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Outsiders
Dramatis Personae B, Hailey
In Absentia	2015-06-06 "I hate the future sometimes."
Location <XS> Roof
The view from up here is phenomenal, a panorama of the expansive Xavier's grounds, forest and lake and rocky cliffs alike. Even without the view outwards, the rooftop itself holds its own delights, in the form of the tiny jewel of a flower garden tucked away up here, tended by one of the school's teachers. From the edge of the roof, with a veeery careful jump, it looks like it just might be possible to reach the treehouse in the old oak tree. It's late, around here. Late, and the weekend, and usually these things mean that the sharkpups have long since cleared out of campus. But tomorrow there is graduation, and the campus is getting spruced /up/; there's a flock of visitors already flooded into the guest wing for the ceremony and a lot of soon-to-be-ex Seniors restless with anticipation partying down on the grounds or catching up with their visiting families. B is doing neither of these things. The tiny shark-kid is tucked up onto the roof, dressed lightly in yellow and green sundress whose gauzy femininity contrasts with the heavy stompy-buckly combat boots and thick studded wristcuffs she wears. She has a tablet on her lap, a pair of metal robotic dragonflies humming in the air around her, and a small holographic display lit up in the air just in front of her. A lot of text. Her fingers are scrolling through it slowly, brows creased deep in the dark nighttime. Hailey appears slowly behind B, not the usual from the shadows with a thump way she usually made her entrance, no this was a slow saunter from the shadows. She steps up close to B and sits down. "Hey, whatcha doin?" she asks, her eyes glowing brightly in the dark, her body and breath smelling of cigarettes, mixing with the night air. She looks down at the crowds shuffling below. "Looks like the kinda party I woulda crashed a year ago... I don't know how I feel about such a big party here. " she says with a slow sigh, sitting back, seeming to only half talk at B. B's webbed fingers bat at the glowing text floating in front of her. The display closes, her eyes flitting up wide and startled towards Hailey. "Writing," she finally answers. "I'm not really feeling much like partying, either." One of her arms curls around her knees, her eyes tipping down towards the grounds. "Don't like parties?" she asks, then, "or don't like it here?" Hailey hmms a little bit as she fidgets, she looks over at her. "Mind if I smoke? I know we're not supposed to but I figure, Hey i stopped breaking into houses, that's probably good enough right?" She smirks a little bit before sighing and thinking. "Junk like that." She gestures at the party. "It just isn't the place for me, I'm a part of the night, the shadows, like a spirit flitting around. I can't be in big groups bustling and smiling like that." She shivers a little before sighing. "I like it here plenty, it's safe, my Mom is a little relaxed from financials, I can use my powers better and its easier to understand junk. But sometimes I miss the freedom, the streets the sounds. But I know it's better here." she sighs and runs her hands through her hair before yelling. "Grahhh, too damned confusing." B waves a hand towards Hailey in acceptance, shifting just slightly to one side with a small twitch of lips. "I'm out of here tomorrow. /I'm/ not telling." Her ridged brows lift at Hailey's explanation. "Do -- nocturnal people not -- have -- happiness?" she finally ventures, with some puzzlement. "Or friends?" Her nose wrinkles uncertainly. "I have a friend who's a vampire. He's always smiling. And I think he has more friends than, like, anyone else I know." Her teeth drag against her lower lip. "... I mean, I'm not trying to argue. I just. Don't know if I understand, really." Hailey shrugs "The shadows are just different for me, I'm not just nocturnal, I'm a piece of the night." she sighs and closes her eyes falling backwards through the shadow cast on the roof, appearing slightly to the side from another shadow with a little thump and an odd vacuum sound. "I can't be touched by the light or it burns, I can't just go out and be there and others can't exist like I do in the dark." She sighs and brings a shadow up into her hand, manipulating it, pulling it, and forming it into a ball before throwing it, letting it dissolve into the shadows it came from. "I'm not gonna assume I make sense or that I don't..." she shrugs and fishes for a cigarette from a crumbled pack. She lights the tip of the wrinkled white stick before inhaling, the red glow flickering before she releases a cloud of smoke, slumping down slightly. B's head turns, gills fluttering as Hailey disappears and reappears and her eyes widening faintly in the darkness to track the movements. "Okay." Her voice is low, her eyes shifting back towards her tablet. "I mean, we've all got our things, right? But it's kind of up to /you/ what you want to -- to make of that. I don't think it's the /shadow/ that's keeping you apart from people." Hailey shrugs "I am the shadow and it's me ya know, the more I touch it, the more the light shuns me." she takes another long drag from her cigarette. "See my eyes." She looks at her, opening her glowing eyes wide. "The more I use the power the brighter they get. See my skin? it gets more pale and gets burnt by even flash lights when I churn out my powers hard. " she shakes her head. "Maybe one day I'll figure this junk out but till then I'm still an outsider." "Okay." B sounds, admittedly, pretty unconvinced. Not particularly argumentative. Just sort of flat and noncomittal. "If you want to be." Hailey looks at her and shrugs. "It's just crazy, I get like spiders under my skin when I'm in big groups like that, loud, bright, smiling." She shivers and sighs. "Bleh, it just makes me feel really weird." She huffs hard before allowing the shadows to twist and dance around before dissapating again into the air. "What's your opinion, you seem smart." B's lips twitch up into a crooked smile. "Everyone here's really weird," she answers Hailey. "And everyone here's an outsider. I mean, there's probably plenty of reasons you might not fit in but -- everyone else has those, too. My opinion is the world make outsiders of us enough. We're all freaks here. /You/ don't really need to go looking for a reason to push everyone out, you know?" Hailey nods a bit and sighs. "I guess I'm still too fresh from the outside to deal with this better. Thinking I might need to settle more." she takes a long drag off her cigarette again before snuffing it out blowing out the smoke slowly. "So, are you joining the team now that you're done with school? I was kinda debating that." B drops her chin to her knees, thin arms wrapping around her shins and her smile dimming to a small shy curl. "No," she answers softly. "I'm going to college up in Boston. It wouldn't really fit into my -- schedule." Her head turns to the side, cheek pressed to her legs as her huge black eyes fix on Hailey. "What do you have, one more year?" Hailey shrugs "I don't like to think about it, I still don't have any plans for the future." she sighs a bit. "The tweaked up future of a shadow based person. I might go for the team, or look into the underground scene, but professionally...I just don't know." she growls a bit. "I hate the future sometimes." This prompts a low chuckle from B. She rises, curling her arms against her chest to hold her tablet close. The two robotic dragonflies rise along with her, humming quietly by her shoulders. "Tell me about it," she says, wryly. "Good luck figuring it all out." Hailey nods a bit. "Yeah I'll be here, or there, or somewhere, always in the shadows." She sighs and lays back, letting the shadows dance and flicker over her slowly before sending them away slowly.