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Post by galenty on Dec 16, 2009 22:33:03 GMT -5
Storm Blackbird
Once in the air, Ororo saw that Jean had the plane under complete control. Not that that came as any surprise whatsoever. But, she was glad she wasn't needed at the moment.
As the adrenaline rush receded from them all, the banter started. Leaning her head back to rest, she smiled slightly as the largely jovial atmosphere washed over her.
What she really needed was electrolytes. The power surge literally drained her and she had to get something in her system. She was feeling a little light-headed.
She rolled her head, opening an eye to Gambit. "Tell you what, you can make it up to me. Do we have any juice or power bars in the back?"
<Tag, Gambit>
Still, she couldn't get comfortable. She shifted, feeling her suit pull on her arms. She pulled on a sleeve, hissing through her teeth as she felt a burn. Looking down, she realized the power surge had been enough to literally melt her uniform in places, adhering to her skin. She sighed, that was going to be a pain to get off. ************** Xavier XSFGY Salem, NY
As the others drifted off, he kept watching the young woman. As the silence grew, he allowed himself to scan her more thoroughly, something he rarely did without just cause.
Breaking the silence, "You are a mutant. What abilities do you have?" he inquired, curiously.
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Dec 17, 2009 0:50:04 GMT -5
((lol I love how, consistently throughout the comics, Xavier's always there to say, 'Hey, you're a mutant, I'm a mutant, let's get together and go to school' xD ))
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Post by hughissuper on Dec 17, 2009 8:58:45 GMT -5
((::sings in a twangy Alabama accent:: Well I got pow'rs, and I got pow'rs. Let's get together and use those pow'rs. Let's go, time's a wastin.)) "Luckily, I don't think Magneto's involved...yet, but someone in China is making Sentinels....Wait, there's a reporter at the Mansion? That's not good." Jean frowned. "I guess we'll have a lot to take care of once we get back. Will you tell the Professor about our two passengers? He'll want to talk to them."
<<Tag: Wolverine>>
Gambit leaned forward and watched as Storm peeled pieces of her melted uniform from her skin. "Dat don't look so good." Gambit popped open one of the hatches near his seat and pulled out a bottle of Gatorade (teehee!) and the first aid kit. "Here you go." He handed her the drink. "Here, I'll help you wit dat." He popped open the first aid kit and dabbed some ointment on a particularly bad burn on her upper arm.
<TAG STORM>
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Post by hughissuper on Dec 17, 2009 13:12:59 GMT -5
Vivien noticed Malcolm touching his left ring finger, but looked away quickly. She wrapped her arms around herself, hiding her own left hand under her right arm. She looked at the man in the lab coat once more and said softly, "Nevermind. I am just stressed because everything...."
As she said it, she realized that her eyelids were drooping in tiredness.
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Post by NobleSlug on Dec 17, 2009 19:50:40 GMT -5
Motoko was slightly startled. She should have known though, Xavier is a telepath. "Werr, I doubt there is any use in denying it. I can manipurate my rifeforce to use as a weapon. It's very usefur especiarry with my... abnormar agirity," she said, giving him her reporter smile. Below the facade she was almost starting to regret coming there in such a fashion.
<<tag Xavier>>
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Post by jackaugust on Dec 17, 2009 19:52:00 GMT -5
Xavier's Mansion
"On it." Wolverine said into his comm. He then pressed a button on the mansion's intercom, "Professor, do you hear me?" As he said this he thought: Sentienls. Blackbird bringing two new people back. "Just checking the intercom system out." No reason to expose the reporter to anymore knowledge, he thought.
Kitty gasped. "You're a mutant too? That's so cool. Do you have sword powers? Is that why you have the sword?" She then realized she was getting a bit fixated and was sounding an awful lot like Puddle earlier. "I mean, whatever your powers are, I'm sure they're wonderful." She then thought: I hope it's not like a reporter power. What would that even be? Maybe she has perfect grammar. Like perfect perfect. Is that even a power? How would you even realize you're a mutant then and not just anal retentive? I should ask the professor about this sometime. Or Beast.
<Tag Jean, Professor, Motoko>
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Post by NobleSlug on Dec 17, 2009 20:34:05 GMT -5
Motoko looked at Kitty and the corners of her mouth began twitching violently as Kitty talked, but she repressed the urge to burst into hysterical laughter. "The sword is just a toor I use. And wonderfur might not be the best way to put it, but they can be usefur."
<<tag Kitty>>
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Post by galenty on Dec 17, 2009 21:49:14 GMT -5
ooc: With all the writing I do, I would LOVE perfect grammer as a power. ROFL. Or does that mean I want to be anal retentive? Hm...scratch off that wish.
Storm Blackbird
Storm drank greedily from the bottle, not caring that she didn't usually care for it. She almost expelled the fluid as Gambit applied the ointment. Alternating choking and hissing in pain, she managed to get out, "OW!"
Xavier Mansion
He ducked his head down, biting the inside of his cheek to keep from smiling. Kitty's effervescence never failed to put a situation at ease.
Eyes a bit warmer, he gave Mokoto a small smile, "We are always willing to welcome friendly visitors, mutant or not. I'm curious, of all the people that are involved with the mutant phenomenon, why did you choose Dr. Ramsey to interview?"
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Post by hughissuper on Dec 17, 2009 21:55:16 GMT -5
"Easy, cher! I didn't mean ta hurt you." Gambit patted her gingerly between the shoulders, leaving off the ointment dabbing. "I guess we leave da first aid for later. Mebbe you like Beast ta do it better?"
<<Tag: Storm>>
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Post by jackaugust on Dec 17, 2009 23:35:40 GMT -5
ooc: So you know, anytime I write out a character's thoughts and you control a telepath in the area, feel free to have your character think back or whatever. I figured writing out my character's thoughts could help the telepathy thing be more believable. Also, I so wish Wolverine had been present when Xavier asked why of all people Motoko's interviewing Ramsey. Wolverine really doesn't like the Scotsman, for whatever reason.
Xavier's Mansion
"I bet if I learned to use a sword I could beat up even Wolverine." Kitty said.* Her face then turned to shock. "Don't tell him I said that though." She looked to Motoko. "Why do you want to interview Dr. Ramsey? You should ask him to cook for you. But then don't write something like: As Dr. Ramsey cooked omlettes he quipped, Getting mutants the rights they deserve might involve breaking a few eggs... but so does this." Kitty smiled, but then looked a little embarrassed. "But you probably don't need me telling you how to write your articles."
*See Kitty Pryde and Wolverine, 1984-85, True Believers!
<tag Motoko, Professor>
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Dec 18, 2009 0:31:55 GMT -5
((What's sad is he might actually say that kind of joke, if it was contextually appropriate))
Blackbird
Dr. Ramsey sat up straight when Wolverine said Reporter. He scrunched his eyes closed and put his hand on his forehead. "Arrrgh, Jean, ask 'im if it's a female with an oriental accent," he called up to the front. Been tryin' te avoid her fer a month, he thought, Ah hate interviews. Anythin' ye can ask me ye can find out in my articles in scientific journals, nae point in askin' me in person. Does she think I'm a mutant? Ah'd rather not tell the werld that...
And she's at the school, the noo. Crap, they're going te kill me. his hand slid down his face, pulling his nose and chin.
<tag Jean, Wolverine, people>
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Post by NobleSlug on Dec 18, 2009 1:43:53 GMT -5
Motoko addressed Xavier first. "Doctor Ramsey has been connected to recent mutant activity, incruding this institution. It seemed prudent to get an interview from him." She felt like she had been explaining this all day, but she tucked that back in her head, as to not offend Xavier. Then she looked back at Kitty. "I won't, and most of my articres focus on other matters, though I do appreciate good cooking."
'Especially red bean buns,' she thought as she remembered the taste of her Grandmothers bean buns. She occasionally sent her a package with some in them, but in a recent stress attack she had eaten a whole package. She tucked that thought back too. She didn't need professor Xavier to be informed of her eating habits.
<<tag Xavier, Kitty>>
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Post by hughissuper on Dec 18, 2009 8:10:24 GMT -5
Jean paled, "You invited the reporter to the mansion? There are children there...." She said 'reporter' like she might have said '50ft man-eating, sword-wielding octopus' or 'the Marauders.'
<<Tag: Dr. Ramsey>>
Gambit turned and gave Ramsey a hard look, made more menacing by his red-on-black eyes. "You crazy, homme? Reporters are bad news....dose chil'uns at de school, dey don't expect to have to keep secret dere. Some of dem can't keep it a secret."
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Iceman, Archangel, The Potter (Dade Jackson)
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Post by xmenfan on Dec 18, 2009 8:43:15 GMT -5
Blackbird
“Sorry, didn’t mean to make this more awkward for you” Iceman said “I’ll just make myself comfy and close my eye’s until we land”tag no one>
“Can I have that first aid box when your finished with it?” Dade asked pulling his lab coat back to take a better look at the hole Sabretooth had put in his chest and top. Tag Gambit, any one>
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Dec 18, 2009 10:52:33 GMT -5
Blackbird, over Europe
Dr. Ramsey looked around at everyone's shocked faces and held up a hand in defense. "Whoa, whoa whoa, Ah nay invited the lass. Ah've been givin' her th' runaround fer the last month or so, and told her Ah'm a professor at yer school, nothin' more.
"Ah meant it as a way te contact me, I expected by post. Not showin' up at the bleedin' School, like a looney, the very same day. All she ever says is, 'Can you terr me about the mutant phenomenon,' or, 'I heard you work with mutants.' Quite frankly, Ah'm nay thrilled aboot talkin' to her, cos I think she suspects me own mutant heritage.
"If Ah could read her better, I'd be able to better ascertain her motives, boot Ah've nay met her in person. Ah figure she can just quote my reports in scientific journals on mutation and the like, an' leave me the bloody hell aloun. Ah got me own problems te deal with," he said, gesturing to Vivien.
Having finished his tirade, he slumped back in the chair and crossed his arms, looking over at a panel, watching the light blink.
<tag everyone who can hear Ion>
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