The unofficial student (Renard-Luke)

The message had been as succinct as she could. At least, until she got a general feel of Renard's mind to make sure the other link hadn't been severed and the kid wasn't panicking again. Once she felt reassured on that front, she sent the address to the kid. It was relatively close to the square where they had met, though not as close as the junkyard would have been. Hoewver, the streets around it were relatively safer in comparison and made it an overall better choice.

"You think you could make it there?" Jean didn't know where the kid lived and still wanted to respect his privacy, so she was asking. Maybe his house was in the opposite direction, as the only reference she had was the park. "I'm free Tuesdays and Thursdays around the time we met at the park."

Jean was waiting for his reply inside Renard's head, knowing the kid would probably have no other means of contacting her just yet.

The question surprised her. Yes, she had the time, but wasn't it a bit too late for a kid his age, who didn't really control his powers yet, to be wandering the streets alone? She'd have to put a mental tag on him and sort of follow him telepathically to make sure he got there safe, she thought. It was doable, all right. There was only one last problem.

"Won't your parents object to you leaving the house after dinner?" She inquired. Causing the boy trouble at home was the least she wanted to do.

Jean felt a pang of loneliness at the thought that the kid would be home alone, especially since she had the impression that was the norm for him. Otherwise, why would he had been at the park? She suppressed those thoughts for the time being.

"All right, then. Meet you at the deposit." She agreed trying to sound enthusiastic. Not that she wasn't but Jean just didn't show that kind of emotion too much, nor had a reason to in a long time. "I'll use my powers to make sure you get there safe, so don't worry." She promised getting out of bed. There was a couple of things she had to get ready before leaving the mansion.

Jean took a coat, her purse and made a quick trip to the library and borrowed a couple of used textbooks. The ones she had helped write for the school's students rather than publishing. Then, she left the mansion.

Reaching the building wasn't a problem for her either and was pleased to see that Renard hadn't encountered any problems either. She had arrived a little late because the place wasn't as close to the mansion. "I'm almost there." Jean sent when she sensed Renard had arrived.

"Nice seeing you again" The redhead walked towards Renard with a smile and opened the building's door as if it weren't locked. It had been unlocked by her TK just a moment before, but the movement seemed fluid enough to make anyone think that it wasn't locked to begin with. She entered the abandoned building and looked around appraising the place. A huge dusty room containing a bunch of old furniture extended in front of them, but there was plenty of space to practice what they wanted. Next, she searched for the light switch and hoped for the best. Good. There was still power.

"This should work." She said approvingly and then turned to Renard. "Don't you think?"

She mirrored the gesture with a smile. Renard seemed like a sweet kid and a pang of loneliness hit her once more at the thought that she had never been able to had kids and probably never would. It was true that her genetic material was all over the place, but she hadn't gone through any part of the process herself while Scott had had his chance at parenthood, even if he had blown it. Then, she understood that was probably the main reason why she was taking an unofficial student.

"I took the liberty of bringing you some of the books we use at the school in case you were interested." Jean announced taking out a couple of worn volumes from her oversize purse. Her green eyes scanned the place and, a moment later, all the dust on an old desk had flown away. She walked to it from the other way and left the books on it before taking another volume.

"I'd really appreciate it if you didn't show them to anyone except for Luke." She added in a serious tone, looking to hold Renard's gaze.

"Thank you." She replied with a warm smile. "The other teachers and I put a lot of effort in making this material." It would had been too ironic to have it work against them, though there was nothing on the books themselves that could link them to the school. The title of one indicated that it was on mutant history and maybe a bit of genetics. Then, there was one about telekinesis and another one about illusions, apparently.

"Oh, before we start... you might be wondering why I brought the book on illusions. You might want to talk to Luke about this, but what you described the other day sounded like a combination of Telekinetic force and and a Telepathic illusion. That would explain why the objects he can conjure seem to be tangible." That was all she had to say about the books, so her mind started thinking about their lesson as her eyes scanned the place for something they could use.

"Would you like to show me what you can do?" She suggested. That would give her a place to start that was closer to Renard's level.