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[open log] Leadership Camp!

Characters: Everyone and some people who we’re pretending exist in canon
Setting: The Danger Room
Content: There’s no I in Team when you’re taking down a Sentinel.
Status: Open and incomplete.
Notes: In order to get some vaguely even numbers, Kayt and Bria decided to throw some NPCs in there. If you have one on your team, make use of them! They won’t bite. Besides that, everyone just have fun with this! Kick some shiny metal ass!

By now, the students had definitely learned to be apprehensive when Emma and Logan were waiting for them in the Danger Room with those amused smirks.

“We’ll be doing something a bit different today and possibly for some of the foreseeable future. You’ll be split into teams of four to take on a Sentinel,” Emma greeted the students calmly despite how drastically they were changing the morning sessions.

“Some of you have shown your stuff as leaders, some of you can follow orders well. All of you need to exercise your ability to do both. We’ve split you up into four teams, each team will be delegated a leader for the session. If you are a leader, you will lead. If you are not,” Logan’s eyes fell heavily on a few choice students, “you will follow orders.”

“Those of you who are not a part of the current simulation will observe from the control room and take note of what works and what does not works for the other teams. You may find this useful for your own runs.”

“Keep tight, work together. Leadership is not about taking the glory for yourself,” another pointed look at more choice students, “following orders is not about letting someone else do the hard work. If you have any ideas about showboating or dragging ass there will be consequences.” As if he wasn’t clear enough, Logan illustrated his point with an ominous sound that every student understood: ’SNIKT

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You are facing off against four high-grade synthetic polymer sentinel models. These are the anti-magneto designs, smaller, more agile, and flight ready. Dazzler has been selected as team leader.

Respond here with your reactions to this assignment, your team, it's leader selection and, of course, your opponent.

Observers, you are in the control room. If you are compelled, play your part as part of the peanut gallery.

[Ali looks up at the sentinels, significantly more mobile than she's used to, approaching rapidly through the air. Of course they can fly, while nobody on her team can themselves. She frowns, not sure why she's been picked to lead this band of leadfoots, not sure if anyone--especially Laura--is going to follow her orders. Her eyes dart around, scanning the pretty desolate surroundings and then her teammates, trying to come up with some sort of tactical brilliance that will make her look like less of a spaz.]

Elixir, get moving on the ground. Stay low but visible, do what you can to distract them and holler if you need cover. [She extends a hand to Rogue, not thrilled at the prospect of sharing, but it's probably their best chance of picking more than one of these things out of the sky at a time.] Rogue, take what you need and get a feel for the sound-light conversion, when you're ready, I'll take point and you follow my lead. X-23, I'm going to see what I can do about getting you off the ground so you can rip a couple of these tin cans open.

[Ali grounds herself, eyes flashing brightly, forming a pad of hard light for Laura to stand on, waiting for the clone to comply.]

[Rogue had raised an eyebrow when Logan first assigned the teams and she's repeating the action now. Ali isn't exactly someone she saw as a leader and the offer of the power boost surprised her even more. But she doesn't say anything as she yanks off a glove and concentrates on taking just enough power from the older girl. The glove goes back on as she gave the borrowed powers time to settle in. Experimentally, she converted a few sound waves, creating a few green lights before nodding to Ali.]. Can't do anything to fancy yet but I'm good to go.

Fancy's not the game plan, girlfriend. Throw up as much cover as you can, big and flashy right at the visual sensors, until '23 gets on one. Once I've got her up there, I'll give you cues for better damage hits.

[Ali's focusing on controlling Laura's trajectory, the clone crouched low on the light pad created for her. It's rising slowly while Ali works on her aim--it's not the best, but it'll have to do. She closes one eye, tongue sticking out as she tries to thumb out the best path for her teammate.] Just like shooting pool, Blaire. You can do this... [She's talking to herself, but whatever, she doesn't care if anyone hears really. The photon pulse she lets out will distract them from it without much trouble. The pulse is bright, violently violet, and sends Laura careening through the sky towards the sentinels. Ali adds a few small lateral pulses to direct her more cleanly to the one approaching fastest.]

Alright, '23, it's all you now. Get that hunk'o'junk out of the sky.

[Since receiving his orders, Josh has been trying to distract to huge machines as best as he could. He follows closely behind X-23 and signals to her that they should split, so that he keeps himself in the machine's line of sight while she ducks out of it.]

[Rogue's keeping busy providing a distraction, allowing herself a small grin as she gets a better feel for the powers. The more colours and the brighter, the better the distraction. Her attention's divided though as one of the Sentinels splits away to come at them from a different angle. She switches her attention to this one, trying to change the photon waves so they're less distraction and more damage.]

[Ali notices Rogue's attempt at offensive photons, weak, but not hopeless. She gets as close to Rogue as she can to offer a few pointers.] If you want to do more damage, work 'em like a good date: hot and hard. Try and tighten the waves until they're particles, then get 'em moving to heat 'em up. After that, you just let 'em fly! [Ali demonstrates as she explains, putting a dent in one of the sentinel's armour. It retaliates, sending a clean blast at Rogue, who's a little flashier than Ali at the moment.

Ali throws up a light shield to deflect the blow from her teammate, but it ricochets and sends a sizable pile of rubble sliding down to pin one of Ali's legs beneath it. She frees the limb without much trouble, but it's bleeding and hurt pretty badly.]

Elixir! Need your help over here!

[Josh is on his way. He dashes over to Ali and grabs her hand and starts to heal her. He can tell that she's feeling a burst of energy, too.]

Gave you a power boost, too.

[Rogue gives Elixir enough cover to get to them, focusing on causing what damage she can as he works. She has the hang of the 'hot and hard' waves now and it gives her time to get a better look at the Senintels attacking them. As Josh finishes, she offers a hand up to Ali, already talking as she does.] Dazzler, they're weakest at the head joint. If we can hit that one at the same time... [She lets her voice trail off as she points towards a particular Sentinel, the one Ali'd hit before.]

[Unsurprisingly, there's really no need to worry about the one Laura's got--she'd jumped onto the Sentinel, and like any good assassin, knew its weak point almost immediately, climbing up its chest with her claws. The hunk of junk knew she was there, of course, its metal hands taking turns reaching for her, trying to squash her, but Laura moved fast: slicing at its fingers, jumping spryly and dodging it until she all but disappeared at its neck. Then the only thing to do was make quick, efficient work of detaching its head.

Which she did, and then slid down the thing's huge arm just in time for it to fall headfirst and hit the floor with a deafening thud. And right next to Rogue and Ali.]

Rogue is correct.

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[With Josh's extra boost and a pretty easy tactical plan, Ali's feeling bold. She grins, devious like, and is ready to hit the sentinel with the heavy artillery. Cracking her knuckles, she squints at the sentinel.] Elixir, you and '23 get yourselves under it, Josh, give Laura a leg up in case we can't get the head joint to give, and then get lost--don't want you getting squished. Rogue, photon pulses alone might not take it out, so you keep with those and I'll add something with a little extra punch. [Ali's fingertip lights up, glowing hot and red, and she tests the thin laser beam on some rubble nearby, cutting cleanly through it. She nods to herself, satisfied, and returns her attention to the team.]

Let's put this thing to bed and go have a beer.

[Rogue never takes her eyes off of their target, hands starting to glow as she calls up some stronger photon pulses. At Ali's go-order, she lets loose with the pulses, completely focused upon the task at hand. Too focused, however, to notice one of the other Sentinels moving into attack. Moments later, she finds her previous focus completely gone as the Sentinels hits her hard enough with a energy blast in the shoulder to knock her backwards and off of her feet.]

[It takes a split second for Ali to react, but it's long enough for her to watch Rogue fly backward and into a pile of rubble. Looking up, eyes panicked for a moment, Ali hardens the wall of light she's holding up, trying to manipulate the shield so the blasts she's deflecting ricochet back to damage the sentinel dealing them out. It's not as easy as it looks, and she has to call out to warn Laura and Josh to watch their backs.]

Rogue, you okay? [Ali edges closer to her, sparing what attention she can to check out if her teammate's injured. There's nothing she can see at a glance, but that doesn't mean there's nothing to be worried about. Her fingers extend to the other girl and Ali nods, the invitation for Rogue to take an extra power boost present but unspoken.] Need a hand?

[The hit's bad enough to mean she'll be near useless in any hand to hand but not bad enough to take her out of the fight. She's more angry at herself for getting hit at all than necessarily injured.] I'll live. [She pulls off a glove and accepts the hand up, letting go as soon as she's standing again and only taking what she absolutely needs from the other girl. There's a nod as she replaces her glove, indicating that she's good to go again.] Thanks.

You are facing off against two megalithic old-school sentinels. They are big and clunky, not quite as quick and agile as the later models, but there is no school like the old school for squishing mutants like ants and they will give you a run for your money. Hellion has been selected as team leader.

Respond here with your reactions to this assignment, your team, it's leader selection and, of course, your opponent. As Colossus is an NPC, use him as much as you like. He's a tank, you love him.

Observers, you are in the control room. If you are compelled, play your part as part of the peanut gallery.

[Well, fuck. Julian's takes a moment to smirk up at the approaching Sentinels, because damn, he didn't think it'd be so easy. He's confident, turning to his waiting teammates, dishing out orders as he grins charmingly at them and adjusts one of his gloves.]

Wings, take the Russian up in the sky over the one on the right. You can shred right through them, right, Pete? [Julian doesn't wait for an answer.] Drop 'im over the junk's head. Pixie, you're with me. Get to the air, do your fairy dust spiel, whatever. Just play distraction. I'll pull him apart.

[Logan remembers the old Sentinels, not fondly, but who's ever fond of robots that try to kill you? His mouth is a thin line as he watches from the control panel. Angel executes the drop of Colossus easily, but a blaster beam ricochets off Piotr's shiny form and clips one of Warren's wings, sending him into a feathery tailspin. Meanwhile, it looks like Colossus is stuck inside his Sentinel, it's movements are spastic and uncontrolled, but that's just making the thing's attacks that much more difficult to avoid...]

You are facing off against one monster old-school sentinel and two of the anti-magneto models. Be on your toes, they'll be sporting some pretty fast and dirty attack varieties. Iceman has been selected as team leader.

Respond here with your reactions to this assignment, your team, it's leader selection and, of course, your opponent. As Cannonball is an NPC, use him as much as you like. He's a blast, you love him.

Observers, you are in the control room. If you are compelled, play your part as part of the peanut gallery.

[Bobby's response to this assignment? Are you serious? He looks at his team: Wither and Cannonball are looking cooperative enough, but Pyro...

Bobby sets his jaw as he looks at their approaching opponents. Okay. This is going to be tough. He races through their combo options, considers their strengths and weaknesses, the weaknesses of the sentinels. Wither won't be able to do any sort of damage against the synthetic new models, but Bobby doesn't want to waste his ability by just having him run distraction.

A few more seconds and he's got a vague sort of plan.]

Okay. Wither - see what damage you can do to the old-school sentinel. Pyro, you and I will give him some defensive cover. Cannonball - keep the other two busy, try and damage them enough to slow 'em down. If you need backup, call for it. I'll keep an eye out.

[Pyro's got no qualms about being on board. Despite the fact that he laughed in Emma Frost's face when she told him he was suiting up for this shit. Not that he's wearing a suit. Just jeans and an old long-sleeved shirt. Some things run deep. Like an overwhelming hatred for the X-men and just about everything they stand for. But hey? If it means he has that damn power neutralizer off? He'll be here and play nice... ish.

Oh, and he has certain lighter fluid contraptions at his wrists. Thought he got rid of that? Nope. At Bobby's orders, he smirks a little, walks a few steps towards his dear old best friend.]

Keeping an eye on me, Iceman?

[Bobby keeps his face neutral. Today, he's got to lead this team, and even if he's not happy with the people (person) in it, it's his responsibility to lead them and keep them working together. So he ignores the slight dig in John's comment and responds matter-of-factly.]

I need you to help me take that thing down if Wither can't do enough damage. Superheat then supercool the metal. Cannonball can give it one hit and it should be brittle enough to smash.

[He turns to Kevin.] I don't know how much of that thing you'll be able to decay. Maybe nothing. If it doesn't work, see what you can do to slow them down. Use the terrain.

[The simulation is set somewhere not entirely unlike the grounds of the mansion - there's a body of water a reasonable distance away, some trees here and there, plenty of open space, and a few buildings behind them.]

I'm already on it. [Kevin nods, accepting his orders, his face hard set. He's tried his powers on these sentinels, he knows craving holes in the earth is a better bet than going for the alloy. He runs, slides--skids--onto the ground beneath the Big One, his palms already bared to the earth. He looks for an opening, but doesn't find much of one. He yells to Cannonball, hoping Sam can hear him.]

Hey! Come blast a hole through the concrete here! I need to get at what's underneath before I can do any good at all.

[Concrete and asphalt are always the barrier between Kevin and usefulness in these situations. He makes a mental note to see if Forge can get him some sort of blaster that will cut through them easily, but for now, Cannonball does the trick: a fast and dirty hit that leaves a crater amidst a cloud of dust and sediment. Kevin's in there before it clears, his hands digging through the debris to find soil, rich and organic beneath. He sets to work, a wide radius of pressure cracks appearing under the immense weight of the sentinel as it walks across the unsupported pavement.]

[Kevin works quickly. The sentinel sinks several feet into the earth amid deafening cracks. It's temporarily immobilised (the bottom half, anyway), and Bobby springs into action, already in his ice form. He begins barking orders as he moves.]

Pyro, get that thing superheated. Wither, Cannonball - keep the other two distracted while we deal with this one.

[The two newer-model sentinels have cottoned on to the plan and are speeding towards them. He knows that it'll take John a few minutes to superheat all that metal; they need to give him some time before Bobby can take over. Bobby leaps up onto an ice slide, heading straight towards one of the sentinels. Sam is beside him, heading for the other one - he overtakes Bobby and lands a mighty blow, pushing the sentinel back.

Bobby, in turn, moves quickly, deftly weaving around the other Sentinel. He's pushing himself - these things are much faster than the older models, and he has a few very narrow misses. He begins shooting ice at it, aiming for the head, building up enough to temporarily blind the thing.]

[John doesn't really need to be told twice. But he does take his sweet time, his eyes fulled with a hateful glare as Bobby speeds off. Yeah, it sucks he's taking orders from the dickhead, sucks Bobby's actually good at this.

Still, he takes a readying step towards the Sentinel, the side of his mouth pulling up into a smirk as he ignites the catches on his wrists, fire exploding into his palms. It's freeing and fills him with more life than he's felt in awhile. He lifts his hands and gets to work,aiming tall, hungry streams of flames at the Sentinel's face and torso. Thankfully, its legs are buried, but its arms are moving; John has to dodge those if he gets too close.]

[Bobby's focused on the sentinel he's distracting, but he's got his eye out for his teammates, taking note of what they're doing and where they are. As he loops around behind the now-blinded sentinel, he makes his way over to John and the blistering streams of flame that obscure the thing he's fighting. He has to shout to make his orders heard over the roar of the fire and the sounds of Sam smashing his fists into metal.]

Pyro, pull back, see what kind of damage you can do to those newer models. I'll take over here.

[Bobby skids expertly off his slide and into place near John, hands already up, cooling the air around him. The heat is intense and it saps his energy; he has to concentrate hard and draw on the moisture from the lake. Soon it's cool enough for him to really start blasting the sentinel with ice. He looks briefly over his shoulder and yells to Sam.]

On my signal!

[Yeah, great. Off to heat up the next one. One that's not in the ground yet, so goodie for John. He sneers a little but does as he's told, yelling to Kevin as he makes his way over to the other Sentinels.]

Hey, Wither! You wanna give a guy some back-up?

[Fire ignites in his palms and he waits until Kevin's caught up with him a little, smirking at his friend.]

I'll provide the fire, you take some of the heat.

[Wither raises his hand to deaden the heat in the air around them, dropping to one knee and corroding the earth beneath them so that they sink into the ground, recessed and protected from the sentinel's blasts. He can't do too much else to give cover, aside from be an extra set of eyes.

Of course, his eyes spot only too late the fact that Pyro's flames have started to not superheat the Sentinel's exterior, but actually start to melt it, sizzling, molten globs raining from the sky.]

Uhhh...John, [He looks up, pointing to the sentinel, it's exterior dripping down around them, the wires exposed beneath.] Maybe we should find some better cover...

[Wither's words are punctuated by the sound of the older Sentinel shattering - one super-powered hit from Cannonball and the thing smashes apart.

Bobby speeds over to the other two, freezing and blasting aside any molten bits of Sentinel that threaten to hit his teammates. Soon he's just a few feet behind them, face strained as he moves faster to keep them all safe.]

Pyro, tone it down!

You're facing off against some space-age prototype sentinel models obtained from a raid on Bolivar Trask's personal offices. They're quick and flight ready like the nati-magneto models, but are also outfitted with hyperdense carbon based alloys that will make penetration difficult. Chamber has been selected as team leader.

Respond here with your reactions to this assignment, your team, it's leader selection and, of course, your opponent. As Jubilee is an NPC, use her as much as you like. She's a firecracker, you love her.

Observers, you are in the control room. If you are compelled, play your part as part of the peanut gallery.

Shadowcat, maybe these things can be shut down from the inside. See if you can get into the main CPU, do some damage, and just bash it up if that's all it takes.

Cuckoos, keep an eye on her while she does so. Jubilee, you and I will do some firepower attacks on them.

[The Cuckoos are standing off to the sidelines, eyes glowing white and connecting their teammates' thoughts, just as an added bonus to keeping watch over Kitty's progress. Shadowcat is approaching the nearest model with a determined look on her face, unconcerned with the shots the Sentinel takes at her; they phase right through her, never making a hit.]

We hope this means you and Jubilee will provide cover for us too, Chamber.

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Team 1: Dazzler, Rogue, Elixir, X-23

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Team 2: Hellion, Pixie, Angel, Colossus

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Team 3: Iceman, Wither, Pyro, Cannonball

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here, see, I can torture all your kids equally.

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Team 4: Chamber, Shadowcat, Cuckoos, Jubilee

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