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Post by NobleSlug on Aug 8, 2009 21:31:41 GMT -5
Paris, Hotel
Jean held back another sigh. I have a feeling we will be flying over there anyway, she thought to Cyclops, sliding off of the bed with the sheet wrapped around her.
Cell, unknown place
Rogue looked at the button. She hesitated, before moving towards it, reaching her hand out. She hesitated again, the hairs on the back of her neck standing up.
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Post by galenty on Aug 10, 2009 20:10:58 GMT -5
The walls of the cells became opaque again. Just before they were completely 'solid' the shambling figure could be seen entering Gambit's room.
From the silhouette, it looked to be a nightmare. A human leg was holding the majority of the body up. But, at mid-thigh, another leg protruded, looking vaguely insectoid. A human hand here, a muzzle protrude from it's back there, and the head a misshaped mass that seemed to have three faces, human, insect and...other.
Then the room went black. The buttons on the walls disappeared.
The voices were back.
"The one would have died." "You are not worthy." "Insufficient emotional attachment, even to those they call comrades." "Unable to value beyond the self."
There was a pause. Then, they almost seemed to be speaking to each other, though it was one voice.
"We had heard they would sacrifice for the good." "Reports wrong." "Pathetic humans. Easily defeated when so separated." "Selfish. Self-Seeking." "They cannot help us." "They will not help us."
Again, a long pause, and one voice came through.
"You are unworthy. We would have offered great things, if you had the capacity to care beyond yourselves. We have no further need for you."
And, with a flash, Gambit (breathing, but not well) and Rogue were transported back to the Danger Room. Magneto was back in his hotel room.
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Post by NobleSlug on Aug 10, 2009 20:18:01 GMT -5
Rogue fell with a thump onto the floor of the danger room once she had reappeared. "Gambit... Gambit, are you alright?" she asked, massaging her throat.
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Aug 10, 2009 21:10:36 GMT -5
Paris, France Scott nodded and opened his suitcase, finding his X-Suit (that right?) and grabbing the built-in comms device on his belt. He pressed it, hoping someone would answer. He draped the outfit over his shoulder and sat back down on the bed next to his beautiful bride, giving her a resigned smile. "As Gambit would say, 'ce'st la vie...' "
<tag mansion> --------------------------------- Hotel Room Undisclosed location Magnus was suddenly in his hotel room again. He looked around at the penthouse he rented, startled. He felt like an idiot for not finding out a way to have figured out their game. He would have loved an opportunity to communicate with an alien race so advanced... He almost drooled at the intellectual and martial possibilities if he had been successful. Magneto picked up the chair across from him and threw it out the giant plate glass window with a furious flick of his finger. He had to find a way to find them again. He picked up another chair, but then let it float in midair, as a thought occurred to him. What if they had contacted Charles, as well?
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Post by hughissuper on Aug 10, 2009 21:28:47 GMT -5
((Blargh! I be dead!))
Gambit breathed long and heavily, trying to make up for the deprivation he'd just suffered. The color quickly crept back into his skin and he nodded at Rogue, unable to speak temporarily as he greedily dragged in air.
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Post by hughissuper on Aug 10, 2009 21:30:14 GMT -5
((I've decided that Gambit likes to listen to Prince. ::sings in falsetto:: I just want your extra time and your.....kiss.))
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Post by hughissuper on Aug 10, 2009 21:31:32 GMT -5
((OMG! Congrats galenty, you finally got a user icon. A cool one, I might add!))
[sub]message from Dr. Bagelman: plx stop spamming da storeh thread! omfgbbbq. Also, I do think he likes Prince. [/sub]
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Post by NobleSlug on Aug 10, 2009 21:34:22 GMT -5
Paris
Jean smiled as well, sitting on the bed next to Cyclops. 'Now we wait...' she thought to herself.
Danger Room
Rogue pushed herself into a standing position watching Gambit out of the corner of her eye as she examined the room. "What just happened..." she muttered to herself.
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Post by hughissuper on Aug 10, 2009 21:39:11 GMT -5
Gambit coughed and pushed himself into a sitting position, "Gambit don't know, cher."
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Post by galenty on Aug 10, 2009 21:44:16 GMT -5
ooc: thanks. Storm has always been one of my favorites...
Charles sighed, realizing that none of the senior staff was actually at the mansion. Not that he could have foreseen two of them being whisked away right under his nose.
He was considering other options when the phone rang. Hurredly, he picked it up. "Xavier."
tag: whoever.
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Aug 10, 2009 21:48:19 GMT -5
Paris, France Scott blinked, then looked over at Jean with a quirked brow. That's odd, he thought. Slowly turning back to the comm, he said tentatively, "Hello, Professor? This is Cyclops. Everything all right?" Scott was unsure he should say too much. this could be a trick. He was still under the impression that Charles was dead, or incapacitated, or comatose, or something along those lines. for him to answer the phone, just as plain as you like, was a bit offputting. <tag Xavier>
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Post by galenty on Aug 11, 2009 23:10:26 GMT -5
Xavier blinked, a bit surprised. A call like this wasn't expected, especially considering the nature of their vacation.
"Ah, Scott..." He sighed. "We have a situation but I don't have any information as of yet. Until I get to the bottom of this, I want you to stay where you are. Under no circumstances are you to return unless you here from me...understood?"
ooc: well, the 'test' is over. I was planning on ending this unless people want me to continue. Unless someone else has something they'd like to do? It's okay either way, but if I end this, there will, of course, be consequences later...he he he.
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Post by hughissuper on Aug 12, 2009 11:13:09 GMT -5
((Personally, I want to know what the weird insectoid creature was all about and why we were all abducted. Also, I wish to seek redress on Gambit's behalf for no one even trying to save him! Geez, I thought we were superheroes and we like to save people! BTW, thanks Galenty for not letting Gambit die. I still need a comic book character to fantasize about.))
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Post by NobleSlug on Aug 13, 2009 10:35:25 GMT -5
OOC: I am good either way. I will be gone for the next few days, so I won't be able to post wether it keeps on or stops here.
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Aug 13, 2009 11:27:31 GMT -5
((BONER KILLER! I command you to continue this plotline until it resolves!)) Paris, France Scott made a face. "Professor, if there's a situation, I should be there, are you sure?" He actually wanted to stay behind with Jean, enjoy a nice honeymoon, and relax. But Cyclops wasn't that kind of person. He knew he'd worry himself to death. He looked over to Jean, shrugging while he waited for Xavier to hopefully say no. <tag Xavier>
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