Found pinned to the green velvet curtains used for the stage at noon the next day:

Question everything.

What are you looking for?

Tell me. Conquest?

Maybe you seek change.

Two fires burned the forest

Between to meet.

One turns to the pine,

Ariel trapped, soon free,

Soars on the smoke.

The other remains,

Longing for flame, seeking

Heat, burning oak.

Water tempers fire.

Through the ashes, can you

See the river?

With a sigh, a rich voice whispers, "Maybe this not gonna be as easy as Gambit thought."

Appearing on the bulletin board this morning:

Notice!

Creativity

Is appreciated.

It's what we teach.

However, this board

Is for school business

Only. Always.

We hope you can see

And respect our judgement.

Thank you. Good day.

--Charles Xavier, Ph.D.

A note, pinned in place of the previous one on the curtains.

Got it, chere. Any

Other thoughts you want tell

Old Gambit, oui?

The Third Day: Feelings Running High

Wolverine's Haiku

Why'd she use Japanese

Poetry? Damn it. Kids

Won't let me rest.

"Come on, Logan. Tell

me!" Not my secret. I

don't give them out.

Only reason I stay,

Two reasons; To see her,

and his response.

General Atmosphere Haiku

I bet it's Logan,

Playing tricks on us, 'cause

He thinks sneaky.

Nah. It's Rogue, trying

To get Gambit back in

Her arms. She cried.

Uh uh! Gambit wrote

Them so we'd think he was

All that…showoff.

It's Bobby. No, Kurt.

Maybe Jean, Emma could.

Betsy…The Prof!

Prof X? You're nuts. It's

SO Scott! Hiding, glasses…

Can't you agree?

The Author Herself, written on a whiteboard for "general comments"

A cool well, hidden

Deep in the forest, held

Silence, water.

The tarnished knight sat,

Trailing a hand deep, feeling

Relief, no thirst.

His sword down, his bruised

Face cooled by the wind, he

Felt peace at last.

Who knows what happened

In his mind, before the

Well, in the past?

And, when he stands tall,

Does he think about the

Water, or no?