Xaviers!

Chisaki wandered into the library, dressed up as usual with a pastel cardigan to match. She began looking about curiously with her violet eyes in an attempt to spot the librarian, but that was proving trickier than she initially thought.

Chase, in an unimaginative 'regular guy' t-shirt and jeans combo, emerged from the stacks. He glanced up from reading a book jacket to curiously look in her direction.

That was probably a mistake as now she was moving towards him.

"Hello!" She greeted, probably a little too loudly.

"Do you work here?"

"No, just a bookworm," he chuckled, "but I know a guy who does."

"I did not see this man." She observed aloud. "Would you know where I could find text books?"

"Not being seen is... kinda his thing," he answered, "And I might, depending on the subject."

"Oh?" She says about Chase's observation of his friend. "Is he a lizardman? Like a chameleon? "

"He's... well he's invisible."

"Oh! How interesting! " She states, then pauses for a moment of thought.

"AHh! I am sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Chisaki Watanabe. I am eighteen, a freshman, and new here.

Who are you?"

"Nice to meet you Chisaki. I'm Chase Delacroix. Same age but have been here a while now."

His pronunciation of the name was better than most Americans, though there was an odd bit of unconscious Chinese accent to it.

Chisaki beamed at Chase's politeness, she wasn't used to people reciprocating properly.

"It is nice to meet you Delacroix-san!" She replied. "I think that if you took me to the general section I could probably find it from there, though I am looking for a book on art history that I must copy some pages out of."

"Yeah. I can do that," he nodded before leading the way. "So, what kind of art?"

"I do not know! It is just a general class I think, a pre-requisite towards my major though so might as well kill two birds I suppose. "

"Ah. What major is that?" he asked out of idle curiosity.

"Textile sciences." She looked at Chase for a moment.

"Are you on teams?"

"The X-Men teams? I am," he nodded, "Why?"

"Someday, I am going to make their special suits, and many other things.

You should probably get my autograph now." She said with mock bravado.

He chuckled. "I could definitely use something stealthier than a giant yellow X."

"Yes, school bus yellow is a bad colour. It does not go well with my complexion." She stated. "Lead on Delacroix-san."

"You joining the teams too?" he asked while walking.

"Actually, I am thinking about starting one! A special one." She replied. "I must ask the Headmistress if it is alright first."

"She'll probably tell you to talk to Miss Kinney. She's in charge of the teams."

"Mmmmmaybe, but I do not think the team leads project will be interested in what I have an idea for."

"Which is what?"

Chisaki looked at Chase for a moment, trying to think how to explain properly.

"In Japan we have many extra curricular clubs in school. Dance clubs, martial arts clubs, music clubs and even some clubs that are just school funded fan clubs.

I want to start a club for any of the students who might be interested in defending the school or even themselves with their powers, but are not interested in risking themselves on teams.

I think that it has always been that the students may use the Danger Room to train themselves as they see fit but I think that without the team's level of organization, many of the students fail to see their true potential and settle for 'being in control'. Sometimes they have an embarrassing mutation or something they find scary, and so they will not use it out of fear.

I think that if certain students did not have the pressure to succeed that the life or death situations being on a team requires, they would do better. They might even be able to become team members later if they could face their fears."

"That sounds like a fantastic idea. Sadly, we probably do need a second line of defense because the teams may not always be on campus when danger comes knocking. We can't be everywhere at once either."

Some girls might blush at a compliment from a male simply because it came from a male. Not Chisaki. Her face lit up like a child who'd been told she had the right answer by her third grade teacher.

"Yes!" She says, not thank you. "Exactly!

I think it will be just the thing for some individuals to help them." For a split second Chisaki's brow furrowed as she thought of something, but whatever it was she didn't share.

"I am glad you agree."

"Were you a student at the Institute?" he asked, guessing from her enlightened view of how to deal with mutant powers.

"Yes, but you were not." It didn't sound accusatory or mean, simply an observation. " Unless you were also invisible?"

"I'm very very sneaky, but no. I wish I had been though."

"Why?"

"Because if life here is any indication, it would have been amazing."

"It was fun at first but I got bored."

"Boredom can be a blessing for some of us," he said, then smirking, "On occasion."

She shrugged. " I cannot stand it. If something is not going on I do not know what to do with myself." She admitted. "I think perhaps I am getting better at figuring out how to manage it." She replied as a quintessential eighteen year old might.

"I personally find that reading takes the edge off," he said as they reached their first destination. "And here are the textbooks. Art must be around here somewhere. I've... heh... never actually browsed this section."

"Well unless you needed a specific book, that is reasonable that you would not. These tend to be rather dull." She said, eyeing through them to try to find the title of the one she needed.

"What about you Delacroix-san? What are you hoping to accomplish here at the University?"

"I just want to be the best me I can. I haven't really thought much further than that."

"Sometimes, that is best." She states, browsing book spines.

"Ah ha!" She exclaims, pulling it free. "Here we are. I think this is one of those books I cannot take, only copy. Where is the photocopy machine?" She asked politely.

He turned in place, looking thoughtful. Stopping in a chosen direction, he said, "This way."

"What are your powers anyway?" he asked as walking resumed.