Day of Present Bore.

Smiling, He began to walk towards the desk, inspecting the paperwork. "And what is this all for? New students? The Mansion? Research...?"

"All of the above, plus the Avengers, Guardians of The Galaxy. Everything on this desk is a piece of every superpowered, mutated human being, alien. Anything out there." Colin sighed.

Scarlet gets up, and bitch slaps Drake before sitting back down, her tattooist raises her eyebrow and then shrugs. Because Scarlet's tattoo wasn't very big, and it was just black, it only took her tattooist a good hour and a half. Scarlet walks I the counter and forks over the hundred buck her tattoo cost, and sits quietly.

Drake finishes with his and pays for it. "Ready?" He asked quietly. "You do know it was a joke right?" He asked, crouching in front of her as she sat in the chair, looking up into her eyes.

Eyes darting between the sheets, reading brief selections, Artemis soon found a small stack on what he was looking for--New student information. Taking the stack, He smiled to Colin, beginning to walk. "I'll take care of this for you, don't worry. Just take care of all of that." And with this, he slipped out, taking Colin's form again.

"Yeah. Have fun Artemis." Colin said, and went back to work.

"Hm, now that I did that..." "What now." He says asking Collin, He looks around the office. Trying to read every word he found. To make the time go faster.

"A bad joke." Scarlet says, walking out to Susan, and getting on. "See you at home." She says, before putting her helmate on, and speeding away. After Scarletparks Susan in the garage, she walks inside and up to her room where she changes into some short pajama pants and a large hoodie, the words on the front peeling off from the years of being worn. Scarlet walks downstairs to the kitchen for a glass of water.

Rolling his eyes, Artemis quickly got back to his room, going to his desk and setting the paperwork beside his laptop, which he proceeded to boot up and use to go to a previous document. using his personal scanner, He saved the paperwork on the document, titling each section on the individual student.

"There's a room at the end of the hallway. It's yours, refurnish it. Do whatever." Colin said, he was obviously tired, large bags under his eyes. His voice cracked as he spoke, and he had a hard time keeping his eyes open.

Drake sighed and sat down in one of the chairs at the tattoo parlor. He ran his hands through his hair, then got up, grabbing his board. He then began to walk back to the mansion. Showing up roughly half an hour later. He walked in, and past Scarlet without saying a word.

Scarlet sighed, hard feelings about her slapping him, not the first time it had happened, it probably won't be the last. "Hey Drake, I'm sorry I've been sort of a bitch today." Scarlet says, before he was out of earshot.

"It's fine Scar." Drake said, peeking back into the room. "I just figured, a bit of crude humor would make up for the lack of, well. Affection from you." He had a smile on his face, which showed he wasn't mad.

Mark exits the office, walking to ending of the hallway, he opens it, "Hm." He opens his bag and begins doing what you normally would do if you got a new living area. Such as, hanging the cloth, cleaning, moving around things, placing photos, finally he took out his favorite item, his portable TV with a antenna set. He sets it up, and begins charging it. Finally he's done, so he sits on the bed. Then he lies down and falls a sleep

"My brother and I were really close, it has been a long time since I haven't seen him for this long. Oh my god... I'm going through brother withdrawal..." Scarlet shakes her head at herself. Scarlet walks over to Drake, and pecks his cheek. "But I'll get over it, good night Drake Turner... i mean Thorne." Scarlet says with a humorous smile, before walking to her room.

Drake's eyes go wide, and he turns bright red. "Now wait just a minute." He said, grinning as he turned around. "That's all I get?"

Scarlet laughs quietly, and kisses Drake for a moment. "Good night." she says, before closing her door, and climbing into bed. Scarlet wrote a few more lines in her little leather book, and she falls asleep.

Drake stood in shock for a few minutes. "Now that. That's Affection." He said, and wiped his bottom lip, before making his way to his room. He fell back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling.

As Scarlet dreams, she appears to be having a nightmare. "Drake... Run... We need to... Save... Subway..." Scarlet mumbles out while she sleeps. "No, Zac... Subway."

Drake lays on his bed, thinking. He begins to hear Scarlet's voice through the wall, but he decides it was nothing. He goes back into thinking.

Scarlet wakes up, years selling from her eyes. She walks into Drake's room. "Drake?" She calls in a soft tone into his room, wiping away a stray tear.

"Hm?" Drake asked, sitting up. He notices the tear and stands straight. "What's wrong?" He asked, wiping away another tear with his thumb.

"I had a bad dream..." She says, shedding another tear. "It was horrible."

"Let me guess." Drake said, trying not to smile as he lead her to his bed to sit down. "Subway?"

Scarlet nodded, she sits down next to him, "Some mother fucker burnt down the local Subway. I'm scarred for life." she whispers, crawling into his lap. "That and the building collapsed on top of you and you died."