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Post by hughissuper on Feb 10, 2010 11:28:47 GMT -5
Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, Kitchen Mid-Morning, Five weeks after the attack on Shanghai
Jean frowned at the little TV in the kitchen, as she sipped her morning coffee. The news channels had talked of nothing but "The Mutant Threat" since Magneto's attack on Shanghai.
Currently, Reverend Stryker of the Anti-Mutant Coalition was apoplectic with chained rage over what he termed was an "assault on Christendom."
"Magneto was sent by the devil himself! He IS the anti-christ! All these mutants are nothing but the devil's minions, sent to drag us down into depravity. Do you know there are mutants who can control fire and spread disease? Does that sound like God's work to you?!
I wish the Professor was here.... Jean was alternately sad and bitter about the Professor's absence. He always seemed to be gone when he was needed most...leaving his "students" to deal with the messy complications of realizing his dream of peace between mutant and humankind.
"These mutants are not people like you and me, they are DEMONS! Their mama's should have drowned them at bir---"
Jean hit the mute button quickly, silencing Reverend Stryker's drawling harangue, when she noticed Nightcrawler walking into the kitchen. She pasted a smile on and turned away from Reverend Stryker, "Good Morning, Kurt"
<tag: Nightcrawler (npc)>
Outside XSFGY, on the grounds
"You guys gotta learn ta get along, like we don't got enough people hatin mutants." Gambit shoved empty trash bags at Quentin, Puddle, and several other students who'd been unlucky enough to get caught doing something that warranted detention.
"I'm tired!" Puddle whined, keeping himself carefully out of reach of Quentin.
Gambit rolled his eyes at Puddle, "I 'spect you'll be plenty more tired after you finish pickin up all dis trash..."
XSFGY, Media Room
Vivien clicked on the TV absently, before sitting down to rifle through a stack of instructional DVD's. She studied the back of the one labeled "Krav Maga." It was a new fighting style she intended to learn. She was only half-listening to the television.
"Graydon Creed of the Friends of Humanity....Mr. Creed, what exactly do you think the government should do about the mutant threat...."
"Personally, I'd like to know the names of those escaped from the facility in Shanghai. Clearly the government is not able to apprehend these dangerous criminals, we need to know the names and abilities of these dangerous criminals, so we can protect ourselves."
Vivien glanced up at the TV. Graydon Creed was handsome and very polished. He also looked oddly familiar, in a feral and very threatening kind of way.
"The only thing needing protection is us, from your monstrous ego..." Vivien muttered at the TV.
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Feb 10, 2010 13:30:55 GMT -5
(remember anyone can post for nightcrawler... that means you, reader!) Danger RoomMalcolm Ramsey, or Ion, as he had finally decided to call himself (under pressure from his mutant friends), was happily not watching the Telly for the first time all week. It was his teaching day off, and decided to take Mrs. Summers' advice and start training. He squatted, testing the new uniform he'd commissioned from Reed Richards. Woven texlar armoring, surprisingly flexible and strong. Plus, this one was laced with some sort of enhancement that amplified and retained his own personal heating system, which he mentally regulated. Made it easier to remain comfortable... Ion was early to Scott Summers' Tactics class, and that gave him time to warm up. He stretched and unsheathed his rapier, going through a couple forms to try and jog his memory. <Tag anyone already not occupied, esp. Blue team>
Kitchen Scott Summers came in the kitchen in his tactical suit, blue, skin-tight unitard, boots, gloves, visor. He glanced at the TV, more muted rantings about mutants. It was the same all over the mansion this week. He nodded to Kurt, who didn't say anything, watching the television with irritation.
"Hey, honey," he said to Jean, bending down to kiss her, holding his newly-acquired mug of coffee. Tag Jean>
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Post by wishiwasslytherin on Feb 10, 2010 15:23:01 GMT -5
Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, Classroom
Emma sat at her large oak desk, in the classroom where she taught the Basics of Business, reviewing the papers her students had submitted on the importance of ethics in the workplace. She sighed, resting her forehead on her hand. She had tried to keep to herself after the incident with Jean and Scott, not wanting to make anymore waves. She put all of her energy into teaching, and she found it to be rather theraputic.
She avoided the twosome as much as possible, and remained amicable for the sake of the students when interraction was unavoidable. Scott had left a huge hole in her chest, but she was slowly patching it up.
Xavier's School for Gifted Youngster's, grounds
Rogue wandered outside, where Gambit was in charge of detention. She smiled to herself as she watched him closely, things between the two of them had been great lately.
She walked up to him, looking up at him and smiling. "Fun morning with the rugrats?" she asked teasingly.
<tag:Gambit, the rugrats =] >
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Post by xmenfan on Feb 11, 2010 8:02:55 GMT -5
XSFGY Iceman was just coming to the end of he¡¯s math lesson when he noticed one of his student staring at the clock behind him, counting down the final second¡ 5,4,3,2, ring went the bell indicating the end of the class, ¡°Ok, class dismissed, we'll pick up where we left tomorrow¡±. He shuffled his notes around & whipped down the blackboard, then made his way to the living area. Like the rest of the mansion the tv was on the news. Iceman sat down next to Dade who was engrossed in the book he was reading. he listened to the new and sighed, he was fed up of people haranguing mutants, ¡°Boy, they don¡¯t give up do they?¡± Bobby said thinking out loud. Tag anyone>
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Post by hughissuper on Feb 11, 2010 9:05:48 GMT -5
((You beat me to the punch, xmenfan! "Morning." Jean turned her cheek absently up to receive the kiss from Scott. She was wearing black uniform pants and gray top with the school's logo.
Her eyes were still on the muted television. The news broadcast had interrupted itself and Reverend Stryker (praise God!) and a serious faced reporter was announcing something....Jean turned back on the volume. "...and now we'll go to the White House where the President is holding a press conference..." The feed cut to the very familiar White House press room. A solemn-faced President was in the midst of speaking. "In light of its recent inability to apprehend both the mutants responsible for the attack on Shanghai, China and those who escaped, the Chinese Government has released the names of the 56 escapees. We have pledged to work with the Chinese government and various governments around the world to subdue this crisis and hunt down these dangerous criminals. Any persons helping these escaped criminals will be assumed to be accomplices.
In addition, Congress has authorized us to offer amnesty to any mutant wanting to come forward to help in our efforts...""Amnesty is for those who have broken the law...Have ve broken the law, now....just by being born?" "You know, it's not like Magneto to stay quiet and hidden this long...usually he tries to make an example..." <tag: Cyclops> The five or so students dispersed, holding their trash bags and began to pick up litter. Gambit smirked. "I guess dey put me in charge of detention, cause dey tink I know a lot about it..."
Puddle and Quentin were exchanging dirty looks. Just as Puddle opened his mouth, no doubt to shout something nasty at Quentin, Gambit grabbed him by the collar and turned him to face the other direction. "Jus' pick up de trash, garçon...you don't wanna have to spend another detention wit him..." Gambit released his collar and Puddle, having decided that he really didn't want to spend another detention with anyone starting picking up trash and muttering under his breath.
Gambit turned back to Rogue, "What about your class, cherie? Teacher playin hooky t'day?"<tag: Rogue> Vivien only got three minutes into the Krav Maga video, before she realized she'd seen the fighting style before, without knowing the name. She turned off the TV, replaced the DVD in its box, and put away the whole stack. Watching fighting always made her want to participate. Now, her muscles were twitching in anticipation of replicating the things she'd seen. Luckily, she was already dressed appropriately for a workout in leggings, a plain t-shirt and sneakers. She'd thrown an over-sized sweatshirt over the whole ensemble. Vivien bounded down the stairs three at a time and caught the subterranean elevator just as the doors were about to close. She bounced impatiently on the balls of her feet, while the elevator descended, too slowly for her taste. She slipped out of the elevator as soon as the doors opened, brushing by Beast, who had been waiting by the doors. He grinned after her, as he walked onto the elevator. "Aw crap!" Vivien remembered as she approached the danger room that there was a class scheduled. <tag: Malcolm (he's in the danger room, right?)>
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Feb 11, 2010 21:37:07 GMT -5
Standing up from the wife's cheek (all she'd really let him kiss since Emma'd come back), Scott nodded at Nightcrawler. "You're right, Kurt, it's completely unfair. Politicians are using the accessibility of television to spout anti-mutant spin and lies every day, just to gain votes or perpetuate their own agendas."
Looking back down at Jean, he put an affectionate hand on her shoulder. "I'm sure he'll turn up, Jean. He's got something planned, I know. Hank's got the team working on analyzing things most nights, but we haven't found any leads. Hey, either of you want to come down to the Danger Room? Dr. Ramsey's going to sit in on my simulation today, at the very least we'll have a good laugh."
Tag Jean, Kurt>
((I'm going to say either Angel or Iceman should be part of the DR class for the sake of both plots going))
Malcolm Ramsey was a little startled as the automatic door to the Danger Room slid open, breaking his silent reverie. He stood up straight, acting casual, when he saw his ex-wife. He looked down at his outfit, simultaneously proud and embarrassed of his loudly-colored, skin-tight suit. "Heh, ye have to admit, they do look a tad silly," he said with a shrug, tapping the reinforced chestpiece.
Tag Vivien>
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Post by xmenfan on Feb 12, 2010 9:08:15 GMT -5
Danger roomArchangel entered the danger room in full uniform moments after Vivian. “Hey, Malcolm, Nice suit” he said with a smile “I hear you are sitting in for Scott today”. He started doing warm up stretch’s ready for the lesion. He noticed Vivian outfit “Will you be joining us today?” He asked as he stretched his wings proudly. Tag Malcolm, Vivian> Ooc: love the suit Dr. B
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Feb 13, 2010 11:01:47 GMT -5
Danger Room
Dr. Ramsey coughed and laughed at Archangel's comment. "Hah, laddie, ye heard wrong. I'm sitting in, Ah've nay trained physically in years. Slim's going te put me through yer ropes so I can start becomin' a more useful member of yer team." He smiled warmly and took the en garde position, rapier out, free hand up, knees bent. He glanced back at Vivien and winked with a boyish grin.
Tag Vivien, Archangel>
((I'm going to tag Emma in a few posts at most, just warning you wishiwas))
Living Room, 1st Floor
Jubilee was walking from the kitchen in her usual tiny shorts and tank top, stirring a freshly-mixed Slim-Quik, a chocolatey meal replacement. She saw Bobby and Dade sitting on the sofa and sauntered over, sitting on the sofa's back. She put her hand on Bobby's muscled shoulder and smiled. "Morning, Ice," she said, slurping her drink through a straw.
After watching the tube for a few minutes, she made a worried face and looked over at Dade. "Hey old dude, are they going to be coming after you?" Her eyes were wide, she'd grown to kinda like the guy, even if he'd well, possibly done things. Lots of us have dark pasts, Jubilation thought, thinking of Logan and Gambit...
Tag Iceman, Dade>
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Post by xmenfan on Feb 15, 2010 7:19:57 GMT -5
Danger room Archangel smiled when Malcolm struck his pose, "That's very good Malcolm, you look like you've done that before". Tag Malcolm> Living room Iceman turned his head as far as he could to look at Jubilee "Hay!" he said with a smile, "I've had as much of the news as I can take for one morning, I don't know about you but I'm going to go join the others in the danger room" he got up and started walking to the danger room at a casual pace. Tag Jubilee, Anyone>
Dade lowered the book he was reading & smiled at jubilee, He had become very found of her over the past five weeks, He thought about that question for a moment, I don't think so, but I didn't think they'd kidnap mutants, I didn't think they would build sentinels. "I hope not young dude¡I hope not" Tag Jubilee>
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Post by wishiwasslytherin on Feb 15, 2010 16:22:42 GMT -5
Rogue shrugged, "Ahhhh, who needs political science anyway?" she replied, brushing it off. "It's too pretty a day to be stuck inside." She rubbed Gambit's shoulder affectionatly. Then she looked at him straight in the eyes and said, "So, ah was thinkin, we should go out tonight Remy, like on a date or somethin."
<tag: Gambit>
{ooc: aye aye Bagels!!}
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Post by hughissuper on Feb 16, 2010 20:20:02 GMT -5
(many apologies for my long absence)
Jean smiled, "You never know, Scott. Dr. Ramsey might surprise you. It'll be worth watching in any case. I'll go down with you. " Jean took the final sip of her coffee and placed the mug in the dishwasher.
<tag: Cyclops>
"Yes!" Her answer came out in a rush. Vivien fidgeted energetically with a birdlike agility, torn between an unusual shyness and excitement. If she'd had a rapier or saber, she would have engaged Malcolm immediately. She always became antsy when she "learned" or recalled a new fighting style, as if her muscles need to reenact it immediately. It had always been a troublesome weakness, her excited muscles twitching uncontrollably and prodding her into fights with gusto, but often not fully prepared.
<tag: Danger Room peoples>
Gambit grinned, "Usually the guy ask de gal....but I like a bold woman. De answer is yes."
<tag: Rogue>
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Post by xmenfan on Feb 17, 2010 6:33:20 GMT -5
Danger room "Are you alright?" Archangel asked a very energetic Vivian, as he watched her fidget, "Looks like both of us can't wait to get started, I hope Scott gets here soon". Tag Vivian, Scott>
Iceman entered the danger room and smiled as he saw Malcolm practicing with the rapier, "Good you haven't started yet, I'm not too late to join you" Tag Anyone>
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Feb 17, 2010 12:13:07 GMT -5
Cyclops was actually surprised that Jean wanted to come with him, considering how lukewarm things had been the past weeks.
Smiling, he took Jean by the arm and they took the elevator to the Danger Room. "Wow, great turnout today," he said, looking around for his actual students. On his heels were Boom Boom and Maggot, both offering up apologies for being late.
"Ah jeez," said Boom Boom, "you guys all here cos we're late?"
Malcolm snickered and pointed his sword at Maggot, giving a wink to Iceman. "Aye, Japheth, the penalty fer tardiness is death, the noo!" He stifled a laugh and lowered his blade, noticing the familiar twitch.
"Viv, Ah think ye kin ask the Danger Room fer a sword, if ye like," he said with a sort of silly look, watching her fidget. "calm down, lass, yer goin' te make the students nervous."
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Post by xmenfan on Feb 18, 2010 6:47:35 GMT -5
Danger room
Iceman hid a smile and put on a serious face, “what a shame, we lose so many students that way” he said looking at Malcolm, “what do you say we let him off this time if he promises not to be late again?”. Tag Malcolm>
"Are we ready to start Scoot?" Archangel asked Itching to tack flight and show off his avian skills in front of the new people. Tag Scott
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Post by Dr. Bagelman on Feb 19, 2010 18:46:05 GMT -5
Ion laughed at Iceman's comment, and Cyclops rolled his eyes, which you could kind of tell by the altered glow in his visor, along with the slight change in his lower facial expression.
"I believe we are ready to start," said Cyclops, heading upstairs to the observation room. "How many are participating today, and now many are going to just observe?" he asked, after flipping on the comms switch.
Ion, Boom Boom, and Maggot raised their hands, looking around to see if anyone else was doing the same. Archangel looked like he was ready to go, too.
Tag everyone in Danger Room>
Hank McCoy's lab
Beast looked over his shoulder at the small television in his office as he pored over various printouts and schematics of previous models of Sentinel, along with some plans for the Chinese Super-Brain he'd managed to wrangle from his contact in the Orient.
"It makes one wonder if all sentient life is so..." he stopped, seeing a familiar face on the television. Two familiar faces. "oh, my..."
Lounge
Jubilee slurped the last of her Slim-Quik loudly through a straw, when suddenly she punched Dade Jackson hard on the arm. "Hey, Dade, Dade, ohhhh man, look at this!" She pointed frantically at the TV, but it was too late, it had already gone past. "Thank god for TeeVeaux," she said, picking up the digital box remote and rewinding the live broadcast, replaying it as Dade Jackson's face came on the screen.
"Suspected terrorist facilitated escape. Former employee," it said under his name as the newscaster talked over it.
Jubilee stared wide-eyed at the screen, her jaw open, as the next face came on.
"Vivien Ramsey, connected with multiple open murders, Irish terrorists, and Chinese counterfeiting ring."
Jubilee looked from Dade, to the TV, to the door. "Doc Ramsey's ex-wife...?" she whispered.
Tag Dade Jackson>
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