The next day. . .
"Leadership tactics? Are they serious?" Dinah asked as they followed the maps on the backs of their schedules trying to find the room where their class was being held.
"Does this mean we're supposed to be in the basement?" Saya asked, staring at the map. "This is ridiculous, class started five minutes ago."
"It's their own fault for not giving us a tour," Dinah said grumpily. "Ooh! Hey! Mr. Rasputin!"
"Yes? What is it?" Asked the tall Russian man.
"Where's the war room - war room? Really?" Dinah asked, shocked.
"Come, I take you," he said, motioning for them to follow him.
They followed him into en elevator that took them down to the first basement, then he led them down the hall to a circular room with a central table.
"They got lost trying to find war room Scott, I bring them here," Piotr said, turning to leave the kids standing with their visored teacher.
"Alright, everyone come on in and sit down. This is the war room, this is where the X-Men meet to plan their missions and discuss tactics. I am the acting team leader. Each class we'll be meeting in here, I'll present a situation, each with a series of obstacles that must be taken in consideration. Then in the next class we'll discuss how you would approach it, and why it would or wouldn't work depending on the scenario," Scott explained. "Today in class we'll be discussing a scenario as a group discussion, after this each of you will work independently to come up with a plausible mission. . ."
