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Code Name: Siren
Team: Alpha
Location: The Mall
Ability: Sound Manipulation
Singing: Nothing. Too upset, to sing.

The petite Columbian cursed under her breath when her ears picked up that Leo was indeed not with the telekinetic…She hoped, that she hadn't seen what she'd thought she'd saw...Her teeth ground together for a moment, lips pressed together. Isabella was growing quite sure that Leonardo was going to hate her—If he didn’t already. He hadn’t been under her care very long, but already he’d had most of his leg chewed off by a mechanical shark… As well as his hand. And now, he was chained to a wall in some human idea of fair holding. The fact that their attackers had been ‘Exceedingly Violent’, Aurelie’s words, not her own, made her stomach clench in apprehension.

After hearing Aurelie speak, it was only a matter of time before she found the blond girl… Her voice echoed through the halls, leading Isabella straight to her—As if someone had drawn a line and demanded that she follow. Hearing that the locks on the cells were electronic she nodded her head slowly. That shouldn’t be a problem. Most electronic locks had a release that ran on a specific radio frequency… Hopefully this mall was updated enough that they didn’t still run on infrared. She would hate to have to backtrack and hunt for a different way to spring them…

She focused, and listened to the different things in the air—Able to hear nearly everything going on in the mall for a moment…Though it was all mostly white noise. So many footsteps, sneakers on the floor—So many voices shouting all at once. If she wasn’t mistaken she definitely heard something akin to…A transformer going off. It sounded almost like when Raine’s powers activated enough to be seen…

Narrowing her focus, she heard the computers humming… The alarms transmitting, and then finally, the tiny thread she was looking for…~It’ll be fine Aurelie. I’ll have you out in a second~

She walked towards the north east side of the area, and aware that the camera’s were still out—She didn’t bother destroying it like she normally would have. Following the thread in the air that led to the holding cell, she opened the door with the keys she’d taken off of the guard that she’d hoodwinked into letting her inside. Seeing Aurelie behind bars she sighed at the mark on her face…An intense distaste rising in her stomach at what had taken place here. “Are you all right?”

Her head tilted to the left just slightly, however sharply—The way a hawk did, when it was listening harder for it’s prey. It was Leonardo…Too late for sitting tight? Well… She couldn’t blame him for wanting to escape the chains he was being held in…But she hoped he didn’t get into any trouble he couldn’t handle without them… Consequently, she also heard him taunting his jailer.

“Mierda…”, she swore indelicately under her breath—Once again following the frequency…It would take her a moment to be able to memorize it exactly, and read it properly…Everytime she got distracted, she had to start over.

Hearing Leonardo arrive, moments before he’d revealed himself... She unintentionally stopped following the signal to the electronic lock to look at him…Call her paranoid, but after Halloweentown, she wanted to see with her own two eyes that he hadn’t done something exceedingly…Exceedingly stupid, however valiant. That all his limbs were still attached. Her sharp emerald eyes gave him a once over, much the same way she’d done outside the music room… And then returned to her task. She waved off his words, her auburn head shaking slightly in dismissal of the explanation…“Don’t apologize for breaking yourself out, and saving me the trouble. You’re safe, that’s all I care about.”

“But—I’m still caught between wanting to kiss or kill you pair for this fiasco...”, she warned them both, a layer of teasing hidden underneath the harder—More serious tones of the Alpha leader.

“Honestly though. Give me some credit…Electronic locks either need a key, a code, or a remote trigger to release… The signal used to do that is a radio frequency…”

She let them fill in the blanks as her hand ran over the lock-- Her eyes closing a moment…Following the frequency that kept it locked. She trusted Leonardo to watch her back for a moment. This particular lock was up to date, and was indeed set up for remote release…All she had to do was change what signal was being sent to it, so that when it hit the receiver, it gave the lock a separate command…All the while mirroring the original command so there wouldn’t be an interruption. The system itself would never know anything had changed, because she would realign the frequency the moment Aurelie was freed. The red light on the lock turned green and the songstress completely muffled a loud noise that signaled the cell gate was opening. “Out—Out out, come on, amor…”

She let the cell gate close, and then skillfully reset the signal… It would appear to the guards that Aurelie had pulled a Houdini… Keeping the keys from the holding area door, she stuffed them in the back pocket of her denim skirt—Turning to the other cell that held the Aquatic mutant. “Hey niño… I’ll have you out in a moment.”

Isabella was silent as she tricked the system once more, eyes closed in concentration. It was desperately tricky to do—And she’d certainly lucked out with the particular kind of electronic lock used…But it was standard for places like malls and low level security stations. Once the Aquatic boy was freed, she nodded her head towards the door—“Let’s go.”

She locked the door behind them, and proceeded directly across the hall into what looked like a terminal room. Bella pulled a small, non-descript compact out of her front pocket and pressed the device onto the nearest one, and she breathed out slowly as it lit up blue. It was a scrambling device from Forge with a remote two way transmitter that would allow him to edit and botch all of the feed since Aurelie and Leonardo first entered the mall. It would be as if they’d never been there in the first place… As far as the mall was concerned. She’d stopped the camera’s from working upon entering the guard station…But now it was up to Forge to erase the proof that had already been recorded.

“Stay close, and call me Siren until we get out of here. I disabled the camera’s…But the less information we leave behind, the better.”

Isa threw her powers out before leaving the terminal room, checking to make sure that there were no guards… Satisfied that the coast was clear, she led the trio out and around the corner, checking the maps that Forge had downloaded into her comm every so often. There hadn’t been time to memorize them like she normally would have. “Hopefully the get away will be as smooth as it was getting in.”

“But don’t count on it.”

There was only one way in, and one way out of the guard station… And that was the way she came. Any other exit would set off alarms she wasn’t a hundred percent sure she could keep from tripping. Use of the emergency door would alert both the police station and the fire department… And the Police were already on their way.

Passing a coat rack, there was a white T-shirt hanging there with a small logo on it—She picked it up and tossed it to Leonardo. “You’ll be less conspicuous if you aren’t shirtless.”

It was a fools hope, to think that would help…But Bella tried to keep optimistic.

Her sure footsteps never stopped, carrying her through all the way to the double doors she’d entered… Opening one, she peeked out…Shocked at what she saw. The line of guards that had previously blocked civilians from entering the guard station…It was replaced with a thriving, mass of shouting, screaming people that had turned a scene into a riot…A real riot. Everyone was fighting…Throwing things through storefront windows.

And not all of the people fighting were strictly speaking, human. The transformer going off sound that she had heard earlier was really an lightening bug mutant that was sending out warning shocks towards humans that got too close. There was a man that had lifted a vending machine, high over his head—And threw it towards a group of humans… Isabella didn’t hesitate and threw her hand out, sending a screaming sonic wave towards the unit, nearly splitting it in half as she knocked it off course and harmlessly into a hallway.

There was a spiky haired female mutant with some kind of…Spider-esque ability who kept pinning shoppers to walls with some kind of webbing… Cackling and laughing. Announcing that they weren’t going to take the ‘Flat Scan Subjugation’ any longer. That this was war—This was the end.

Siren brought her comm to her lips, trigged to Cyclops frequency without thinking. “Where is my back up, Scott? Things have gone from bad to worse—It’s an all out war in the mall. The police are coming, and we don’t want to be here when they get here… There’s no way they’ll be able to handle this on their own. There are a lot of mutants here that are mightily pissed off… And if something isn’t done soon, there’s going to be a lot… A lot more blood than there already is.”

“I can’t control them all.”

She cut her comm then, in favor of gesturing the others to follow her once more---Moving away from the guard station, lest they be taken for one of the guards… One of which, she saw laying face down on the floor towards the fountain.

He wasn’t breathing. She could hear no heart beat.

“Stay close. We’ll have to pick and choose our battles until the others get here… But we can’t just walk away.”

A man started marching towards them with a broken bottle, swearing and angry—Swinging it wildly. Human or Mutant—Isabella didn’t know, but her voice was cold as ice when she issued her command. “Sleep.”

Just as the guard had in the station, he dropped to the ground in a heap—Instantly snoring.

“Incapacitate, only. No lethal action, unless I give the order.”

Omega, Location: Danger Room
Violence, music to my ears.

"Thanks for that." he said to the girl with black eyes (Lorelle) as she mentioned he missed one. The sound of a gunshot erupting beside him initially made him assume someone was taking shots at him. Looks like he had a teammate that he could potentially rely on.

"Name's Roland." he said to her, noting her eyes. Likely her power was active, whatever that may be Roland did not know. He moved forward towards a hall to his left, getting himself behind cover. He raised his head out to see if anyone was coming. Another two holograms were on their way down, likely to check out the gunshots from before. Impressive, adaptive programming he noted, perhaps for tonight's festivities he would get something with the level of intelligence these seemed to present. No matter, Roland held the shotgun with a good grip as he spun around the wall, moving like lightning as he hit one hologram with the pommel of his face and then struck him across the temple with his shotgun as he leveled it to the head of the other hologram. By the time the first hologram had hit the floor, the bark of his weapon echoed in the hall as both dissipated before him. Taking a deep breath, he continued forward with a wary caution.

"In a building to everyone's 9 o'clock, one of the new bloods is here with me." he said in his comm, intending to start the coordination of tactics, "Any need for some suppressive fire just let us know, we can lay some down through the windows." Roland wasn't one to be a team type, but if anything he at the least needed to see what the rest of the group was capable of. He then realized he had forgotten to chamber the next round. Ejecting the spent shell, Roland continued down slowly, ready to react when something came his way.

OOC: Sorry for the short post, would wait till I had more to go with but I'm working in a bit, and then busy for the next couple of days.

Omega - Danger Room - You'll Shoot Your Eye Out

Maddy shrugged at Kerrigan as the whole grouped began to filter into the Danger Room. It didn't matter too much to her if the team burned some time before they got a call-- she was fully expecting one.

Still, Maddy listened to the game explained, knowing full well that she could not shoot a gun to save her life. The last only gun she had shot was a BB gun in an old friend's yard back in Boston. It was the day after Christmas and he had gotten it from an uncle. Cans did not stand a chance against his aim. She could not hit anything but the fence behind them. Maddy took a good deal of teasing because of that. Unfortunately, that boy turned out to be incredibly anti-mutant. His whole family was. She didn't see him much after puberty hit.

Maddy lifted a handgun off the table, shaking off the last bit of nostalgia. She picked it up as if it were a dead mongoose, using only two fingers. The girl, of, course, understood it was a game, so she would play along. It didn't matter too much how this went so long as she didn't look like a complete fool. She set that down and grabbed one of the smaller submachine guns, whose weight still surprised her.

Shooting began before she even knew what was happening, and Maddy sprinted to hide in the door frame of the closest building. She stuck her head out only to listen to Solaris' further, shouted explanation. When the other was done, the girl found herself having kicked in the door of that building and racing up the stairs, taking the flight in huge bounds. It was just natural for her to try and get higher up, especially in a terrain like this.

Then, just near the top of the building, her body swung right, her finger just tightening on the trigger as shots went everywhere. One of the bots, the simulated enemies, had just been crouched in a corner, though it didn't even seem to react to her. The girls heart still was trying to escape her chest when the thing disappeared with an apparent kill shot.

Without catching her breath, she moved on, peaking out the door to the roof. She could hear shots being fired all over the place, and Roland's muffled voice coming over the com system. Arrow used to call those people sorts of people "try-hards." It made her laugh. She missed Arrow. She missed having another real archer around on the team. She couldn't remember if Antonio had used a bow or not. She thought he just gave people a look of disdain or a quiet stare or something to disable them.

Maddy wanted to smack herself for getting so nostalgic as she did an awkward, crouched run across the rooftops. Her feet hit the ground with the softest padding noise. One more bot keeled with his rifle on the edge of the roof, looked down at the street through its sights. Psyche came behind it, and, carrying the gun in her left hand haphazardly, one large psi-blade formed in her right hand. She swung it like a sword, down and through the thing's back. These things seemed incredible unobservant or just completely unaware.

Trying not to think twice about it, and, from that same position, she could look down at the street where she saw shots being fired at a large group of hostiles moving towards the newer girl, supposedly named "Covet". She saw two of them being dropped initially, but still the group moved towards her. Maddy grabbed her gun again, pointing it down at the street. A barrage of bullets came, flailing all over the place. She knew she was absolutely terrible. She thought she dropped one just by luck, but the girl had attracted way too much attention to be safe. The street crew, along with several in windows of buildings across now began shooting in her direction.

Trying to remind herself that it was just a game and not some serious training session with the Wolverine, the girl swapped out the gun for the more reliable bow on her back. Shots still flying, she tried to hide behind the roof's smaller safety wall. She popped up, just for a moment, but was met with a shot grazing across her arm. It got her a good look, but the girl could see her "life's" percentage drop a bit on her com.

"Oh, you are so freaking dead, it's not even funny you bloody pissah," she cursed as a psi-arrow formed in her hand with the slightest thought. She racked it, pulled the string back in a flash, and let loose the thing in a second at the enemy on the ground she deemed responsible. Like she knew it would, that gun caused her more problems than it solved.

Let's go downtown and talk to the modern kids./ They will eat right out of your hand/ using great big words that they don't understand.

Omega/ Danger Room/ Yippie-Ki-yay

Jacen had his arms crossed behind his back, swaying back and forth as Narcissa gave subtle greetings to the Omegas. He may have been an older Omega or whatever, but Cissa was still the only mutant he’d ever been afraid of. He wouldn’t let it show (Nowadays at least. Back on Muir was a completely different story,) but he knew it was a good idea to have a healthy dose of fear for someone who could microwave you at will.

But, he still wouldn’t let it show. He was a warrior, she was his leader, and he followed her orders without question. Unless of course he was legitimately confused. Which was often. So really he followed her with limited question. Yea.

The sight of the city rising made him grin. The Danger Room’s complexities had always fascinated him, but he wasn’t nearly smart enough with computers to comprehend how it worked.

“Meh.” Jacen said lightly, watching as Kerrigan explained they’d be playing with toy guns. He didn’t like using guns in the field, but he’d played Laser tag since coming to the states and had had a good enough time. He just picked up the first gun he saw, some pistol-looking thing he couldn’t name on his life, and looked out over the desolate cityscape. The simulated enemies appeared and multiplied, assuring plenty of targets.

Jacen took cover as the ‘bots’ started firing, tuck-n-rolling behind an outcrop of rubble as lasers fired. “Hey Rave, What’s Kraken?” He quipped, calling out to his comrade across the trash-littered street. He popped his head out from behind the rubble before drawing it back in a flash, a bolt of green soaring past his head.

With a breath, he flipped over his protection, firing at the militarily-dressed figures he’d spotted before. A total of 37 rapidly-fired shots to dust the two of them. He hoped there wasn’t limited ammo on their guns. Jacen huddled next to Christian and his over-turned dumpster. “Oh. Didn’t see you here.” He said, shrugging his apologies and tilting his eyebrows up in a surprised sort of greeting.

Roland’s announcement came over his comm. and managed to make Jacen feel old. Roland seemed like he’d been a newbie a day ago, but, as Jacen often found, time-flies when you’re stuck in a Nightmare world.

“So you enjoy guns.” Jacen said, matter-o-factly, “Do you have any ideas on how to ‘survive’?” He fired at a bot coming up to them while saying this, missing multiple times before managing to hit it’s trigger arm. The thing still came at them, though unable to shoot. Jacen kept firing, somehow managing to miss at point Blank range before frowning, tossing the gun into the air, grabbing the barrel, and clubbing the bot in the face with the butt of the gun.

ℜ@√℮ +~+ Ѻмεℊα- Did I mention I shoot lasers?

He didn't have to wait long for Solaris to elaborate on the previous rules, good thing he had stayed nearby because it seemed the enemies hadn't wandered this far up yet so it was still relatively safe behind his wall. Strapping his gun to his side with one of his many belts, Leion was about to start a laser light show as Kraken made a joke from across the street causing Leion to stop for a moment to laugh at how cheesy it was.

"Well I was about to show these goons how to party, but I forgot my techno music" he had decided to throw something equally cheesy right back as he leaned out from behind his cover to fire a few bursts of energy at some of the programs attempting to get the drop on him. Luckily their powers still worked on the holographic enemies or he'd be shooting away with that gun and probably missing the enemy.

He wasn't sure how many enemies there were all he knew was he wanted a vantage point, "So which buildings are not swarming with A.I. trying to get a vantage point? he called over the comm as he made a small oval to cover his crouching body as he moved to another area of cover. While they could 'feel' the shots from the opposing laser guns, they had no substance so blocking them did not cause Leion the same amount of strain as say a horde of demons body slamming his energy, so he could sustain it longer. Though if he relied too heavily on his energy he would find himself tired out before long.

Leion + James ~ Evans

Omega: Danger Room -- Simulation, go!

There were a lot of questions flying around as soon as the simulation started, Kerrigan not really having to answer them as different members of the group offered their opinion on things. Cissa was staying out of things for the most part, but she was glad that the blonde took over answering some of the other Omegas' questions. After all, as soon as the redhead opened her mouth to say something, a shot struck the wall just to the left of her head, leaving a smoking hole. Kerrigan's military background definitely shown through as she took aim with her gun, firing off a single shot to cause the AI to duck behind the ledge of the building above, the Omega using the moment to regain some cover and see what was going on with the rest of the team.

Of course, it was no surprise that their leader dispatched of one of the AI with ease, protecting Aren in the process. Some were on the rooftops, others were offering some suppressive fire for the rest of them. It was nice to see some of them acting together, especially when they had so many new members in their midst. It would do them all some good to get to know each other on the battlefield - that kind of information could be invaluable when they got into a real combat situation.

Kerrigan pivoted around, firing off three shots in quick succession. All three hit the approaching AI in the face, the man falling backwards before disintegrating. Her attention turned to some other shots being fired to see Kraken firing point blank at a bot, eventually giving up on shooting and using the gun asa club instead. It at least did the trick, though it might behoove him to learn how to shoot at some point. In the modern world, it was a skill that everyone on their team ought to have in some capacity. But that was a different discussion for a different day.

Another shot hit the wall behind her, Kerrigan taking off at a sprint into an alleyway just to her left. Others had the right idea - get to a better vantage point and out of the streets, which were a virtual gauntlet at the moment. A holster hung around her waist, the redhead shoving the gun into it as she leapt onto a dumpster, immediately pushing off and propelling herself to grab a low rung of a fire escape off the ground.

"I'll take some of that cover fire down here, Pala-," she called into her comma, grunting as she managed to pull herself up to finally get her foot onto a lower rung, her foot slipping as a laser struck the side of the fire escape. Her armor made a loud clang as her whole body slipped down two or three rungs, her feet dangling as she managed to grab onto a rung, frantically twisting around to get a grip with her other hand.

"NOW," she inadvertently yelled into the comm, probably sounding more frantic than she meant to. Once she had a better grip, the redhead released one hand so she was clutching the fire escape with one hand, legs still dangling, as she unsheltered the pistol and took aim at a window where one bot was shooting from. She managed to hit him at least once, as he quickly ducked back inside as Kerrigan waited for that cover fire - her helmet kept her strained facial expression from view.


((OOC: Apologies for the wait!))

Omega, Location: Danger Room
Laying down some cover fire

Roland got to a window and watched as the AI fired down volley after volley of rounds at the rest of the team. They seemed a little too trigger happy for Roland's taste, yet he still wanted to charge out at them. However, common sense dictated that now was not a good time to do so.

"My building appears to be clear at the moment Rave." he answered over his comm to his question, "Gonna run a sweep through to make sure."

Kerrigan called out for some support fire, he got an eye on her as she was climbing up a ladder. The strain at the end of her message was likely a strain of effort with the ladder rather than of fear, even so he didn't waste his time. "Roger that Knoxx, laying down shots now." He placed three rounds down towards a position that was firing at her. One of them clipped him, but unfortunately didn't take him down. He fell to the ground and got a wild shot off in Roland's direction. Ducking, he quickly checked his comm for his Damage Ratio, which thankfully was still good.

One of the new blood's was going to do some recon, fine by him. Right now it looked to a situation of holding up and than running and gunning. As much as he wanted, he realized that he needed to learn to shoot better.

And hey, what better way to learn than on the job?