The Smell of a New Arrival

[Razorback/Sprode]

Liam stared at the mansion door, unaware of how to continue. He had been camping out of the line of sight for the last week, watching the actions of the residents while hiding under a nearby bridge, but now found himself unsure of how to proceed. The obvious answer would be to go up and just try to get accepted into this... 'school', but something was bothering him about the whole ordeal. It just seemed a bit uncanny.

All of that aside, however, he began to walk towards the door. His brown coat fluttered behind him, though it appeared to be paper thin. His pants had some nasty holes in them, and his hair looked like a mangled octopi, but he had what looked like a new back pack. It was black leather, and it actually looked in good condition. Which to the everyday man, probably ment it was stolen.

Liam finally reached the door and stared at it for 5 minutes. Was this the right choice? Should he... ahh, screw it. No one wants to hear another paragraph of monologging. He knocked against the door, totally unsure now of what to do. Except mabye ask if he could use their shower before he left, because his smell was one step away from offensive.

[Nightcat]

Liz teleported to the second floor balcony that over looked the main entrance. From here she could see the outline of a small man wearing clothes much too big for him. She walked down the stairs, returning to her human form as she went, not wanting to startle the newcomer. The teleporter quickly scanned the person and found him to be mutant and scared. She put a smile on her face and opened the door, "Guten Tag. How may I help you?"

Sure she smelled him, but she had smelled death before and this man's smell was nothing close to it.

[Razorback/Sprode]

"Uh... hi... My name is Liam, and I was... directed here..." He paused a few times, his dry voice pacing around the words. His voice rang with a Scottish accent. He hadn't done much talking recently, so it was hard interacting with another human. Also hard to talk to someone not covered in filth and grime. He ran a hand behind his head and finally attempted to continue

"I heard that this was a... refuge for people that were... different..." Upon closer inspection, one could see that there were knife hilts sticking out between ribs in his chest. There were two on each side, and they weren't uniform in make or model. He frowned and finally asked "Did I go to the right place?"

[Nightcat]

Liz narrowed her eyes as she saw the knives. She had never seen a mutation quite like this, but then again, it could just be a healing factor keeping him alive. The strange thing was was that there was no blood coming from where the knives were. Finally she nodded, "Yes. Velcome to ze Generation NeXt mansion. It vas originally founded by Professor Xavier before he died, but my team und I use it now. Come on in und we'll get you a hot bath und a good meal." She opened the door further and gestured for him to come in. Her smile widened, "By ze vay, it is gute to hear a foreign accent."

[Razorback/Sprode]

Liam let out a sigh a relief and gave a nod as he walked in, quickly running his feet over the door mat to get some of the crust off of his feet. They looked clean enough as he walked into the wooden hall, looking around with a bit of awe. Just seemed strange to be in such a nice place.

"Thanks for the kindness. There never seems like enough of it in today's world..." Liam spoke as he turned back to face Liz. In normal light, one could see his skin was a tad grey from radiation sickness. A few miscoloured splotches also dotted his skin.

"My parents were from Scotland. They immigrated when I was a wee tot." His small, bony hands fell into his pockets as he looked to Liz in a way that would give the impression that he didn't know his parents well. If you could read him.

[Nightcat]

Liz nodded, "I understand. I came here after my fazer practically sold me to ze circus. If he could only see me now..." She laughed and lead him into the main hall way before holding out her hand, "I vill take you to our upper story. Ve have a bathroom vere you can take a private bath."

[Razorback/Sprode]

Liam stared at her hand for a second and finally took it, revealing his bony hand. The veins stuck out against his skin as the little meat on his bones sat under greying skin. He smiled, then let out an "Ah!" as he spoke a little hastily

"I'm sorry, I've been a little rude. I've failed to ask you for your name"

[Nightcat]

Liz laughed softly, "Nein. Forgive me. My name is Elizabeth van Sickle. I am in charge of zis mansion. Hold on." She tensed up and they teleported up to the third floor bathroom.

[Razorback/Sprode]

After the wonderful little sound-effect, Liam realized they actually were in another room, to which he took surprisingly well.

"OK... that was strange" He looked around and approached a wall, running his fingers along it and asking "This really is here, right? I actually am in this room?" He approached the toilet and flushed it, watching the water swirl. "Yeah, I am. That's an amazing gift, Elizabeth"

Liam removed his backpack, which hit the ground with a dull thud to reveal something slightly more disgusting than the hilts going into his back: the tips of the blades were coming out the back. They had little traces of blood, but looked to be clean cuts that weren't effecting his health. His shirt had little slices in it where other blades had occupied time in his body.