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Post by Quinn Woods on Apr 12, 2016 20:33:44 GMT -6
Upon her return to Bellefonte Academy, her home away from home (aka Britain), Quinn had attempted to pick up where she left off with the students she'd been training, as well as taking on a few new problematic mutants with abilities that were beginning to overrun them. She was excited. After her time traveling the other academies, she couldn't wait to try out the new training techniques that she had learned. Between the meditation and mental stimulation as well as the physically taxing strategies, she wondered which students would benefit from which and it made her damn near giddy.
As she sat in her office, just inside one of the training rooms, she leafed her way through paperwork. Files of students and their previous training. A few she recognized, some she didn't. There was a new wave of students that she had missed and it was her job to be up to date on who was in the school and what abilities had become more explosive than others.
A sound from the room outside her office made her perk up a bit, but her eyes didn't move from the papers. She continued flipping pages and when the noise came closer she cleared her throat, "If you're here for practice, all you need to do is say so. And if you're here to chat, just come on in, I don't bite for sobbing out loud." Quinn waited for an answer, her pen tapping against the desk in front of her.
As she sat in her office, just inside one of the training rooms, she leafed her way through paperwork. Files of students and their previous training. A few she recognized, some she didn't. There was a new wave of students that she had missed and it was her job to be up to date on who was in the school and what abilities had become more explosive than others.
A sound from the room outside her office made her perk up a bit, but her eyes didn't move from the papers. She continued flipping pages and when the noise came closer she cleared her throat, "If you're here for practice, all you need to do is say so. And if you're here to chat, just come on in, I don't bite for sobbing out loud." Quinn waited for an answer, her pen tapping against the desk in front of her.
