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[Hello, have a huge purple elf with metal dreads and a large mask on his face.]

Good evening, Xavier's! Guess who's back?

[His 'voice' is somewhat robotic and his hands move in ASL at the same time as his mask translates.]

Let me tell you, exploding houses and getting mistakenly kidnapped to the sewers is a really weird vacation. For those who do not know me, I'm Zian Mardovich, the school nurse.

[Have a little wave and a smile of giant shark teeth behind the mask. Yep, Grade A dork right here.

With the introduction done, however, he looks a bit more serious.]

I'm also here to lighten the load a bit for Dr. McCoy and the other medical staff. My healing abilities and supercharging of the immune system should come in handy to fight this virus. It is also part of why I've been gone for a while.

...please visit the nurse's office at your leisure for a boost and a checkup.

defibrillating

[Heyooo Institute guess who's back from his (much needed) break? This dork.]

Anyone who is joining an X-Team, please vamoose over to the nurse's office as soon as possible for a medical evaluation by me or Dr. Kobayakawa. Especially if you're under 18.

As awesome as it is to be a super hero, health is the most important thing. We'll sign you a waiver that you're fit for fight. Literally.

[After checking the date...]

...it's not an April Fools joke, by the way.

defibrillating

[Hello everyone, have a smiling medic in your feed this morning. He looks kind of exhausted despite his friendly grin.]

Valentine's day is coming up, and I hope everyone will be enjoying it! It's my first time not just seeing my parents celebrate it, so it will be nice to see all the happy couples.

For us singles, however, I'll be loading some action movies and comedies in the TV for the 14th so we can still have a nice time by ourselves. No need to be mopey about not having a date, watch Die Hard 5 and make fun of how old Bruce Willis looks instead!

[He might be a little mopey himself, hence drowning it in bad movies.]

As your school nurse, I must also remind you to practice safe sex. There are free condoms and dental dams in the nurse's office. While sexual relations between students is technically not allowed, I'd rather you guys be safe. I'll leave the punishments to the teachers.

[It's a wonder he can say all that when the poor man can't even get a hug without blushing his face off, normally. Medic Mode™ ]

defibrillating

So hey, what are your New Year's resolutions or goals?

[Yep, that's all. Shortest post ever.]

mutationsprice

[Now that he's finished moving his things into his room here and has had a chance to begin settling in, time to let the students know there's a new member of the faculty around.

However, since he's currently busy and doesn't want to show just what he's currently up to, though those with keen hearing might hear the noises typically created by a spinning wheel beneath his voice.]

Good Evening. My name is Mr. Gold, I'll be teaching Alchemy here within a few days. If you're interested in the subject, I'm willing to teach you of it.

To give you an idea of what I will be teaching, I'll be starting with exploring in detail the individual symbols that compose alchemical emblems and try to help my students develop the ability to analyse and read alchemical emblems. After that we'll go into different alchemical texts.

In addition to teaching, I can provide healing should it be required.

[Soon he'll be able to also provide potions, but he needs to locate a lab and acquire additional materials before he can produce those. Best not to mention those until he was capable of making and handing them out.]

I look forward to meeting those of you who'll be in my classes.

[And with that the audio ends.]

defibrillating

[The feed turns on, showing Zian in his room. It's fairly well cleaned with a load of comic books, other books and video games filling the shelf behind him. The medic looks around a little before appearing mildly confused, tapping the web camera until deciding it worked good enough.

Then he starts signing, his hands making gentle, precise movements while the translator in his mask turned the movements into spoken (if robotic) words.]

Hey, does anyone want to earn like a buck or two?

I need to find someone to go Christmas shopping for me. My parents usually did it, but since my dad died last year I can't exactly ask my mom to go buy her own present. It wouldn't feel right.

...obviously I can't go shopping, myself.

deadlyjuliet

[A relatively new face to the Institute, Grell's been stuck watching training videos about how to manage academic offices. It's been boring. So boring. Once the videos were over, though, the real work started and the new office lady(?) has realized something very important.]

To those in the student body who are organizing new clubs, first let me applaud you on your enthusiasm. Everyone should learn from your excellent example. Second, please allow me to remind you to turn in your bloody forms. I am not chasing you down because it's absolute murder on the legs to run in heels, and a lady should never be required to run anywhere that doesn't hold handsome rewards for her. If you force me to chase after you, you will not enjoy it. Are we clear? Wonderful. I expect tardy forms in by the end of the week.

As for the staff and faculty, please do me a pretty little favor, hm? I seem to have misplaced a bottle of polish - rose red - when watching one of your classes. If any of you have seen it, do be a dear and return it? I have a special reward to any handsome prince who brings it back to me.

[Which is to say, she left a bottle of polish in most male teachers' classrooms so she has a reason to talk to them all. Huehuehue.]

friendofdorothy

Where does one go if one is having...power trouble? Besides to march myself straight over to the nearest mutant registration camp, to register my new power, as I've been told I should by certain people on campus who will eventually thank me for leaving them anonymous for one reason or another.

theveilisin

My dear fellow students and esteemed staff members, can you possibly imagine what it's like to finally have the wealth of the entire internet to explore, after only every having access to what you could call the abbreviated version?

[Well, that is certainly a way of introducing yourself. Luvander is straddling a chair, draped over the backrest, and he's grinning expansively at the camera. The accents suggests eastern Europe, and the elaborate top hat on his head suggests that he's confused about what century it is.]

And if you didn't answer 'terrifying' to that question after some careful consideration, I honestly fear for your sanity. From what I've surmised so far, about two thirds of anything that isn't porn seems to consist of people religiously recording their pets, and that's the least alarming part. Oh, and bear in mind now that I am disregarding the instances where people apparently combine the porn with the pets.

[Luvander, do you have a point there? At all?]

The point- [Ah, there it is.] -is that I honestly have no idea what I'm supposed to be doing here. You could say that I am somewhat of a novice when it comes to social media, if you will. Twitter appears inane, Facebook seems to be a very polite way of stalking your loved ones, Tumblr scares me, and whatever that Reddit place is supposed to be, I can honestly say that I really don't want to know.

[For someone who doesn't understand what he's doing, he certainly seems to have a lot to say about it, at least.] So for now, I am limiting myself to the school network, in hopes that if I embarrass myself in some hideous fashion here, that is a completely ordinary occurrence in American high schools... at least if I'm to believe the movies.

Oh, and I suppose the lot of you can give me some tips? I have unlimited Google at my disposal and I feel I haven't been quite traumatized enough yet, so why don't you hit me with the best you've got?

blackdarjeeling

[Al hasn't finished unpacking yet. This is about the only telling information from what's on the screen, when he flicks his phone's camera on, sometime shortly after the end of classes: one of the Mansion's bedrooms set aside for faculty, suitcases and boxes tossed on the unmade bed, with the man himself tossing one arm idly over the back of a chair. The desk in front of him is likewise cluttered with papers, folders, a shot glass, and a dark, half-emptied liquor bottle.

Only half of the bottle's label is visible on screen, that portion of the text reading "RITTENH."]

Guess I gotta introduce myself all over again, huh?

Name's Al Swearengen. Owner and proprietor of Gem, finest joint in the City for any mutant who prefers to drink among their own kind.

Come the start of the new year, I'm also gonna be this place's armed combat instructor. Did something similar for a while, before the Sentinels torched it, years back. This time around, I'll be teaching those interested and capable how to handle themselves around a loaded gun...or knife or whatever else some Friends of Humanity cocksucker decides to come at you with.

[He...really doesn't even seem to register that his choice of words just then might not have been entirely classroom appropriate.]

I hope it goes without saying, that'll mean learning to handle all those weapons yourselves, too.

But, since I'm told it's late in the year for making new courses official - even ones that're gonna keep you from getting fucking killed - until next semester I'll be just be doing "tutorials." [The air-quotes are audible there.] On gun safety, for the most part. Those're mandatory for anyone keen on taking the real thing, 'cause I don't like to repeat myself. And 'cause I'll be using that time to divide up those interested into an introductory and advanced class, based on how you handle yourselves.

[That's all the actual information he needed to get across, so he shrugs, screws open his bottle, and pours himself a shot. It's not far past 3 P.M., and Al Swearengen is simply the best role model.]

That's all I've got for today. Any questions, feel free to direct'em to my faculty e-mail.

[Which he (a) does not include and (b) intends to avoid checking, ideally, for at least the rest of the week! Just asking directly might be a little more straightforward!]

turbedon

Hey guys!

So uh, after this whole mess with the U-men and being under attack, I've been thinking back on an idea Alex and me had before...

How about a movie night for next Friday? I mean, I'm not sure the teachers will let us mix girls and boys but at least we can hold one in each dorm in the common rooms? Get some pillows, snacks, movies; just enjoy some R&R, you know?

That being said, hello teachers and faculty in general!

Is there any chance we could hold a massive movie night with all the interested students together in one of the classrooms or something? Obviously we'd need chaperones but, if it's okay... do we have any volunteers?

[LATER EDIT]
Just got reminded Friday's Halloween! So how about movie night for Saturday then so no one has to miss out on trick-or-treating?

defibrillating

Yo! I'm Zian, the new School Nurse, here to fix all your boo-boos and your sniffles. I just arrived Friday night and I'm still a bit turned around, but I know where the infirmary is so I'm at least easy to find!

I've been leaving some fliers for flu shots all over the school, but so far only a few people have signed up. I don't blame you, it kind of sucks to get a shot, but it would suck even more to get sick.

...seriously, I have like ten more boxes of sweet bribes for everyone, come get tortured and leave with a chocolate-dipped marshmallow ghost. (Don't tell your dentist.)

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