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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Sept 5, 2009 8:53:20 GMT -5
Hangar Bay X'sSFGY Cyclops smiled exasperatedly at Storm. "Thanks for the help, Ororo," he said, closing the wiring panel. He went to the front compartment of the Blackbird and sat down in the pilot's chair and pushed a few buttons, causing the 'Bird to come online. "Let's see if this thing will work, now." <Tag X-Men in H-Bay> -------------------------------------------------------------- Muir Island Research Facility Scotland, UK Malcolm Ramsey walked down an empty corridor, looking through some fresh paperwork he had just drawn up on the young lad he had been researching. Fascinating brainwave patterns, he reflected as he wandered the hall. Looking up, he noticed nobody was in this hallway because most of the doors required a security keycard or numerical crypto key to access that he hadn't been granted. He casually wondered what kinds of things they were researching in there, when he noticed Moira McTaggert walking down the hall, moving away from him. "Ms. McTaggert!" he called out, hurrying to catch up. <tag hughissuper>
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Post by hughissuper on Sept 5, 2009 9:07:29 GMT -5
Gambit Hangar XSFGY
The noises coming from inside the Blackbird suddenly stopped. Gambit heard footsteps moving towards the cockpit, so he assumed Storm and Cyclops must been finished working on the jet. He walked up the metal gangplank and into the jet. "Ya'll finished wit dis ting? Gambit got de idea dis was urgent."
<<Tag Storm and Cyclops>>
Mystique Muir Island Research Facility
Moira MacTaggert moved quickly down the hall, holding a key card. In fact, Moira was Mystique. Mystique had pilfered the real Moira's access card just a little earlier.
As she moved down the hallway, she was glad that it was deserted. She didn't notice Malcolm Ramsey until he called Moira's name. She pushed away a feeling of frustration. This would be a hiccup in her plan, especially if he figured out that she was in fact, not Moira MacTaggert. Hoping to avoid that situation, Mystique pretended not to hear him.
Luckily she had reached the door she needed and she was far enough down the hall from him, that he might actually believe she really didn't hear him. Quickly sliding the access card, she slipped inside the door and closed it firmly
<<Tag Malcolm Ramsey>>
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Post by NobleSlug on Sept 5, 2009 11:19:41 GMT -5
NYC, The New York Times
Motoko Yui sat in her office at the New York Times. She had been lucky in her position there, and got an office to conduct interviews in. She fiddled with the phone for a little, before snatching it up, and dialing the number of the NYU information Bureau. "Hello?" came the voice from the other end.
"Hello. I'm Motoko Yui, journalist for the New York Times, and I was wondering if I could speak to Mr. Malcolm Ramsey please?"
"I'm sorry he isn't here. It's summer break and to my knowledge he left for Muir Island."
"Ah... any idea where on Muir Island?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know."
"Well, thank you," Motoko said, before hanging up. "If I was Professor Ramsey... I would go..." she sighed and got onto her computer to begin looking up places on Muir Island. 'Research Facility,' she thought. She grinned and grabbed the phone again, before dialing their phone line. "Yes? I am looking for a Malcolm Ramsey," she said, thrilled by the chance she may get to interview him if he was there. <TAG ION>
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Sept 5, 2009 14:25:15 GMT -5
Attention in the sim. This is a message from the CO. I will continue to edit your posts for <Tags> if you do not do it on your own. Please try to tag other players in this thread as a courtesy to others. That is all. *Bosun's whistle*
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Sept 5, 2009 17:45:50 GMT -5
Muir Island Research Facility (takes up the whole island) Scotland, UK The receptionist picked up the phone. "Muir Island Research Facility, home ay th' finest ongoin' mutant research projects, hoo main Ah direct yer call? What's that, the noo? Ye said Dr. Ramsey? Ah kin transfer ye, please hould." There was a long pause. "Hallo, this is Dr. Malcolm Ramsey. Ah'm afreed I'm nay at me office, but if ye leave me a message, Ah'll be glad te call ye back." beeeeeep. <TAG MAKOTO YUI> MEANWHILE... Malcolm watched her disappear into a doorway. Maybe she hadn't heard him? He wandered down to the door, which, as luck would have it, was not one he could access yet. He frowned and looked at the file in his hand on Kevin MacTaggert. He figured it would have to wait... Then someone came up behind him. "Dr. Ramsey?" said a female voice. Malcolm started and turned around. There behind him was Dr. Moira MacTaggert, head of the facility. Whom he had just watched go in a door in front of him. "Ye were lookin' fer me? Ah haird ye call me name." she smiled warmly. Malcolm blinked. "Boot... boot, Ah dinna understand, Ah just saw ye go in tha' door wi' yer access key..." he pointed over his shoulder at a smooth keycard panel, one without crypto button alternate access. It was now time for Moira to blink. "Whit ye sayin'? Ah have me keycard right..." She patted herself and blanched. She reached in other pockets. She checked her handbag. "It's... it's gone," she said quietly. "Describe the intruder," Moira demanded, assuming that she wasn't two people. "Weel," Malcolm replied, "She looked jes like ye, but she was wanderin' aboot like she was lookin' fer sommat." "Soonds like a shapeshifter... Follow me." She took him up a few flights of stairs, keyed in a series of numbers and letters in an access panel, and led him in the door. "Let's try te find this intruder on th' monitor, noo," she said, leaning in close to a computer monitor and clicking a few buttons. <TAG MYSTIQUE> ================= Hangar Bay X's SFGY Cyclops looked over his shoulder and only saw Gambit and Storm. Rolling his shielded eyes, he got up from the pilot's chair and walked to the rear entry of the Blackbird. Waving to the others in the Hangar Bay, he called to the professor, "Professor, I've got the preflights all checked out; didn't you say this was urgent?" He was hoping for a briefing or something. <TAG X-MEN in H-Bay>
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Post by hughissuper on Sept 5, 2009 17:47:45 GMT -5
((All X-men and Professor X need to board the Blackbird in their next post))
Mystique Muir Island Research Facility
Moira/Mystique opened the wall panel next to the door and exposed the circuitry and wires that went to the key card reader on the outside of the door. In just a few minutes, she expertly rewired the door to deny key card access and manual override.
Feeling a little more secure, she dropped her Moira disguise. Mystique realized her mistake when she noticed the red indicator light on a surveillance camera pointed right at her. Feeling annoyed, she shifted her arm into a gun and meanly shot the camera from the wall. It landed and bounced on the floor with a satisfying shattering noise.
At least they would not see what she was doing. It might even take a while for them to figure it out.
Mystique opened a large metal cabinet with Moira's key card. It was full of vials of various formulas. Most were common and useless, however, there was one, set aside from the others that was labeled differently. It was this one that Mystique took from the cabinet.
Then she looked around for the computer. Spotting it, she sat down and plugged in a USB drive. Again, she used Moira's key card to access the Doctor's own research files.
<<Tag: Whoever is silly enough to try and stop Mystique.>>
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Post by galenty on Sept 6, 2009 0:26:59 GMT -5
Storm On Blackbird Hangar Bay XSFGY Storm sat in the co-pilot's chair and began working with Scott to make sure the systems were all in the green. She heard Gambit enter. Looking over her shoulder, she sent him a small smile, "Have a seat. We should be ready to take off in a minute."
Looking at the readouts, "Scott, it seems to be running a little hot. Adjust the power flow, downward a bit..."
<tag Scott>
Xavier Hangar Bay XSFGY **Yes, Scott. It is urgent. Logan and I are arriving momentarily.**
As he sent the message, the lift doors opened and Xavier rode out, accompanied by Logan. Ahead, he saw the Blackbird waiting. He sped up, anxious to get going. Scotland had a special place in his heart and he was worried that Moira might be in some danger.
He rolled up the ramp and settled his chair in the vacant area reserved for him. "Have a seat, Logan."
He looked around, noticing Scott working. "Are the repairs done?"
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Post by NobleSlug on Sept 6, 2009 0:59:27 GMT -5
Hanger-Bay
Rogue hurried onto the blackbird, her face automatically contorting into a slight grimace, something she had been automatically reverting too all day. She sat down, and got ready to strap herself in, while all sorts of thoughts ran through her head. The primary one was 'what's going on in scotland' but she was also thinking about Gambit, the cells, and her recent attitude change. "Ah'm gonna be an expert in multi-taskin' by the time this is over," she thought.
<<tag anyone on the Blackbird>>
Motoko Yui's Office, New York Times
Motoko tapped her fingers up and down, until she got the message. "Damn," she thought, before she started speaking. "Hello. This is Motoko Yui. I work for the New York Times and was looking to set up an interview with you, Mr. Ramsey, on the latest development of this Mutant Phenomena. Go ahead and call back our offices, or feel free to call me on my cell. The number is 212-312-4536. Thank you and goodbye," she said, before haning up. She stood, and went to her window looking out it. Her boss had no idea about her past history with mutants, nor with her powers. "And I'll keep it that way," she muttered, before going back to her desk to begin working on what the article would include, other then the interview.
<<tag Malcolm Ramsey>>
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Post by hughissuper on Sept 6, 2009 8:07:13 GMT -5
Gambit Blackbird
Gambit sat down in the seat behind his friend Storm and strapped in. He leaned around the seat and looked behind him at the Professor, "Hey, anyone gonna tell us why we got our panties in a wad?"
<Tag: Professor X>
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Post by galenty on Sept 6, 2009 22:52:20 GMT -5
Xavier Hangar Bay XSFGY
Xavier finished settling in, securing himself and his chair in case of turbulence, or worse. He answered Gambit's question. "Avalanche and Pyro are currently decimating a village in Scotland, for no discernable reason that I can come up with. There's no munitions plants, no laboratories, no technological industry whatsoever. I was a mining town and now it's mostly fallen on hard times."
"We're going to stop them, and we're going to find out what is really going on."
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Sept 7, 2009 10:07:45 GMT -5
Blackbird Hangar Bay Cyclops nodded and fired up the 'Bird. "Everybody buckled in?" he asked over his shoulder. Lifting the jet off the ground, he waited for the bay doors to open overhead, disguised by a fake basketball court. A ball rolled off the doors and bounced off the cockpit windshield, startling Scott. Frowning, he took the plane off vertically until it had cleared the mansion. He plotted a course East, for the UK. Once the course was locked in, and autopilot engaged, he turned in his seat and addressed Xavier. "Professor, I don't understand the situation at all. Wasn't Avalanche incarcerated in the States?" <TAG XAVIER> -------------------------------- Muir Island Research Facility Scotland, UK Moira switched feeds to the mysterious room, only to see a brief flash of blue and then static. Cursing under her breath, she glanced at the monitor on another room down the hall, also locked out by security key that only she, Malcolm, and a few others possessed. Proteus was still safe, but she had no idea what this intruder wanted, or if he (she assumed the blue thing was a he, she didn't get enough time to figure it out. She turned to Malcolm, then turned back to the monitor, biting her lip. "Have ye ever haird of Dr. Charles Xavier?" she asked, tapping a few buttons on a panel and sitting down in the rolly-chair in front of it. Malcolm shrugged, all this was new to him. "Isn'a he a mutant advocate? Ah think Ah've seen'im on the telly a few times... Baldy head?" he asked, scratching his own graying temples. Moira smiled. "Aye, that'd be him. If anyone kinn what's gaein on, it'd be him," she said, waiting for the phone to pick up. "Cam oun, Charles, pick oop yer damn phone," she said, watching the videophone monitor blink as it rang. She was unwilling to tell him about Proteus... but then again, she rarely ever told anyone about her son. She hoped she wouldn't have to bring him up. <TAG XAVIER>
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Post by chiefmagnus on Sept 7, 2009 18:14:51 GMT -5
SCOTLAND
"This is getting old" said Pyro, snuffing out the flames ravaging the village. The whole village was razed, completely decimated by Pyro and Avalanche. The few survivors that were left were held in makeshift cells created by Avalanche, to satisfy their twisted minds. "Pull" said Pyro, causing Avalanche to use his powers to violently push a survivor into the air, letting Pyro use it as living target practice. The flames immediately incinerated the survivor, but wouldn't kill him until he landed with a horrifying splat. "Bullseye!!! I'm getting good at this... PULL!!!" said Pyro, continuing their demented game.
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Post by hughissuper on Sept 7, 2009 18:36:07 GMT -5
Mystique Muir Island Research Facility Moira MacTaggert's Private Lab
Moira's key card pulled up over 100 files--each one meticulously labeled. Mystique started typing the corresponding serial number on the vial--K514, into the search bar. The computer pulled up 14 file names beginning with the letter K. Mystique immediately saw the file she wanted, she was about to click it, but right next to it was a file labeled Kevin MacTaggert. Mystique's brow furrowed in bemusement and her lips curled in a malicious smile.
"More secrets, Moira?" Mystique said to herself, as she clicked on Kevin's file and opened it in a new window.
She set the serum file to copy to the USB drive, while she perused Kevin's file.
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Post by galenty on Sept 7, 2009 21:05:30 GMT -5
Xavier Blackbird Somewhere over the Atlantic
Charles started to respond to Cyclops, "The last word was that he was, indeed, incarcerated. I had place people in critical areas to make certain he was not released prematurely, and to be notified if it ever became a possibility. I can only assume he's made use of other methods to obtain his freedom. Pyro may have had a hand--"
He phone went off as he was speaking. He broke off as he saw who it was. Moira McTaggert. Considering what was happening, he wasn't terribly surprised to hear from her.
"Excuse me, Scott." He brought the phone up, "Yes, Moira?"
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Post by xmenfan on Sept 8, 2009 6:04:52 GMT -5
Ooc: I’m working on my spelling & grammar so please bear with me. Inc: X-mansion Meanwhile Bobby Drake showed up back at the x-mansion & started searched for his friends the xmen, he went to professor Xavier’s office to find it was empty, he looked in the danger room, the kitchen & after having no luck he then went to the hanger bay to find the blackbird was gone, he figured the x men must be on a mission, “maybe they could use an extra hand” he thought to himself, he sent a message to the blackbird to find-out. (Tag anyone on blackbird>)
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