[OPEN POST] SNEAKY X-MEN TEAM

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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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[Rogue takes advantage of the momentary halt in swarming ninjas to call up a different psyche, one that comes equipped with claws. This is starting to feel like more of a real hand-to-hand fight. She launches herself in the air, foot connecting solidly with a ninja neck before regaining her footing, glancing over at Forge for a brief moment.] This is just a guess, [she takes a hit in the abdomen,] but, [hits back with some bones claws in the chest,] I'm gonna guess it's probably her. [Rogue pulls back from the newly skewered ninja, letting him drop to the floor. Adrenaline is racing and she doesn't even care right now how exhausted this simulation is bound to leave her. She takes a deep breath as she lets a little bit more of the psyche take over, her actions now becoming more instinctive as she whirls around just in time to block a katana with her claws, narrowly avoiding being sliced in two.]

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Thanks. [It's obvious who Rogue spends her training time with, and Forge finds himself working as hard to keep up with her as he would with any of the full fledged members of the X-men. Harder than some, he thinks.] That narrows it down a lot.

[He blocks two incoming katanas with his metal arm, a taser coming out of his leg to electrocute his assailants. He kicks them aside, adding to the ever growing heap of bodies that surround them.] And you? [He dislodged the katana from his arm, casting it aside.] Gotta be someone chappin' your hide, girl. You're racking up quite the body count.

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Someones would be more like it. [She's not quite quick enough to turn from taking down one ninja to avoid a powerful hit from another that lands her on her back for a moment. Her breathing's a bit more laboured as she lets out a curse and gets to her feet again, retracting the claws and letting the psyche fall back and just fighting with her own strength and training for a few minutes. It means she'll take a few more hits and acquire a few more bruises but it'll pay off when she can continue to call up psyches towards the end of the simulation.]

HE'S LIKE FUCKING BATMAN. ONLY TALLER.

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[Forge notices Rogue's laboured breathing, notes the sea of ninja that doesn't look like it'll let up anytime soon. He frowns, sweat dripping in his eyes, and the weapon protruding from his arm switches out for a grappling hook. He grabs Rogue around the waist and, though he's strong enough to hold onto her even if she was struggling, he gives her a courtesy warning.] Hold on!

[The grappling hook sails into the rafters above them and finds purchase easily, metal sinking into the wood easily. The cable attached to Forge's arm begins to retract and they shoot up off the ground, arcing over the swarming Hand, clambering up on the ceiling beams easily once their ascent is complete. Forge dusts himself off, grappling hook returning neatly into his arm.] So, someones. You were saying?

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[The ceiling. Well that's different. It's enough to make her inclined to reach for into her mind for the Magneto psyche since that one can fly. She's glad for the breather though and shoots him a grateful look. It doesn't matter how good of shape both of them are in; a thousand or so ninjas are enough to wind anybody. She's nodding, opening her mouth to reply when Elektra, forgotten until now, appears out of nowhere, knocking them both off of the beam. There's a few heart-stopping seconds before Rogue focuses the borrowed magnetism powers to steady herself in midair and uses said powers to also catch Forge, setting them both down a bit to the side so they have a moment to prepare before the onslaught of ninjas returns.

Magneto's powers already at hand, Rogue rips the katanas out of the hands of the first few and sending them flying, returning to her preferred hand to hand combat. And then she remembers his question from before.]

Yeah, someones. [The mere thought of it makes her lash out harder but a little bit sloppier, her control starting to waver a little bit as her anger takes over.] My mentor, [The claws reappeared, driving into a black covered chest,] my boyfriend, [Cue a wave of telekinetic energy sending a row of ninjas flying,] and even my goddamn ex, [Aaand right on cue is the ice powers. Except this time, the powers stick around a little longer and she can feel her control starting to waver a bit. She's taking a few more hits than she normally would if she weren't having to battle the psyche for control.]

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[Forge has his own problems, his death limbs more effective at ranged attacks. Now, with the ninjas coming at him in a flurry of hands and feet, he falls back, hits the deck, sweeps his impossibly long legs across the surface of the floor, using the taser in his leg to electrify the runoff already covering the floor from Rogue's blast of ice. He gets a bit of a jolt himself, but to be honest it's not the first time he's electrocuted himself today.]

So who's the worst offender?

[He can't see Rogue, besides her shuffling boots, sinccne her's still on the floor, grappling with ninjas until he gets enough space to try and right himself, can't see if there's a bit too much struggle on her face, if what Logan told him specifically to look out for is happening or not. She seems so in control, the Maker can't quite see why the Wolverine was so concerned...]

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[It's increasingly becoming more and more of a close-range fight. Rogue's trying to figure out which psyche might be the most useful here but she's finding it hard to multitask when she's trying to fight back Iceman's psyche. The struggle's definitely starting to become more readily visible.] I haven't decided yet. [She focuses enough to send an ice blast towards the ninjas crowding Forge, trying to give him enough space to move. A moment later, she's distracted and has to hastily throw up a shield to block a katana. She ducks out of the way, trying to focus enough to switch away from this psyche but failing for the time being.] But I'm leanin' towards Logan.

Good morning, B!

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[Forge gets tackled, almost thrown despite his massive form, by Elektra, sprawling on his back with a sy closing in on his face. His metal arm flies up to block, kicking his opponent in the gut and sending her backward. He's half a room away from Rogue, can't rely on her backup to help fend off the neverending swarm of Hand. He can't provide backup for her, either, and he can see a heavy reliance on the icy psyche she's called up. He frowns, thinking This is probably what Logan was warning me about... He remembers the conversation very clearly:

"Don't crowd her if it looks like she's struggling, just keep an eye on her. She needs to get control of herself on her own. You'll know if and when you need to intervene."

"How?"

"Because it won't be Rogue anymore."

"But--"

"Trust me, you'll know."]

How you doing over there, girl?

[Logan's words are ominous, echoing in Forge's head, and he's starting to feel like maybe the ridiculously advanced setting he's got them training at wasn't such a good idea.]

I'll just be over here staring at your icon. also, crappyphone!tag is crappy, sorry.

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[She doesn't reply for a minute, too focused on trying to regain control and really hoping that she doesn't lose it right here and now. When she finally succeeds, she knows she can't afford to call up another psyche right now. Instead, she takes a page out of Forge's book and retrieves one of the dropped katanas. Not that she's particularly well versed in this sort of combat but she needs to just be Rogue for a minute.]

Been better, been worse.

[There's plenty of tension in her voice. It's a tough sim, there's no avoiding that, but it's almost precisely what she needs right now. A glance to the side shows that there's a lot of distance between herself and Forge and it's covered mostly with ninjas. She starts to fight her way in that direction, gritting her teeth as she takes a few particularly painful punches. She knows she's going to have to revert to using a psyche soon, knows that Logan'd be giving her a hard time for not using her advantages if he was here but the last thing she wants right now is to lose control.]

Re: I'll just be over here staring at your icon. also, crappyphone!tag is crappy, sorry.

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DO YOU GUYS LIKE IT??? :D :D :D

LOL sorry, randomly butting in here. Kayt, I left you a little Forgieface present which, I see, you have already found :D Him and his little Terminator arm :D (t was originally Ahh-nuld's.)

Re: I'll just be over here staring at your icon. also, crappyphone!tag is crappy, sorry.

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HAHAHAHA I also got an email notification for it. Like I said, every time you upload a userpic now, I get a little present! It's AWESOME

Nom. Icon. Nom Nom.

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[Elektra gets the better of Forge at that moment, her heeled boot connecting with his lower spine. He pitches forward, collapsing to his knees, twisting underfoot and rolling away just before he would have been impaled.]

Wish I could say the same!

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[So much for just being Rogue for a bit. It only takes a second for her to make the decision to recall Hellion's psyche, taking advantage of the telekinesis to help clear a path through the ninjas who are now flying ninjas on a collision course with the wall. She tosses the katana in her hand towards Forge.] Catch! [Switching back to Logan's psyche is almost comfortable, even if she getting more and more exhausted. And then she doesn't have time to think anymore because the ninjas are attacking again, Elektra right behind them.]

please don't hurt me...

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[Forge catches the katana, skewering a few ninjas before he's hurled again, this time right at Rogue. Being huge, he sends both of them flying, landing in a heap together, a less of limbs and protruding swords.]

Nnnngh...

[It doesn't take more than a moment, but even then it's almost too late. Forge's bare arm is draped across the crook of Rogue's neck where they've fallen, skin just brushing against dangerous skin.]

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[The moment Rogue feels the skin on skin contact, she knows this is going to be bad. She can't out from under his arm fast enough before her mutation kicks in and she absorbs some of his power.] Shitshitshit! [She hasn't figured out how to use two psyches at once yet and with the Wolverine powers already in use, there's no place for the new power to go. With a hundred ninjas ready to kill them both, she really doesn't have time to stop and think about it. Instead, a psyche tries to take over. Actually, a lot of psyches try to take over and then there's just a lot of powers all trying to manifest at once.

If nothing else, it's probably freaking the ninjas out.]

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[It's freaking Forge out more than a little, too, watching Rogue's face contort with pain, her scream guttural and violent. Her skin shimmers chrome, then crystallizes, crisp and icy for a moment, then becomes translucent, then begins to emanate an cyan glow.]

Shit...ROGUE! [He calls her name with urgency, keeping enough distance so that the intermittent ice and telekinetic blasts don't send him into the waiting hordes of ninjas.

Hearing her name, Rogue turns to face him, her eyes eerily white, her skin slick, hard metal. The voice that responds is thick with Russian overtones and Forge knows, knows this is what Logan has warned him about.]

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I am not Rogue. [This is the first time that Piotr's psyche has ever ended up gaining control before. Thankfully, he's at least willing to help, turning and punching a ninja back into the wall and knocking another two to the floor.

It's the psyche's lack of experience that works to Rogue's favour and she's able to fight her way forward again for a few moments.] Forge, you gotta shoot me or knock me out or something. [This is a lot easier when she trains with Logan who doesn't hesitate to gut her if she needs it. Forge, on the other hand, definitely looks like he's going to argue.] Just do-- [And then she's gone again and Piotr's back, looking a little bit more miffed than before. Or at least as ticked off as a metal expression can get.]

<3 Happy Tuesday, B!

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[Forge ducks, rolls out of the way of a fistful of ninjas that the Rogue-Colossus amalgamation has thrown at him. He frowns. Rogue had told him to knock her out, something similar to what Logan had instructed him to do in such a situation, but...

He considers the metal form hulking toward him, pops out his taser, making a quick modification to the voltage, and aiming at Rogue.

Here's hoping that organic metal is as conductive as the regular stuff...]

Sorry, Tovarisch...

[He fires.]

Tuesdays are not happy, K. :(

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[Thankfully, the taser does its job and Rogue-Colossus ends up on the ground, knocked out of play for the time being. It's a long half minute before Rogue's skin finally makes the shift away from organic metal and back to normal. A second later, she's back, rolling on to her hands and knees, trying to ground herself as she struggles to reign in the psyches. She's focusing now, completely concentrated on the task at hand and shoving the psyches back in their mental boxes.]

Thanks.

[Her voice sounds a bit hoarse and she doesn't look up at him yet. Part of it's because she's still focused on the psyches and part of it's because she's a bit embarrassed to have lost control like that especially in front of someone who wasn't exactly privy to her issues as of late.]

What? This is terrible news!

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Don't worry about it.

[Forge is hoarse himself, breathless, he ends the simulation just in time to stop Elektra's heeled boot from colliding with Rogue's head. He crouches on the ground, regaining his composure for a moment. Sweat trickles into his eyes and he has to pull up the hem of his shirt to wipe them clear. When he can finally glance over to her, offering an abashed smile.]

Guess I'm not quite on par with Logan.

FYI? ILY.

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Heh. [It's another long moment before Rogue finally rocks back onto her heels, wincing as she rubs at one particularly sore shoulder. A quick glance down makes up her mind for her and she borrows Wolverine's healing factor for a minute, watching the wound close up. Finally, she looks up, meeting Forge's eyes but still clearly embarrassed.] Logan just usually ends up gutting me. This hurt a lot less.

No, ILY.

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He what? [Forge's eyes go wide, obviously not so well versed in Rogue's condition. Or Logan's training methods, he realizes. He frowns, moving to offer her a hand--his fabricated one--to help her to her feet.] I guess I don't feel so bad, then.

[He stays close to her, making sure she's alright probably longer than is necessary. He smiles, unsure if it's appropriate to give her shoulder a squeeze.]

You ok?

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[After a beat, she takes offered hand, pulling herself to her feet again. She's let the healing factor fade away now. It may heal wounds but it's not much help against aches and bruises.] Yeah, I'll be... I'll be fine. [She drops her gaze, hand moving to rub at her sore shoulder again.] Sorry, I'm usually a lot more in control than that. Or at least lately. I uhh... I don't know how much Logan told you about uhm... [Rogue's voice trails off. She feels really bad that he had to both witness and deal with what just occurred.]

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He told me... [Forge wonders if it's accurate to say "enough". Probably not, all things considered. He didn't do a very good job of, well, anything in this situation. Short of tasering his intended pupil.] Well, I guess hearing about isn't really the same as seeing you in action.

But... [He furrows his brow. He's really not used to training anyone. His talents lie in programming to die for simulations and running manual overrides in the control room. He isn't exactly sure how this whole follow-up thing is supposed to go.] I meant more, uhm, the thing with your mentor. And boyfriend. And ex-boyfriend.
[He feels a little lame asking, but...it seems like the right thing to do.] Are you feeling...any better?

Lame!Tag, my bad.

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[Rogue nods, feeling a little bit awkward.] Yeah, I uhh... punching ninjas helped. [She offers a half smile. It's an awkward situation for both of them. She's not used to training like this with anyone besides Logan and she's still not completely comfortable with having had such a drastic loss of control in front of him. But instead, she just tries to continue the thread of this "conversation."] How about you?