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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Aug 17, 2009 23:13:13 GMT -5
Deep in the depths of a laboratory in Scotland, UK, something horrible lurked, awaiting release. Despite its inanimate form, its very nature threatened the existence of humankind. It lurked under the dust of over a decade, silently beckoning to the evil, as well as good intentions, of those unfortunate enough to know about it. X-Jet X's SchFGY New York Cyclops was in the jet with Wolverine, wearing a casual leather jacket and some comfortable jeans. They were performing routine maintenance checks so that the jet would be ready to go at a moment's notice. He pushed a few buttons, got some satisfying beeps, and looked over at Logan, who was hunched over an open panel, doing something with the fuel system. "How's it going over there, Logan?" Scott asked, pulling his arm around the headrest of the pilot's chair, turning his body about to better talk to his friend. He paused at that thought, remembering how much they argued, and how little they got along when they first met. Still, Scott considered Logan his friend, and trusted him with his life. The Blackbird, however, he really only trusted Storm with. <tag Wolverine>
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Post by NobleSlug on Aug 17, 2009 23:39:49 GMT -5
OOC: By the way Bagels, are we able to introduce our original chars in this issue?
Voice of Bagelman: yes, please post ideas on how we can introduce all/individual characters in Excelsior Bar. *bosun's whistle*
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Post by hughissuper on Aug 18, 2009 5:33:26 GMT -5
((Bagels, lmao blackbird comment))
Kitchen XSFGY Westchester, NY
Gambit sat at the kitchen table, feet propped on the table, idly tossing cards into a hat. Things had been rather boring of late, since Scott and Jean had gotten back from their honeymoon. After a near death experience and a strange encounter with aliens, pretty much anything would seem boring. Gambit listened carefully and looked around to see if Jean or the Professor seemed to be in close proximity, if either saw him with his feet on the table, they would fuss.
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Post by NobleSlug on Aug 18, 2009 20:12:20 GMT -5
Rogue yawned, scratching her head as she moved through the corridors. After the encounter in the cells, things had been rather slow lately, and Rogue found herself actually wistfully thinking of a little action, before she stopped herself. She kept moving down the corridor, before moving into the kitchen, looking for caffeine.
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Post by galenty on Aug 18, 2009 20:40:08 GMT -5
Storm A few miles above XSFGY
Storm looked out over the school, barely a smudge on the landscape. The air was thin and bitterly cold, but she didn't feel it. The currents were strong and steady, allowing her to glide with abandon.
On impulse, she shook out her hair from its braid, letting the winds fly it about. There was something almost sensual, akin to fingers running through her hair, as it flew about.
On impulse, she folded her arms in toward her chest, letting her body fall backwards. Within seconds, she was a black streak, diving headlong towards the school at a breakneck speed.
Timing it carefully, she opened her arms, catching the winds, pulling out of the steep descent with a roar. It had been far too long...
She laughed in delight.
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Post by hughissuper on Aug 18, 2009 20:46:57 GMT -5
Kitchen XSFGY
Gambit heard movement out in the hallway and promptly took his feet off the table. He looked around to see the source and immediately felt a little angry. He'd done a pretty good job of avoiding Rogue since the danger room incident and he intended to keep it up for a while. Before she could say anything to him, he slipped out of the door and headed towards the lower levels, where he thought he'd find other men.
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Post by NobleSlug on Aug 18, 2009 21:14:49 GMT -5
Rogue saw Gambit as she entered and stopped. But before she could say anything he left. She bit her lip, moving to the counter, where she grabbed the coffee pot, and poured some into the first cup she saw... a pink mug with cats all over it.
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Post by hughissuper on Aug 19, 2009 9:17:17 GMT -5
Somewhere in Scotland
The recon mission she'd just finished turned up information that was more disturbing than any she'd previously gathered. Muir Island and Moira MacTaggart's research had been a source of concern for some time, but now MacTaggart had become very dangerous. Of course, it took Mystique no time at all to decide what to do about it, but the trouble was how. Judging by what she'd learned, she'd have to act quickly, but she could not do this alone.
Mentally running through her list of possible allies, she discarded many very quickly....
Magneto? Ugh! Self-righteous zealot!
Sabretooth? Last time she'd worked with him, she'd ended up pregnant. No thanks.
Avalanche? Incarcerated.
She needed someone who could be easily manipulated; someone who was dangerous enough to be effective, but not so dangerous she couldn't control. A devious smile bent her lips as the perfect person came to mind. Mentally preparing her story, Mystique picked up the phone and dialed the number. The number of rings made her wonder if the number had changed, but finally he answered.
"John? Are you bored?"
<tag: Pyro>
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Post by siloimp on Aug 20, 2009 20:18:41 GMT -5
Downtown Manhattan Hearing the quick chirps from his phone Pyro reached into his jacket pocket.
Screening his call he took a quick look at the caller ID only to notice its a private number.
"Hmmm, this could be fun"
Pyro quickly brought the phone up to ear and expected the caller to make the first move.
<tag mystique>
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Post by hughissuper on Aug 20, 2009 20:32:03 GMT -5
Mystique Somewhere in Scotland
"Pyro, this is Mystique." She quickly became annoyed when he didn't respond. It was just like John to play these kinds of juvenile games. She waited in irritation for the Australian to respond.
Gambit Lower Levels XSFGY
Gambit wandered in to the hangar bay where the Blackbird was housed. He heard thumps from inside the huge jet and guessed that Cyclops was inside. Normally, he did not go out of his way to seek out the company of the X-men's fearless leader. Today, he felt that any male company was preferable to what was available in the kitchen
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Post by galenty on Aug 20, 2009 22:04:12 GMT -5
Storm, after hours of playing, sighed. She had responsibilities and she should really get to them.
She glided down to the front lawn, her costume and wind-blown hair settling down around her. Relaxed, she wandered into the school.
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Aug 20, 2009 23:05:31 GMT -5
Lower Levels XSFGY Cyclops sat down in the pilot's chair, pushing a few shiny buttons. He saw someone out in the hangar. He turned on the imaging system built into the windshield to see who it was. It zoomed in on Gambit and identified his biodata, as well as limning him in a pink outline. Scott leaned forward, pressing the external comms button. "Hey, Gambit, what brings you down here?" he asked, trying to sound friendly, despite the frustration he was experiencing with the new systems they had installed, not to mention the loud noises coming from the back of the jet... <tag WOLVERINE, GAMBIT>
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Post by hughissuper on Aug 21, 2009 11:33:57 GMT -5
Gambit Lower Levels "You need any help wit dat ting?" Gambit make a vague motion that indicated the Blackbird.
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Post by daemon91 on Aug 22, 2009 12:22:36 GMT -5
Wolverine was in the Blackbird still, trying, and failing, to do some maintenance on it.
"I'm used to Harley's, not no damn Bird." Wolverine said in a disgruntled tone.
[snap! bzzt!]
"Whoops... shouldn't have pulled that." said Wolverine as he accidentally pulled a wire too hard and broke it. "Well, I was done anyway," he said as he walked out, "besides, I'm sure it'll be fine." he left everything he messed up, with huge claw marks in the walls for when he got frustrated, and wires all over the place, the way it was, not to concerned about it.
"Hey, bub, we're here already? That was fast. hey, Gumbo, got any cajun food i don't like?
<Tag Cyclops, Gambit>
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Post by hughissuper on Aug 22, 2009 12:29:04 GMT -5
((daemon, make sure you're using past tense when you post, not present. I'll go ahead and fix it for you.))
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