name order, you're weird. And yes, there's a definite hint of a Japanese accent there, but his speech doesn't seem halted by it at all.]

I have been told that some people might recognize me here, because I've been here before - that's what they say. [He smiles brightly, shrugging.] But I can't actually remember that! So please just treat me like any other new student. [Spoken lightly enough, but there is a hint of a plea there.]

I realize that this might seem a bit odd, but I'm just starting high school here - as far as I recall, I guess you could say I missed out on that. I know I'm a bit old- [Well, yes, he looks like he's around twenty or so] -but I hope we will all get along anyway.

Oh, and another thing... [He looks down at the clothes he's wearing, which look a bit too big and kind of awkward on him, suggesting they might be borrowed.] I arrived here without clothes. I've been given some money to get new ones, so I was wondering if maybe someone would like to tag along and go shopping? It could be a bit more fun than going alone.

...not that I think I could go alone anyway. I suspect I'm going to need at least one teacher escort. Someone who knows how to fight, probably.

[Well, that didn't sound ominous or anything. But Souji just waves and, after some trial and error, manages to terminate the feed.]