xmutanthigh | [OPEN POST] SNEAKY X-MEN TEAM

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[OPEN POST] SNEAKY X-MEN TEAM

Characters: Bobby, Kitty, Julian, anyone feasible.
Setting: Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, Awesometown.
Content: EPIC.
Status: OPEN AND READY.

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IMPORTANT NOTE: REFER HERE before jumping in.

SECOND IMPORTANT NOTE: It's been nearly a day since John has disappeared, along with Logan. There are whispers and rumors floating around school that John has left for the Brotherhood again and Logan has followed to skewer him. ~~Some people say they ran away together to fall in love and join the circus though.~~ Keep it in mind!

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Oh, great.

[They can't really hurt him, can they? Him being Scott Summers' brother, and all.]

Well, let me cover you. Let's go.

[Forge is locking and loading a few gadgets into this new synthetic limbs, thankful he made the switch after his Danger Room session with Rogue the other day. He leaps over and hedge and rolls to cover, only a yard or two away from Lorna Dane.]

You know her profile? I feel like maybe we should have been fighting these guys instead of ninjas the other day...

[These three intelligent, beautiful telepaths need no debriefing with partners because they are, excuse this French, the shit. All three walk confidently into the wall, one of them adjusting a glove to their quite fashionable matching uniforms - they had just been sparring in the weight rooms.]

I think it's time we take out the trash, wouldn't you all agree?

[Emma picks up mentally on Josh's doubts and proceeds to take a moment away from her own battle with Mastermind.] This is not the time for niceties, Elixir. The enemy is the enemy, understand?

Got it!

[Josh yells this out loud as he takes a few practices swings, stepping in line with Laura as she runs. He could've relayed this telepathically, but the yell serves as a battle cry.]

[Telford Porter may have no scruples, but it doesn't mean he has no skills. At Polaris' instruction, he's 'ported Mastermind into the mansion, trying to get the illusionist close enough to affect and key players left in New York.

Once deposited, Porter heads toward the tech. An opportunist and a bit of a nerd, the promise of Forge's lab is too much for him to resist.]

Yeah, I've read it. And the ninjas were therapeutic. [Polaris rises into the air, a haughty smirk on her face. Rogue takes advantage of her borrowed telekinesis and echos her move, sending a blast of telekinetic energy towards the green haired woman simultaneously.]

Yeah...maybe you want to share a little? [Forge launches a smoke grenade at Polaris, but it's relatively ineffective, the metal flying off somewhere in the distance under her control.] I'm not as well versed as I should be.

[Laura has no time to wonder on Josh's strange and random battle cry; she is too busy taking to the courtyard, jumping spryly off the balcony steps and landing off in a sprint. She sees her target and engages: Havok sends a blast her way and she tumbles to the side, the hot heat searing at her skin and uniform, the former quickly and easily healing seconds later. She does not pause and continues to charge.]

She's Magneto's daughter. [Rogue has to quickly shoot another half dozen feet into the air to avoid the grenade. Taking advantage of her momentum, she moves in closer, managing to land one solid punch before getting knocked away and to the ground by something very much metal and heavy. She winces as she gets to her feet.] Anything metal's a real bad idea right now.

Great. Forge frowns at his tech, discarding a large majority of it, ripping loose any snythetic and plastic wiring, casings and other parts for later use. He glances up quickly, then launches himself at Polaris, tackling her from the air for a moment, getting in only one square hit across the jaw before he's ducking for cover.] Got any tricks up your sleeves there, girl?

[Trash is quite the suitable word for the Cuckoos' target, or at least they certainly think so.

Still, the girls raise their brows at each other and smile, their eyes glowing white as they approach Forge's lab, talking amongst themselves.]

Isn't his mind just so very mundane, sisters.

Pathetic.

Not worth our perusal, even on the most boring of days.

[They stop outside the doors.]

Should we just command him to sleep?

I'd rather make him think he's a turtle.

Don't be silly. I think we should make him open the doors. Make this a little fun for once.

[They all shrug simultaneously, and reach out with their collective minds.]

Do us a favor, dear. Open the door.

[Josh runs head-on into Havok's path, moving quickly in a zigzag to avoid his energy blasts. He jumps away from a particularly close one, grateful for all the times he's trained with Jono, who has a similar type of attack.

Ganged up on two-to-one, Havok is disoriented for a short moment before deciding to go for Laura. Josh takes the opportunity when he's out of Havok's line of sight to take the bat to his legs, knocking him to the ground.

Havok is down, but not incapacitated, and uses his plasma blast to rapidly heat up one of the marble statues at the front of the mansion, which explodes into millions of tiny shards.]

Use the shield!!

[Josh powers up his energy shield to high, and manages to avoid most of the damage that would've been dealt.]

[Laura is likewise unhurt, huddled in the grass for the time being, the shield also protecting her. Besides a few rapidly healing cuts and scrapes, she is fine.

Josh is not. She sees this plainly. He is closer, and Havok used the distraction to stumble to his feet, his eyes burning with annoyance as they land on Josh.

She is merely yards away now. It will not take her more than two seconds to close that gap. Large blue circles of energy pulse out from his hands - he directs one at her; the rest at Josh.

This is not prudent. She is quick. She dodges it easily, letting out a guttural, feral yell of her own - so much like Logan's, only smaller and feminine. She is on Havok before he realizes, but she knows she must move fast. Her claws rip out of her skin and she jumps, slicing him across the chest and slides past him to dodge another panicked blast from him, as if she were sliding home in baseball.

Her claws slice open the back of one of his calves before he turns around, now bloody and limping, to face them both.]

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[Rogue shakes her head, quickly growing more frustrated with the situation. Forge was right: maybe they should've been running sims against the Brotherhood yesterday.] None that aren't incredibly stupid. [She tries using another telekinetic blast only to have it countered by on from Lorna and finds herself hitting the ground yet again. Time for a change in tactics or rather in psyches. Bone claws pop out and she might just let a little bit of Logan's personality slip through too.]

[The thought brushes his mind, but Vanisher's already begun to leave. The impulse to offer access to the lab he was in moments ago lingers for a second as he deposits his booty in his private storage locker. Where? He'd have to kill you if he told you. He considers leaving, just abandoning the other three to their fates but something about the idea of being manipulated by telepaths makes him angry. Vengeful. He produces a tranquilizer gun from the heap of stolen tech, and ports out.]

I only open doors for girls I'm taking home...

[He's grinning as he ports back, standing behind the Cuckoos, grabbing the back of one's head and smashing her forehead against the thick, reinforced door of Forge's lab. He ports out, then back, pistolwhipping another Cuckoo as he reappears. Again, he leaves, arming the weapon in his hand, and returns for a split second to wrap a tattooed arm around the final Cuckoo, tranquilizer at her throat. The whole attack takes only a matter of seconds, and he nods to the two recovering girls before he ports their sister away.]

I'll be back for you two in a jiffy!

[The next blast doesn't come from Alex's hands, but emits from the centre of his chest. Throwing his arms wide, the globe of blue destruction sends Laura and John flying back, a path of smoldering debris in it's wake.

Clones. [He complains as he looks down to inspect his injuries, taking a quick second to tie off his bleeding calf.] Madrox is bad enough, now Wolverine has a god damn clone, too?

[He fires off another two energy pulses, searing the flesh of the oncoming Laura, a third targeting the half-hidden Josh.]

[Lorna can't help but laugh as Rogue lunges at her, bone claws bared. The wrought iron of the garden's fencing comes up on Rogue's left, sending her flying. Polaris follows, hovering over the smaller girl.]

Friend of Wolverine's, I take it? [She offers a sympathetic smile.] I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but the Old Man is dead.

[The girls scream in anguish so loud Emma and even other students must hear it piercing through their minds - the lack of control is less from physical pain or surprise and more from the emotional and mental tearing of their sister from them. From pure outrage.

Mindee. Mindee is gone and their tearing eyes glow white hot; Phoebe and Celeste hands instantly reach for each other as the lean against the doors, for both practical reason and instinctive support. There is no doubt what they are thinking of, remembering - Sophie and Esme, leaving gaping, unfulfilled gaps in their very existences, never to return.

He was clever; they were sloppy. But now Vanisher has two wrathful telepaths to deal with, however injured, blood and bruises marring their beautiful, twisted faces.

Porter reappears; their telepathic command is undeniable, their voices ringing both in his puny mind and echoing fiercely as they scream it down the hall.]

STOP. Tell us where our sister is and then sleep.

[Laura is pushed back by those two energy pulses - she falls onto the ground, her shoulders, arms, and face eroded by the hot energy. She does not not cry out, simply heals as she pushes herself to her knees and peers up at Havok sending a pulse towards Josh. It hits the bench he's under; Laura takes the opening as Havok is distracted.

Her claws slice out of her hands - she jumps Havok, narrowly avoiding the full force of a pulse. She wraps her thighs over his broad shoulders and brings her elbow back to impale him in the skull.

But Havok uses the extra weight to throw them both down. Laura's back hits the ground hard and a talon slices through her boot, swipes and punctures his wrist.

Laura rolls back as he cries out and scramble up, blood spurting from the wound.]

[Rogue doesn't even think as she hears the words, only reacts instinctively and launching herself at Lorna again. Solid tactical thinking is gone right now. She's just pissed.] Like hell he is. [She manages to at least draw some blood this time before Lorna uses the iron fencing to send her flying backwards yet again.]

[Josh lunges with his bat and aims for the wound, exacerbating the damage dealt by Laura. Meanwhile, he works on healing his own wounds as fast as he can.]

Oh, I promise you he is. Here. [Lorna just smiles, offering the saved orb of adamantium from Logan's skeleton, letting it drift to drop in front of Rogue, pinned by the fence.] Something to remember him by, perhaps.

[There is a sharp, pained cry not too far away, one too familiar for her to ignore. She thrusts the iron grate against Rogue, warping it enough that it pins contains her, even with the borrowed strength of Wolverine, in a barred cage.]

Don't go anywhere. [She sing-songs, forgetting Forge in her haste to help her lover.]

[Havok is struggling, his energy bursts violent, but erratic, rapidly lashing out at Josh and Laura in an effort to protect himself. Laura launches herself at him again, but she freezes in midair, seemingly suspended by her claws. Polaris (http://community.livejournal.com/xmutanthigh/243305.html?thread=2678121#t2678121) rises out of the distance, furious, wanting nothing more than to rip the adamantium form this puny child's claws but senses that, unlike Wolverine, the metal doesn't extend through the rest of the girl's body.]

Let's put those somewhere safe, shall we? [Laura's arms are forced to twist, cutting upward, impaling deep into her abdomen, on even puncturing a lung. Lorna turns her attention to Havok, her face filled with worry as the vast rivers of blood gushing from his wounds. Her eyes fall to Josh, his energy shield suddenly crushing down around his wrist, rivulets of crimson parodying those dripping from Alex's fingers.] You're the healer. Heal him.

OOC: Just putting a little note here to clarify stuff, heh. Deleted the other comment in the other thread, we'll just take it from here!

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