December, Friday 20, 2013        snowy 28° 7:35 pm

X:: His eyes, a mix of greens high-lighted by accents of gold seemed to danced as he walked down the long colonial-period hallway. To one side the was was laced with windows which stretch upward and nearly touched the high ceiling, the other side of the hallway was punctuated by doors and oil paints of Professor Xavier's lineage, and those who had owned the large estate before Charle's time. In many ways, stepping into the mansion was to step somewhat into the past, into a more serene and protected world, or at least so it seemed to X.

He passed from one room to the next, anticipating what was were and as usual he found that he was correct more often than naught. He passed from the west hallway into the central library to the back sun room which overlooked much of the estates lands which was thick with trees striped bare due to winter, and possible even a lake. It seemed like a lake, but it might just have been a trick of the fading sunlight and fallen snow. Still, whatever it was, the way the trees swayed in the gentle wind, it seemed magical to the young man.

From the sunroom he walked down the east hallway into the kitchen and dinning room which had several tables and appeared to function as a cafeteria capable of seating 30 or so people. X grimaced slightly, this confirmed his impression of how many people were possibly in attendance at the school. From the dinning hall, he took the back stairway up to the third floor bypassing the second floor which was largely dedicated to class. The third floor was where everyone slept. Depending on who you were determined how many people were assigned to a room. For the younger students like Kitty Pryde, Sam Guthrie, and himself, they shared rooms. The more senior students and members of faculty and staff had the good fortune of private quarters; The cleaning and maintenance staff stayed in private domicile located a half mile from the Institute. Once a great house owned by another family, it had been purchased to expand the estates land and serve as quarters for largely non-mutant but very loyal staff. In recent years, it had been updated with host of amenities as a thank you for years of loyal service.

On the third floor, X wandered back from the student housing into the more senior common area, there he thought he saw the person he was looking for. He seemed like the person given his expansive shoulders and dark hair, but he was looking at him from where he was sitting on a large leather colonial period couch. Entering the room, he called out in a quiet but affectionate voice "... Piotr, is that you? "

  December, Friday 20, 2013        cloudy 28° 7:36 pm

Colossus:: Piotr was grateful they had manged to rescue his new friend and retrieve his things as well. Maybe he'd been a tad pushy on making sure he didn't leave anything behind. But he'd still had nightmares of leaving Russia and he'd had to leave some things behind. Things that were likely destroyed or sold off by now. He had gone for a run this morning and taken a shower and changed. Now he was dressed in a blue tanktop, blue shorts, and a pair of black sandals. After so many freezing winters growing up in Russia it was nice to have warmer weather here. He appreciated it more when it happened and inside houses like this it could be as warm or cold as you wanted regardless of how the weather was outside.

He turned on the tv deciding to see if anything was on flipping through channels. He heard a familiar voice looking up and seeing the latest arrival and his crush. He had kissed him during the rescue attempt and kept thinking about it. Hoping maybe for more one day. But like all of his crushes he figured they'd fade with time. Or they'd find someone else. He'd had crushes on many of the students and teachers here too and thankfully none of them knew about it. If anyone read his mind or figured it out they hadn't said anything. But he'd gotten so used to hiding his emotions that it was harder to open up sometimes. He was much better than when he first got here but he still had some learning to do. At least that's what Xavier had said.

"Hello! You're welcome to join me." replied Piotr, patting the couch.

He paused realizing he hadn't even bothered to learn his name. If the guy had mentioned it was probably briefly. And he was focused more on getting him to safety.

"My apologies. What's your name? I can't remember if you told me during the rescue but I was so focused on getting you to safety. I probably forgot it." said Piotr.

  December, Friday 20, 2013        snowy 28° 7:36 pm

X:: “To quote the blue guy, “wunderbah!”” replied the slightly younger man as he walked up behind the large leather couch and rolled over the top of the couch and came to rest with his back nestled in the corner of the couch with his knees drawn up close to him. He smiled. His powers, still in their infancy, allowed him an awareness of the past, present, and future of an area, and while he was not telepathic, he had an awareness of how others felt, and to some degree their thoughts. If he was within relative range and someone wanted him, he would know that they wished for him to draw closer. If the Professor or Jean Grey were thristy and wanted a drink, he would know they were thirsty, but not necessarily their preference. But a little deductive reason would have him bring them Earl Grey tea - In the case of the Professor, he would have hit the choice on the head, however, with Jean, Earl Grey would be close, but no cigar as she preferred Mint Majesty. And in this moment, he could tell that Piotr was thinking of him, complicated thoughts, accompanied with a mix of emotion.

A mix of hope, and possible melancholy.

He tried to hone in more on Piotr’s sense of hope, it felt more inviting to him. He smiled. Yes, the young man was sure that Piotr had hopeful feelings where he was concerned. These thoughts and feelings appeared to run paralle to bits of the future had had recently glimpsed.

He smiled.

Hello Piotr, it is good to see you again. I felt like I was going to tied up with your Professor and members of staff forever. I don’t think that Doctor McCoy has a single needle he didn’t stick me with. He replied with a quiet laugh. Your Professor has extended me an invitiation to stay and study here at the school… I will study along side the newer mutants — I will be the oldest new mutant! Ha hah!

Again he smiled, and repositioned himself slightly, still the same position with his knees curled up before him, but more comfortable non the less.

My name, yeah, turns out thats a bit of a weird one — Seems I can’t remember it. I’ve been wandering for a while now and somewhere along the way I seem to have forgotten much of my past… I must have hit my head somewhere, at least thats my assumption, but your Professor thinks it might be something more… odd huh? Mr. Summers is attempting to run a background check to see if he can asscertain my identity… They’ve been referring to me as X for the moment.

He shrugged.

Weird huh?

  December, Friday 20, 2013        cloudy 28° 7:38 pm

Colossus:: Piotr grinned.

"I suppose they were being thorough. To make sure we are all safe including you." replied Piotr.

He raised an eyebrow at the mention of needles.

"You don't like needles either?" asked Piotr.

Piotr sighed in relief that was staying.

"That's great. That means we can hang out together more." said Piotr.

He was surprised to hear he didn't know his name.

"You don't know your name? Perhaps someone messed with your memories. Jean and Professor Xavier will know for sure." replii4

"X huh? Well Mr. X I was watching tv if you care to join me. Do you have any favorites or don't care what I turn the tv to?" replied Piotr.

  December, Friday 20, 2013        snowy 28° 7:38 pm

X:: Trust me they were very thorough… like, bend over and cough thorough. he replied, followed by a quiet snicker. Going to make sure that I note that in my Yelp! review - doctor is very thorough! Hahah he added with a smile. And no. No needles for me please. I’m pretty sure most people don’t like needles… and those that do aren’t really my type.

Nope, definitely not my type.

And yeah… That’d be cool, I’d enjoy that, hanging out with an upper classmen. He paused. He smiled inwardly, then added You know if this school were bigger, and it had a football team… what Americans would call ‘rugby’, I bet you’d be the captain… And if you were, i’d so sign up to be on the cheer squad.

Sitting up slightly,X raised his arms upwards slightly and began the pantomime of a cheer as he called out Give me a Pee, give me Eye, give me a great big Oh to the Tee Arr! He would have continued but he gave into laughter, he was being a bit absurd, but the Institute was a bit of an absurd place if you thought about it. And it was when he laughed that one could hear a bit of an Irish brought in his voice.

I’ve not really been keeping up with anything myself. I’ve kind of been roughing it as I’ve been wandering the landscape these last few months I think which.. is pretty much all I can remember and even some of that is a little hazy if i’m being honest… but oddly enough, I do know ever single book thats in that bookcase over there… which now that I think about it is pretty weird.. so changing topic yeah, whats on the tube. What does Mr. R like to watch?

And having said that, X came to realized that he kind of knew what Piotr liked to watch, which now that he was aware of if and what was and wasn’t exactly normal based on several long conversations with the Professor and the Doctors, now felt kind of weird too.

X, he realized, was self-weirding.

He laughed at that and then turned toward Piotr and took a slight moment to admire him and smiled, then blushed profusely as he became aware that he had a very sudden, very keen awareness of what Piotr looked like - an awareness that went far beyond his clothing. It wasn't X-Ray vision or anything like that, it was more like having been with someone for a while and having seen them relaxing in the nude over a period of time. He just sort of had a very keen idea of what Piotr looked like.

He liked that what he knew.

He wasn't comfortable that he knew it, but still he very much liked what he was now aware of.

X felt a little weirder now than he had moments before.

Yep.

Definitely self-wierding.

  December, Friday 20, 2013        cloudy 28° 7:40 pm

Colossus:: Piotr felt himself blushing at the mental image of that. He always found himself attracted to the other man and they'd just met. He shouldn't think of him like that yet. Although he wouldn't mind dating him maybe to see if this worked out. But his own insecurities and doubts weighed on him. He'd never really dated a guy before. And what if it didn't work out? But I guess that was the risk of any relationship.

"I was never that good at sports and I don't know if anyone would cheer me on." replied Piotr.

He looked at him sadly and nodded.

"Then I'm glad we found you. You deserve a nice safe place with a bedroom, and food and to learn." said Piotr.

He shrugged.

"Well, mysteries are fun to watch and even some fighting movies. The Rocky movies are quite good." mentioned Piotr.

He paused seeing the other blush which made him more attractive. He wasn't sure what he was thinking about but it did make up his mind.

"Wouldyougooutwithme?" asked Piotr.

He paused realizing he'd rambled that out and blushed.

"Would you go out with me? I know we just met but I want to know more about you. To date you, and kiss you and hold you." replied Piotr.