X-Men: Mutant World

As classes go, it had been intriguing. Fae had taken the elective on a whim to fill an empty slot in her roster for that year, but she hadn't considered that a psychology course would be so discussion-heavy. She had presumed that, as a high school class, it would be mostly book-learning and perhaps the occasional field trip. In light of this, the lessons had certainly piqued her interest, but the finer points of Freudian dream interpretations grated on her. She had tried to remain respectful through the class and kept most of her opinions to herself, but as the rest of the students gathered their books and sped towards the door in response to the last bell of the day, Fae instead walked to the teacher's desk.

"Professor, I'd like to talk to you, if you have the time," she requested. "It's about the discussion topic? I've gotta say, I really think Freud's not the best model for modern interpretations."

Let it begin...

Name: Heinrich "Geist" Krieger
Age: 86, though due to mutation Geist appears to be in his early 60s.
Appearance Krieger stands at an imposing 6'2" and has clearly taken exceptional care of his body.  Standing tall and proud, he is almost always seen in attire from another time: suits, button-up shirts, slacks, and peacoats seem to fill his wardrobe, though he favors old-style combat boots to shoes.  Krieger is never seen without his golden pocket watch, a token from his time spent at the hands of the Nazi butcher Doctor Mengele during World War 2.  While the watch is emblazoned with the Swastika of the Nazi empire, Krieger claims that his watch saved him from death multiple times over.

Mutation: Geist's mutation is two-fold.  The first component is that his body ages slower than normal, at about 75% the average human rate.  His second mutation, and the source of his mutant title, is his ability to induce vivid hallucinations in those around him.  As far as anyone knows Geist has to make eye-to-eye contact for his power to work.  Once he does he can force the person to see, hear, taste, smell, and/or feel whatever he wishes.  Given the right set of stimuli, Geist can induce fatal maladies such as heart attacks, self mutilation, stroke, etc.  During World War II, Krieger used his power to escape from Auschwitz and Doctor Mengele.  He claims that he's also partly responsible for Hitler's "suicide" in Berlin.
Mentality: Krieger is a patient man who would rather take the time and effort to think through a situation than go with his gut instinct.  Always reserved and calm, Krieger's outward presence speaks to a man who has done great things...though he doesn't brag about himself.  Beyond his stoic veneer is a man who abhors any cultural or government structure that asks it's people to blindly follow it.  In this sense Krieger is a bit of an Anarchist, believing that all governments have the potential to follow in the footsteps of the Reich.  During the now deceased Senator Kelly's attempt to pass the Mutant Registration Act, Krieger stepped onto the public stage to speak against what he called "the beginning of a horrifying trend".  At the same time, several non-mutants who watched broadcasts involving Krieger apparently committed suicide while watching his speech.  Krieger denies any involvement with these deaths and blames coincidence.

"Well, to be honest, I highly doubt that every single instance of walking through a forest is representative of pubic hair," the young woman explains. She twists a braid around her right index finger and continues, "Aside from that, I've analyzed more than a few dreams just for fun, but the typical mind is overflowing with concerns - loneliness, fear, love, excitement, anticipation, a whole slew of worries and expectations. It just doesn't make any logical sense for the only possible interpretation of any scenario to be so crass."

She is quiet for a moment, almost as if expecting reproach for her impassioned tone, then adds as an afterthought, "Also, I don't like misogynists. Kind of gives his ideas even less credit, far as I'm concerned."

"Thanks," Fae nodded. "See you tomorrow."

Still mildly surprised at his reaction to her opinions, she hurried to drop her books off in the dorm before meeting her friends in the cafeteria for dinner. As usual, the boys were fighting. Again. How in the world did they stay friends when they were such complete opposites? Fire and ice. Fae rolled her eyes and joined the line of students waiting to heap their trays with taco fixings while they went at it. Marie was already sitting with them, her expression indicating that she'd like to drain both boys until they were too tired to argue. By the time Fae reached the table, the twins had joined them - Yin and Yue. They sat serenely and ate while John and Bobby continued trading jabs back and forth. As it turned out, of all things they could have been fighting over, it was a damned Disney movie.

"You and your stupid puns!" Yin punched John's arm in response to the quip, her black hair falling across the table with her reach. "You're not the brightest crayon in the box, Pyro."

"Bobby," Fae interjected when no one else budged up to make space, "wave the kid over."

"One more, and wed have to give them nicknames," Fae commented. "It's probably prudent to continue the introductions. My name's Fiona, but most everyone calls me Fae. That's my mutant name. Sort of a nickname we find for ourselves based on what we can do. These are the twins - Yin's the pale one with dark hair, and Yue's the tanned one with white hair. Then there's Marie, mutant name Rogue. Try not to touch her skin."

The other girls had remained quiet, but at this point, Yin interrupted, "So, what's your deal?"

"That's kinda rude, isn't it?" Rogue asked. "He's not even settled yet."

"What Yin means," Yue interjected in a soft tone, "is we're glad to have you, and she's a bit curious as to what your power is."

"Like you're not?" Yin replied. Tapping her temple, she added, "Because I know you are."

"Well, as long as we're sharing," Yin said, "I can manipulate shadows. And Yue---"

"I project beams of light," Yue interjected softly.

"Yeah," Yin shot her sister an annoyed glance. "And Rogue can drain a person's energy just by touching them. Even get a mutant's powers from it, too. And Fae---"

"Prefers to keep some things private, thanks," the girl with multi-hued braids cut her off. Without looking up from her plate, she continued her meal in silence. Yin appeared chagrined by her mild chastisement and mumbled a faint apology. Rogue spared Fae a sympathetic glance before digging into her own food.