Shipping out to Boston (open)

[Cyclops]

It was a sunny yet slightly cold day on the streets of Boston, Scott had decided it was a good idea to head in to town, he missed New York but he supposed he'd have to make do with here. This was the first time he'd been out of the academy, his ribs were healing but he still had them taped up just as a precaution. Wearing his red shades, a pair of blue jeans, a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket with an X on the back.

He walked down the street taking the occasionl look in shop windows as he passed them. It had been hard going for him since the mansion had been destroyed but he just hoped that one day he could go home, that is all he wanted and he was sure the other X-men wanted the same thing. Pausing once again he looked around, wondering what to do next.

[Caligo]

Faith walked down the streets of Boston. The Xavier Academy had been destroyed. She had felt nothing apart from annoyance with that notion. The people there had told her and Bloodvein to go to Boston, the Academy set up my Emma Frost would take them in. Once in Boston she had decided that maybe an academy wasn't really her cup of tea. Boston was a new city, new possibilities. She had no idea what was where in this hellhole but she knew one thing. She needed money to get anywhere.

She saw a man lingering at shopping windows. That meant he was distracted and carrying money. It wasn't all to busy but she could get around that and still bump into him. She brushed her hair out of her face and straightened her clothes, she didn't want to look like a bum when he saw her. She walked into him from behind, slipping dexterous fingers into his pocket and lifting his wallet. As she moved to hide the wallet she distracted him. "Sorry, man. Wow. Nice shades!" she pointed at her own shades to draw his attention to them in stead of her other hand.

With that behind her she made off, just at a normal tempo. It should be some time before he found out he was picked and she didn't want to draw any more attention to herself than she had already done. She just hoped that the contents of the wallet were dollar bills because it had felt relatively loaded.