It was a quiet day. Normal, even.

Waking up. It's only seven in the morning, and the mansion is already bustling with energy. Students, teachers, parents. Speedsters and telepaths and shapeshifters running up and down the halls. And also... Logan. Leaning up against a very beautiful, probably very expensive wall.

"Kid," He grunts, taking the effort to fish the cigar out of his mouth. "Professor wants to talk to ya."

That's all the words- or warning- you get before he pushes himself off the wall and disappears like he has someplace else to be. And now, you do to.

You knock on Xavier's door, once, before peeking a head in. "Professor? You wanted to see me?"