Tomorrow's Dreams

[Amara Kingston]

    Amara sat down in the library with her laptop and started building up her website from the ground up. She knew enough about CSS and HTML coding to be able to do a decent job of it, but it was still time consuming. She also had to visit quite a few tutorial websites and look through the few books on the subject that the library held, but she was making headway, slowly but surely. She glanced up and recognized the boy who ran a school blog. He’d even done a presentation of sorts on mutants and their humanity.


    She wanted to call out to him, ask him for help with her own website, but she knew that would be rather selfish. Amara sighed briefly as she glanced back down at the basic outline she was using for her forum. She planned to have options open to students so they could send in anonymous insights or problems that they’d noticed or whatever they wanted to talk about really. She also wanted it to be a place where they could interact and feel relatively safe, or at least as safe as anyone could feel on the internet.


    Amara glanced back up at him and took a deep breath before deciding to just go for it. If he was too busy or uninterested, she would just let him be and move on. She couldn’t lose much just by asking, right? Amara let her internal debate continue briefly before getting up, and approaching him. Amara cleared her throat as a result of nervous habit and finally spoke up, “Hello. I’m Amara and I recognized you from the blog you run,” she added, before wondering if that was creepy or not. Shit. Oh well, she’d already gotten this far, “And I just wanted to say that I really liked what you did with the mutant interviews, and was wondering if you might be available to help me out with building a sort of blog/forum thing of my own?”

[Tim Tawfeek]

Lately Tim's research had started going down some strange paths, and he wasn't entirely sure he was as in control of it as he'd like to be. Things had been... tense, what with the medical drama that seemed to be haunting him. It kept making him think that there was something he should be doing about it, and he'd begun focusing on it. Which meant spending a fair amount of time in the library, which definitely felt odd. But mutant information just wasn't available on the net, so it was the library or nothing. So Tim was actually left with wandering shelves and occasionally pulling down books that looked like they might be at least vaguely useful.

his focus had been so total that he hadn't noticed the girl until she came up on him. He nearly jumped as she spoke, scrambling for a moment to grab at the book. He closed it just as she got to the bit about liking what he'd done. He looked up at her, taking a few more seconds to try and process.

"You want my help with coding?" he repeated, figuring he should get at the core of it. "That's going to depend a lot on what you wanted to do with it. If you're just doing a bog standard blog and forum, you should probably just look into freeware. There's loads online," Tim turned and stuck the book on the shelf, staring at it. He could almost hear Lux insisting that he help. Sighing, he adjusted his glasses and turned. "What have you got so far?"