[OPEN POST] SNEAKY X-MEN TEAM

[forgingthings.livejournal.com]

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


Feel free to comment to existing threads, make new ones, and generally create awesomeness.

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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Polaris - TEAM BENCHWARMERS ARE GO!

[newbrohood.livejournal.com]

[Vanisher 'ports Polaris' splinter cell into the centre of the X-mansion's courtyard. Polaris casts a sidelong glance over at Porter and frowns.]

You couldn't have picked somewhere a bit more discreet to make our grand entrance?

[She turns to Mastermind, gesturing quickly at the mansion.]

Do something to cover this mess up.

[queendediamonds.livejournal.com]

[It takes all of three seconds for Emma to pick up on the intruders' presences. It takes even less time for her to spring out of her chair in Cerebro and reach out mentally to those left in the mansion. Her tone is most definitely stressed and a bit away from her usual cool mostly due to half of the mansion's heavy hitters being states away.]

We are under attack by the Brotherhood. It's a small but dangerous crew. I need everyone who can fight outside now: Forge, Rogue, X, Elixir. Now.

[She senses the Cuckoos starting to automatically move towards Cerebro, their usual "battlestation."] No girls; I need you to fight today. However, still mentally link those of us fighting.

[By now, Emma's reached the front doors of the mansion, narrowing her eyes in anger as she catches sight of Lorna and Alex for the first time in years. Forge arrives a moment later.] Tell me you have tech, dear.

[golden-elixir.livejournal.com]

[Josh immediately perks up at Emma's telepathic message. A 90 mile-an-hour fastball whizzes by his shoulder and into the net behind him as Josh misses this ball. He's in the batting cages honing his reflexes with the pitching machine, and at the message, turns the machine off and races to the front of the mansion, bringing the bat with him.]

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[Rogue was on her way into the DR when she gets the message. She immediately spins on her heel and sprints to the front door, a few steps behind Josh. There's a quick glance down and then a tight grin before she turns back, taking in the Brotherhood before them.] Nice bat, sugah.

[golden-elixir.livejournal.com]

Heh. Thanks.

[Josh suddenly realizes he's even still wearing his batting helmet. Well, some extra protection never hurt.]

You ready?

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[Rogue nods, trying to fight back the feeling of apprehension she gets when she realises who Lorna is.] Ain't like we've got a choice.

[forgingthings.livejournal.com]

[Forge has come prepared with tech and fixin's for more. He drops a duffel bag full of gadgets and gizmos aplenty, including a hot little set of comm devices which he distributes.]

Just in case...

Logan needs to come back so he can deal with these order posts again lolol

[queendediamonds.livejournal.com]

Good. [She nods curtly, taking the comm and turning it on as their small little team stepped out towards the splinter cell.]

Girls, take out Vanisher and do it quickly. Forge and Rogue, I want you two to take out Polaris and do it quickly. Draw her away from Havok so Elixir and X-23 can deal with him. X, do not try and engage Lorna. I'll deal with that Hellfire reject.

[Emma just may have a bad feeling or two stored up when it comes to Mastermind.]

He's a little tied up right now. Forgeyface is all oyu get.

[forgingthings.livejournal.com]

[Forge nods, falling in line with Rogue, gabbing a couple pieces of tech and tossing them to Elixir.] Energy shield, should help you guys out against Havok. At least a little.

[He glances at Rogue, nodding.] Ready?

I live with this since it's he of the beautiful arms.

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[Rogue nods, gritting her teeth as she quickly goes through her mental catalog of psyches. A moment later, her hands are glowing with telekinetic energy. She curls them into fists, focusing completely on the task at hand.] Hell yes. I'll follow your lead.

A-men.

[forgingthings.livejournal.com]

[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...

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

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.]

[forgingthings.livejournal.com]

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.

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

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.

[trainedweapon.livejournal.com]

[Laura needs no nudging or prompting - she has her orders. She was in her room at the moment of the first message. Kitty's parting note ended up discarded to the floor and all the swimming emotions attached to it (Bobby, Kitty, gone, in danger); she was already down to hall at Emma's orders, her face blank, even serene.

She jumps off the balcony gracefully rather than dealing with the stairs, approaching both Rogue, Josh, and Forge, stopping next to Elixir and looking sidelong at him with wide green eyes.

She has not forgotten their moment in London - she has not forgotten that they are teammates and friends, and she promised to do what she could to protect him. She smiles at him, very faintly.

With a 'snikt her claws slice through her knuckles of one hand.]

Hi.

[golden-elixir.livejournal.com]

[Josh had swiped the energy shield from the air as Forge tossed it to him. He takes another from the bag and hands it to Laura.]

Here. Strap this to your wrist.

[As she does so, Josh reaches over to switch it on for her. His is already emitting a soft hum.

Then a small, shy smile.]

And hi.

[trainedweapon.livejournal.com]

[Laura tilts her head up at him, just so. Her smiles lingers a moment as she reclaims her wrist, her attention distracted for a moment at Josh's own strange curve of his lips and his increased heart rate. This makes sense, she deduces. They have a high-stakes mission.]

Havok, birth name Alexander Summers. Sibling to Scott Summers. Dislikes authority. Has the ability to absorb cosmic energy and emit powerful energy blasts. Dangerous. Approach with caution. Weaknesses: low strength and speed.

I have read his file.

[golden-elixir.livejournal.com]

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.

[queendediamonds.livejournal.com]

[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?

[golden-elixir.livejournal.com]

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.]

[blondetrinity.livejournal.com]

[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?

[newbrohood.livejournal.com]

[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.]

[blondetrinity.livejournal.com]

[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.

[newbrohood.livejournal.com]

[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!

[blondetrinity.livejournal.com]

[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.