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Coping With Change, Friday, Period 3

Literally the only clothing that Jonothon had been able to find today in his apartment was his old Generation X uniform. The one he couldn't take seriously, because it was crimson and mustard-coloured, with a big bloody X on his belt. At least the boots had been tolerable, he supposed. And Emma had let him incorporate his jacket into his own costume. But. Really.

He couldn't quite figure out, himself, if this was somehow better or worse than the Hawaiian shirt bandages he'd been wearing last week.

//Since most if not all of you are probably too excited about break to pay attention to a proper lecture,// he began, standing behind his desk in the hopes of at least obscuring his belt some (it didn't work), //we're going to keep today's class simple. Escapism. It's perfectly natural, it's perfectly healthy, just so long as it doesn't ultimately get in the way of your dealing with life. If you're running on pure emotion and can't use logic to save your life, if you need to calm down some before you can properly apply yourself to fixing a problem and nothing is in immediate danger of irreparable damage if you do, then yes, pick up a book, or go to the cinema, or play a video game or listen to music or dance or do what you need to do in order to get yourself back in a functional headspace. So long as you're doing it in order to get yourself back to a place where you can deal, as opposed to using it in order to escape from ever having to deal, it's fine. It's good. By all means, take some time to yourself and recharge your mental and emotional batteries some.//

This was possibly his shortest lecture yet.

//All of that said, movie day. I even brought popcorn - the microwave kind, don't think I'm ever more fancy than I need to be - and a few bottles of soft drink if anybody likes. For some reason or other, the only DVD I could find in my apartment was Alice in Wonderland, and I had an old friend who would be personally disappointed in me for showing it to you all, but it is an excellent example of escapism unto itself, so...// He shrugged. //Sorry, Alice.//

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Dominic Vasquez

Joker Moreau

Celia Bowen

Eleanor Lamb

Kathy Li

Cosette Fauchelevent

Mercy Thompson

Cecil Palmer

Billy Kaplan

Jonothon has pre-emptively decided to hate you all for gawking at his clothing today.

Even if he wears the tights very well.

The tights. Oh god, the tights. Dom couldn't look away from the unintentional anatomy lesson.

But a movie day was never a bad thing.

Joker sat on his hands, in order to stop himself from taking a picture today.

And he snickered.

Much as she had yesterday when she stumbled across bare-chested Will, Celia was going to politely look everywhere but at those tights.

For goodness' sake, Jono. Her sensibilities.

Eleanor was never going to understand fashion. Or people wearing tights that distinctly showed everyone their ... assets.

Or the idea that dark red and mustard yellow were an acceptable color palette, either.

Right there and then, Kathy made the decision that if this weird thing she was going through did turn out to be some kind of power manifestation, she was never, ever going to wear tights. Or use a color scheme that looked more suited to a hot dog.

Jono might notice that Mercy was doodling on her notebook. If he was particularly observant he might notice her writing things like:

Mercy Cornick

Mrs. Mercy Cornick

Mrs. Samuel Cornick

Mercedes Athena Cornick

Etc, etc...

And there were also some hearts and stars and rainbows and intertwined M's and S's...

Why would anyone gawk at the clothing? They looked sort of stylish, if not terribly comfortable.

What did Cecil know? He wore furry pants!

With, you know, popcorn. And soft drinks. And a Disney movie that was apparently mostly designed on a bad acid trip, because he doesn't hate you that much.

There was a reason the classics were classic. Joker settled in with popcorn and soda and enjoyed the show.

Near the beginning of the movie, when Alice ate the "Eat Me" cake and started crying big blubbery tears, he couldn't resist pointing out "Wow, she's not coping with change very well."

//Whole bloody thing is a lesson in knowing when to deal with it, and when to ride in a tiny jar boat on an ocean of your own bloody tears,// Jono allowed, vaguely amused.

There were worse movies out there for teaching about change, really.

Joker tossed some popcorn into his mouth. "Curiouser and curiouser."

Movies were still a novelty to Celia, as was popcorn. But for once, she already knew this story.

"They're leaving quite a lot out," she noted, about halfway through. "And I feel like there's significantly more songs and less math than Mr. Carroll might have intended."

//Disney,// Jono sighed, //is exceptionally fond of change. You should see what they've done to some of the other classics you might be familiar with.//

"I read the books," Eleanor said, watching the movie with a decided frown. "I don't remember her being quite so ... vapid."

(forgive me I had to)

//I knew her in person,// Jono shared. //And neither do I.//

But, you know... Disney.

This was one of Kathy's least favorite Disney films. It was just so creepy and everyone was mean.

On the other hand, at least it wasn't Fox and the Hound.

Cecil was watching the film.

And taking notes. You never knew what might come in handy.

If he's about today.

Jono has his sincere doubts that he finds much of this movie to be very peculiar at all.

Cecil thought the movie was a pretty good manual on coping with change.

He also sort of liked Jono's outfit.

Go on. Ask him about the yellow. See how much he enjoys that.

"So, superhero, huh?" Joker asked. It was a reasonable guess, given the outfit. Plus, the red conveniently color-coded him as the ~~meta for~~ Raphael of a given super-troupe. "Never thought I'd meet a real one. You guys have power rings? Color-coordinated giant robots?"

//You'd be surprised how many superheroes there are around here,// Jono grumbled, rolling his eyes toward the ceiling. //No exciting jewelry, though. Best we get is a stupid letter 'X,' and the giant robots are generally out there trying to exterminate us.//

Being a superhero sucked.

//Retired from that a few months back, though. This was literally the only thing in my closet this morning.//

"X is a good letter, though. Very mysterious and superhero-y. I'm sorry about the robots, though. That... pretty much blows." Which he'd experience firsthand, in a little over a decade. 'With great power', though, I guess?"

[Pretend there's some way to meta Spider-Man's catchphrase without mangling it beyond recognition.]

//X isn't that original,// Jono replied with a shrug. //Refers to the mutant gene that gave people powers in the first place. And 'great power' is apparently why I keep crawling back to it. Either that, or some ridiculous masochistic need to keep throwing myself headfirst into mortal peril.//

Or, you know, both.

//Not particularly fond of the uniforms. This is one of my least absurd ones, though.//

"So, no fashion designers in the superhero community, huh? Or... anyone who ever went to art school, even?"

//Apparently people take 'make art, not war' seriously,// Jono replied with a shrug. //I'd take black leather and be happy with it, if I was given the option. I'm... never really given the option.//

Clearly, he needed to start a solo career or something.

"Black leather's a classic for superheroes," Joker commented. "Don't you have some sort of... I don't know, billionaire philanthropist who's secretly on your team -- sorry, ex-team -- or something? "'Cause, I mean, like a few hours of time from a Hollywood costume designer won't come cheap, but it could do wonders for the whole franchise."

//... You know, we always seem to,// Jono admitted, furrowing his brow a little. //Xavier, Worthington, Emma, Thrash...//

It seemed almost as though you couldn't have mutant superheroes without having a millionaire or two in tow. Huh.

//I... don't actually know where all of these millionaires are coming from, but it's oddly bloody convenient, even if nobody's putting money on decent uniforms.//

I secretly loved those stupid ketchup-and-mustard uniforms.

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