Roswell Fanatics

*Maria*

"Only one," I say when Jess asks about other shifters. "Michael can change shape, too, but he gets to chose what he'll look like." Lucky guy, I think.

I play with the hem of my shirt, looking at Jess a bit sideways as the implications of some of his other words add up. He said like me, not like us. He thinks he's different. Half wolf...

"What you said about being half wolf -- that's not really true, is it? One of your parents is a wolf? Wouldn't they have told you what to expect before it happened?"


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ooc: i'm winging it on this one, adding my own stuff that wasn't in the bio, okay zansgirl?

Jess

"Only one, "Michael can change shape, too, but he gets to chose what he'll look like." Maria says, and I plant the name in my memory too. It wouldn't hurt to know people like me. And he sounds like a lucky one.

All of the sudden, she looks a little shy, staring at me indirectly as she plays with the hem of her skirt. "What you said about being half wolf -- that's not really true, is it? One of your parents is a wolf? Wouldn't they have told you what to expect before it happened?"

Well, I knew that was coming. It always does. "My mom doesn't know who my dad is. My step-dad, he's completely human, but she got pregnant with me...completely by accident, I suppose," I have no idea why I'm telling her this, but it's like she's unintentionally pulling out all this stuff I never talk about, and it's nice to get it out. "And, apparently, he must have either been some sort of wolf shape-shifter, or were-wolf, I guess, because she got me."

Sitting down on the bed, I stare over at her, hoping she gets it. "Does that make sense to you? I didn't even know for the longest time, because she married my stepfather right after I was born. So technically, I could be either or."

*Maria*

"Yeah, it makes sense," I admit. So he's not half-wolf, not really. Just half-werewolf. Or something. Mutants are strange enough but to believe that were-wolves are real is a bit mind-boggling.

"You're lucky they've accepted you and did so much to set things up to make things easy for you. My parents never did get it. My dad left and my mom -- he wanted to put me in the circus or something. Kept telling me it would be a good way to take advantage of my skills." I shivered at the memory. I'd run away from home as soon as I'd overheard him. Mom didn't agree, but I couldn't stay where dad would find me. I was on my own for almost a week, still scared and hungry, when Eric and Michael appeared.

"I thought the Professor was one of them from the circus when he found me later. It wasn't easy to convince me that I'd be able to live like a normal girl -- well, most of the time, anyway." I'm able to grin a bit at the end of that, forcing my thoughts away from that un-nerving time.

Jess

I guess I am lucky that my parents didn't send me to a freak show or anything...well, there was that one time my parents let it slips somewhere public and some guy tried to tell the local papers about a crazy kid that ate pets, or something.

"I thought the Professor was one of them from the circus when he found me later. It wasn't easy to convince me that I'd be able to live like a normal girl -- well, most of the time, anyway." Maria grins a bit at the end, and for some reason I'm glad she's happy about it.

"So, do they treat everyone normal here?" I ask, hoping that what she's saying is true for all cases. "Because I haven't exactly been considered normal for a while."

~Sicily~

"Yeah, he's really nice. Helped me out when I was having shifting problems when I first got here." He says and I remember a friend of mine, who was more like a brother to me, he was a mutant he had some problems with controling his shifting into a wolf. "Yeah, I used to have friend who couldn't control his shifting." I say, "He's half were-wolf or something." I add. I look down at my nuckles and remember when Jess was there when I was teased about my abilities. How he comforted me. He wasn't like a brother. He was my brother. I can feel the tears prick my eyes at the thought of him. The last day I saw him was when I was taken away.

"So, wanna show me your room?" I ask him. "You know, Just incase."

Michael

"Yeah, I used to have friend who couldn't control his shifting. He's half were-wolf or something." She says, and she looks sad about it. Maybe he isn't around her anymore or something? It's weird that two unrelated mutants could meet up in the normal world.

"So, wanna show me your room? You know, Just incase." She adds a moment later, and I smile at her.

"Sure, follow me." I wait as she locks up the room, and then lead her to mine. As we're walking, I ask what I've been wanting to ask for a few minutes. "When you were talking about that friend, what'd you mean, used to?"

~Tess~

He smiles at me and says, "Thanks a lot." Then starts going though his bag. "Oh, it's no problem." I tell him. He take out a radio and sets it on the bedstand. "So, you been here long? Kyle seems like he's familiar with the teachers."

"I've been here since I was three, mom was prostitute, dad was her pimp. They couldn't handle me, more like they were to busy doing drugs. So, they left me on the porch of a house owned by a Mr. Charles Xavier. Him and his friend Eric took me into this school, I've been here ever since. Kyles like my best friend. He might of only been here for five years, but he knows everyone." I had no problem telling him about how I got here. It's the truth and like Charles and Eric always tell me, the truth will set you free.

~Sicily~

"Sure, follow me." He says and I lock up my room and follow him. As we're walking he askes, ""When you were talking about that friend, what'd you mean, used to?"

"My sophmore year at high school, there was an accident. I guy got hurt. I was taken away and I never saw him, again." I say, "I remember seeing his face." I whisper, "He was worried about me. What the people, that took me, were going to do to me. He was like my brother. I was 14. 14 and ripped away from school, my family and friends. I only had my dad when I got out. I found out he died of cancer. Now, I'm here."

*Maria*

"So, do they treat everyone normal here? Because I haven't exactly been considered normal for a while."

I smile at that. "Don't worry. I won't say they treat everyone the same because different people need different things -- but yeah, they treat everyone normal."

~Riley~

Kyle stays with me as my brother Nick goes to the blonde, to show him his room.

I open my door of my room as I step in and looked around. It's nothing like my room at home."It's....." dull. It so plain and simple. This is nothing like me.

I sit on the bed as I feel the texture of the bounce. It's ok, my bed at home is more bouncey.