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Jean Grey	Following the incident with Samuel, Jean scheduled two separate meetings to get to know the two better. Just so happens to be the slotted time for her meeting with Vi, and Jean is all set up in her office, along with some light refreshment set on the table to offer a welcoming environment for the new girl.
Vi	Vi shows up early, waiting outside quietly. Perhaps having to go somewhere with a clock to check and confirm the time. But when it's time, she knocks softly on the door, and come in whenever she's invited in. Vi is wearing a pair of jeans and some boots, along with a Henley shirt that is in good condition except for looking a little wrinkled, like it's seen a fair amount of use. "Hello. Is this the time you wished to speak to me?" she asks softly. Her eyes mostly stay down, just peeking up at Jean now and then.
Jean Grey	"Come on," Jean calls with the slightest hesitation, motioning at the chair across from her desk, "please have a seat, Vi, glad you could make it. And punctual too, that will serve you well." She nods at the question, which might have well been rhetorical, "yes, very much so. You're a new student I didn't get to meet in person, and I'd like to get to know you. At least a little, is there anything you'd like to tell me about yourself...?" She offers rather than demanding to hear anything specific.
Vi	Vi moves over to take a seat on the edge of the chair, her hands resting in her lap. She sits quietly, continuing to look at Jean mostly with little glances now and then that avoid direct eye contact the rest of the time. "That I'd like to tell you about myself?" Vi repeats softly. She hesitates, her eyes flitting about her thoughts a worried jumble, the emotions easy enough to read if Jean is at all leaving herself receptive to other thoughts. Uncertainty, not knowing what it is she should say. Worried that she'll say something wrong. "I... I don't know. What is there you would want to hear?" she asks.
Jean Grey	Jean has a concerned look for a moment, melting away to warm supportive smell as she senses the girl's anxiety. "This is not a test, Vi, and there are no wrong answers. I just want to get to know you, and I think the best way to go about it, is to let you share what you think best defines you." Jean pauses a moment, and then offers helpfully while pointing at herself, "if I were to tell you about myself, and share something I'd like, is that I am genuinely interested in having people get along. I try and understand other people and not be quick to judge, I believe communication, and acceptance, leads to a better world. Do you have something you believe in?"
Vi	The older teen looks like she tries to relax, though there is still a bit of a slump to her shoulders, a habitual attempt to make her already small form look even smaller. To be overlooked. "Something I believe in?" Vi repeats softly. Her eyes search about. "I don't really think about things like that," she says quietly. "The people here have time to do things like that. I spent most of my time trying to stay fed. Until they took me to the lab," she says quietly, her emotions spiking a bit as she remembers a few of the worst times. Through it all, there's an underlying fear she might say something wrong. Do something wrong that would get her thrown back into somewhere like she came from.
Jean Grey	Jean was about to offer further assistance, when she gets just how much work will be required with this girl. And to think she's the one Samuel choose to attack. It really breaks her heart, as she motions for Vi to approach, "would you please come around the desk, I want a closer look at you," Jean asks with a warm tone of voice. Hoping the request wouldn't further freak out Vi, but at the very least she assumes she is used to inspections. So maybe it wouldn't seem that entirely alien to the girl.
Vi	Vi rises from her chair. Though as nice as Jean is, there's a sense of standing before the camp's Commandant that Vi can't really shake. Not that she ever had to do any such thing, but authority figures were something to be feared. The young woman moves around the desk. She's a bit undersized, only about 5'2 and maybe 90 or 95 pounds. She's small, but not youthful looking at least. One can tell she's on her way to becoming a young woman. Vi slouches and stands with her shoulders hunched a little bit as she moves around to stand in front of Jean. Eyes settling on anything other than the red-head's eyes. "Yes ma'am," she says very softly.
Jean Grey	Jean tris to look into Vi's eyes, and if the girl avoids her gaze, she simply waits in silence until she manages to get a look without prompting. She wants to avoid appearance of issuing commands, "Vi, I heard where you came from, and I wanted to assure you this place is not like that. You don't have to be afraid...okay? Do you understand that?" She waits a moment, studying the girl's visage, trying to measure if her reply would be a genuine one, or just an attempt to appease.
Vi	Vi glances up at Jean finally. "Everyone says that. Even Samuel," she says quietly, eyes dropping back down. The answer is honest, but Vi's thoughts suggest the place is so alien compared to the only life she's ever known. She's still waiting, expecting to find out there's a reason for it all. Waiting for the betrayal to come. Because everyone betrays you eventually. They have to, to stay alive. "I'm not afraid. But everything is... is so different," she says. Part of her longs to be back in the familiar world she knew. But only a tiny part. Wanting the comfort of the known, yet everything about Echo Location was a horror, that she can't harbor too many thoughts of wanting to return there. Not many at all.
Jean Grey	"Samuel shouldn't be saying that while attacking students...did he apologize for it after we had a bit of a talk over it?" Jean wonders, before parting her arms for a hug, "come closer, I want to explain myself better...so you know I'm not like Samuel, though I hope others who told you as much truly meant it."
Vi	Vi's hands come together before her. "He thought I was from Hydra. He saw the case I took with me when I escaped their lab," she says quietly. She reaches up, brushing her hair back, tucking it behind an ear. "I understand why he did it," she says. There's anger inside of her. Anger at Samuel. It's strong, and it's confusing at the same time. Intense memories, of a youth in a Hydra uniform, breaking down a door across the street while Vi peered out of a peephole in the wall of her hidey hole. Not Samuel, but someone like him. Going inside and the sound of those inside being killed. Confusion and turmoil, knowing Samuel came to her camp on training missions. Killing just because he was told to kill. And yet he's the only person at the school who understands the life Vi came from. She wants to hate him, and cling to him, all at the same time. Vi hesitates a moment, and then the 19 year old moves into Jean's offered hug. She trembles at first, but then hugs Jean tight.
Jean Grey	Jean wraps her arms around Vi, gathering her into her embrace. Not tightly, but there's an engulfing warmth quality to her embrace. She just holds Vi there for a moment or two in silence, before eventually speaking up softly. "I just want you to feel what I mean when I say I am here for you, and I will protect you. While you're in this school, you are safe, and you will learn to be better prepared for the outside world. That place you grew up in, that doesn't exist for you anymore..." of course Jean is talking about the immediate present, because the past is a little harder to let go off, she should know better than most. "You have to understand, a teacher will never trick you, they mean what they say and there are no tricks. Ok?"
Vi	There is a rush of emotion at first in the hug. The uncertainty and sense of being so alone let out in a little flood as the repressed feelings are given a release. Eventually Vi regains a bit of control over them, and gently pulls back from the hug. "I understand," she says softly. Vi looks down. "I started learning to read," she says quietly. A flash of memory. A children's book, the words no more than four or five letters, and very simple ones. Some of the things in the book though, Vi has no idea what they are, not having heard of the animals or objects the book shows. "I'm trying," she says softly, her hands going back to hold each other in front of her.
Jean Grey	"That's excellent, reading is one of the skills that will help you study other subjects," Jean readily releases Vi from her prolonged embrace when she starts to pull away. "If you have any questions about any words you don't understand, anyone of the teachers will be glad to help. I'm sure some of the other students would be happy to help as well." Jean gauges for a moment how stressed Vi is feeling, considering ending the meeting earlier, if only to show the girl her time is her own for the most part. "Sai, Vi, have you had a chance to meet Laura yet? I think you'll find a kin soul in her, she'll understand you better than most."
Vi	Vi gives a little shake of her head. "I haven't. I heard about her. She had to learn about things too, and... that room where all the fancy hallways are at? The one that Charles Xavier showed us the mountain, and where Brian was practicing with his power? In there, they said, though I haven't gotten to try them yet," Vi says.
Jean Grey	"I do believe she may have had it worse then you, and she is still learning, but she has a commendable drive to improve," Jean shares, before noting, "she'll be a very good friend to have. Try and meet her, introduce yourself, see how it goes." Getting up herself, Jean motions for the refreshment on the table, "you'll get to experience everything, but for now, how about experiencing some hot cocoa and a cookie?"