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"Just checking out what kind of mayhem you're up to. Nice fire-demon-thing. You're a pyrokinetic, I take it?" David replied, still grinning. The heat was starting to get to him a bit, so he whipped up a small breeze around his personal space to keep himself cool. "Mind if I join in on the fun?" David said, allowing his psychotic side out for a little fresh air.

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"Good, now everyone's here," the girl who had teleported all three of them said, slightly out of breath from all the rapid-fire warps she's just had to open.

"Err, where is here?" Morgan asked, looking around at his new surroundings. "Victoria? Sarah?" he added, noticing that both Victoria, and the new girl he'd greeted earlier were here as well.

The place they were all in now, wherever it was, was incredible. Almost every square inch of the massive wall in front of them was covered in monitors, which sat just above a small computer terminal. Everything around them seemed to be made of some sort of crystal, either polished smooth, or simply jutting from the ground.

"Here is Panoptichron, our little base of operations. Sorry I had to drag you here on such short notice, but I didn't really have time to explain earlier," the purple girl said.

"Right... And who exactly are you?"

"Call me Blink," she replied.

"Okay, then, Blink. Why exactly are we here?"

"Well, I kinda need your help with something. Well, actually, I need the help of all three of you. You see, a few people on your world have decided to start messing around with dimensional barriers. Unfortunately, they don't know what they're doing, and are getting very, very close to simply collapsing your reality upon itself, or something equally unpleasant."

"And you need our help to stop it, right?"

"Er, yeah, that kinda sums it up. I'd get my own team, but they're off fixing another reality, so I had to recruit you guys. For now, you're honorary members of the Exiles."

"Great. We have to save reality. And here, I thought today was going to be boring," Morgan replied sarcastically. Normally, he wouldn't have believed it, but they had been transported to a crystal palace with a wall full of images from what Morgan could only assume was everywhere on earth, by a purple person named Blink. At this point, he would believe anything.

Sarah blinked and looked about at the place after being 'blinked' in by Blink. She saw Morgan whom she had met earlier and Victoria whom she had not met before. "Ssssssoooooooooo......." She started slowly trying to puzzle her way through this. She couldn't figure out just what she wanted to ask so she turned to Morgan with a bemused look on her face. "Does....this.....happen.....often?" She asked slowly.



Lizz sat on the stool and took a sip of the drink the bartender had given her. Zion was right this was a good idea. The band was good. she made a mental note to pick up a copy of their CD next time they were at the mall.

"Of course I know your name," said the Professor nodding at the boy and motioning him toward to the chair that sat opposite him and his desk. "Not only am I a telepath," he continued in a warm, light hearted tone. "But I have read your files and helped make arrangements for you to come to stay here."

There was a moment of silence as the Professor paused somewhat unexpectedly. He was getting a message, telepathically of course, from Jean, and judging by the disress in her voice, it could not be good news.

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And then she was gone. Charles sighed half-heatedly but did not let his face drop. He had faith in team; they could handle this with his help, though he could not help but worry a bit. For once, he would like to have a a twenty-four hour period where nothing went wrong. A pipe dream, he supposed...

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John beamed happily as his fellow roof-dweller complimented him on his fire-crafted handiwork. "Why, thanks mate," he said, deciding to show off his creation by letting it break off from it's perch above the mall and circle the area. It breathed fire, on occasion, setting a few more trees up in smoke as panic continued to escalate in the streets below. He was tickled by the fact that it been just under two minutes and back-up of any kind for the sake of Bayvillers had yet to show up. Pity...

"I'd be honored," said John finally, in response to the boy's request. "My name's Pyro...any chance you've got a name as well?"

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For Victoria, having just been ripped from amid the fiery chaos of down-town Bayville and plopped into a large, crystal and monitor covered room by a stranger, there was only one reaction that came to mind.

"What the hell?!" she blurted out of habit. Gawking upwards at her surroundings, it was not until she heard her own that name that she realized that whoever had bought her here had bought others as well.

Not to far off was Morgan and girl she did not know by name of face. She opened her mouth and was about to repeat her statement in a more dignified fashion when their kidnapper, as it were, took it upon herself to explain the situation.

"Alright then," she said, slowly, nodding her head in mock understanding as her eyes widened.

WBen watchedon and hoped that he wasn't found. This two guys were crazy, and so far he'd only found out one of their names.

Tabitha watched as Rogue contacted the other X-Men with cummincator that was found in the car. "So, when do think they should get here?" she asked Rogue, while they waited for someone to answer.

"Would it make much of a difference if I'm drunk? I'm pretty crazy normally" jillann said thoughtfully "or would i be crazier if that’s possible" she ordered up another rum and coke deciding to slow up since she was starting to get a slight buzz. It was the kind of buzz that makes you feel all good and happy inside, more than she usully was

Lizz was tapping her foot to the beat of the music. "Hum?" She said glancing back at Zion as she nursed her drink. "Oh, yea. This is great." She said smiling and chuckling at Jillian. Jillian was apparently one of those happy drunks.

(Sorry um, just about everyone... I zoned out for the past week and woke up stairng into a bowl of Special K (cause it's a special day) this morning. Promise you that I sencerely hope that it does not happen again. 3nodding stare eek )

Jphnathan nodded. He had studdied up on the practical possibility of telepathy and other psychoactive abilities not to long ago. Of course, at his age studying wass just that. Besides, there had never been any proven examples of psycho-anything until the outbreak.

"Sir, if I may. What exactly is taught at this school.

He also noted the sigh the professor gave. He was still having trouble focusing on the many factors that existed around the people with mutations and so he attributed the sigh to have something to do with himself.

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Damion walked up to Zion and Liz talking. There was afterall nothing else to do. There was the music, but he couldnt chose that so even though he liked it, he could not really fully apreciate it. There was the alcohal, and shot of cwhat could have been-but certainly wasnt-Crown Royal made him apreciate it more, but that was something passive. You couldnt focus on alcohal.