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 Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 6:41 am
  Name: Narcissa Grace Lucania-Stone [No relation, to Any Alpha's]
Codename: Solaris
Team: Omega
Location: Outside - Fighting Sentinels?
Temperament: Annoyed
She never let on that she now understood that fear was necessary and often a suitable reaction for the situations the X-Men were thrown into.
“It’s a new feature. We all get tattooed upon entry with shiny neon lights that say ‘Hit me, I’m a bloody target’...”, the Red Queen responded to Madison easily, natural British accent unintentionally flavoring her tone.
The Sentinels focused on the visible mutants for the moment—The easiest targets. No doubt when they managed to exterminate them they would level the Academy to ensure a complete termination process.
She felt someone familiar joining the fight, and placed Jacen a moment later, catching a ride on Spira’s huff and puff. Though some warning for Peyton might have left her a little less startled--It was a brilliant move, while Madison escaped. If there would have been time, she might have pointed it out…But unfortunately, now wasn’t the time to coddle and praise her merry little band of socially retarded gremlins. Her arms outstretched, hands pressing over one another, a pulsating white light screamed towards the machine that had taken a shot at Kraken, providing cover.
Narcissa was very wary of her own attacks. Especially around the new tweens. It never occurred to her to question whether they may or may not catch her particular brand of humor… Most on her team simply just knew to take the things that came from her ever running mouth with a grain of salt. Nevertheless, her actual order was valid. She was sure that neither Spira nor Graviton were suicidal—But some failed to take her seriously when she openly warned them to beware the bright white light. She caught Madison’s response over the comm and smirked, “Have some faith love… I don’t shoot to kill my own.”
(Much. Unless they annoy me. I might. Hmmm...>.>)
The sun goddess was momentarily surprised to see the Sentinel’s start repairing one another. That was new…And upsetting. Oddly enough, she didn’t worry overly much about Scott. Cyke was a big boy. And a d**k. She didn’t believe that one hit would kill him unless it had actually been powerful enough to get through his uniform. She'd seen him fried by his own optic blast on more than one occasion.
From everywhere, there were communications from others needing back up—requiring assistance. What they didn’t seem to understand was that they were being attacked on all sides. It wasn’t just coming from the front, or the back, or the courtyard….The metal monsters had come from everywhere. Responding to everyone at once, she spoke into her comm. “We’re all spread thin. If your area is being hit particularly hard—Arrangements will be made…But until then, keep bringing the toy soldiers down one by one.”
She wished that she had more of a plan for her team. But the surprise attack had wiped out their turrets and most of the automatic ground defenses. If worse came to worse she had a back up solution. The blonde hoped it wouldn’t come to that.
The sun goddess drew back her arms, volleying a number of light based attacks towards the Sentinels—Aiming for their heads. The attacks were quick and precise, not powered enough to dismember them like she had before—But enough to scorch and weaken, helping the other Omega’s push them back.
It was good to see Leion take a touch of initiative. She’d seen it before… But it was always something she secretly appreciated. Especially when her second in command wasn’t on the ground…Had Roland been that good, that she still had jello knees? It comforted her to think that Kerrigan may just be sleeping off a hangover—Rather than in real trouble with a Sentinel.
She was forced to aim more carefully as the others on the ground engaged the enemy. Graviton zipped this way and that, careful to avoid hits from the Sentinels…But Narcissa twisted her attacks this way and that in response to avoid hitting him. She couldn’t actually complain about anything however, considering they were all working as she desired—New or not. The Omega’s were always one cohesive unit.
It was part of her job to pay attention to all things, at all times-- And as such she tried to follow the conversation that didn’t go across the comm’s by watching both her personnel below, and the Sentinels not far off. Targets changed for her team and her tactics instantly shifted…The Red Queen moved from a support to striker role so quickly it was hard to tell the difference.
Spira was a little power house. It wasn’t at all what she’d expected from reading her file…But what justice did a computer file really serve? None, apparently.
The third Sentinel that Graviton had suggested Spira attack seemed completely off balance, aiming for Daylia while trying to defend against the windy gale that threatened it. Narcissa saw an opening and moved without thought—sending a diagonal beam of energy through the neck area. Madison had already proven it was more vulnerable than the rest of the machine. It sliced in a wicked curve as she drew her hand up, digging a deep crescent shaped gouge into the earth below as it came through the other side.
The cut was clean, and she blasted both the severed head and body with short forceful bursts to be sure they would clear Peyton and Daylia as they fell.
The Red Queen whirled about in the air towards the remaining Sentinel and it’s broken counterpart, platinum hair standing on end from the energy that coursed through her.
Whatever it was that Chameleon was doing really seemed to either piss it off or confuse the hell out of it… The Sentinel had stopped attempting to repair the fallen robot for the time being and kept readjusting its aim from mutant to mutant. It seemed to fixate on Graviton, and then it switched to Daylia. Too many targets… It didn’t seem to know which was the more pertinent threat.
Deciding to help the decision along before it took a shot at one of her O+ that couldn’t defend themselves against its choice of ammunition, she lobbed a blast at it—Causing it’s hand to snap back to her in the sky. At first the palm glowed and she rolled her hellfire white eyes. Laser beams were a joke. Then the appropriate gear whirred into place, and Narcissa swore. Bullets.
The last Sentinel started sending a hail of gunfire in her direction, and she threw herself backward in the air to avoid it. The woman was quick, experienced, but she couldn’t dodge like that for long. Flares of intense light from her body afforded her some protection as the bullets melted… But she was still occasionally caught by small slivers that were left over.
It scratched her skin like thick pieces of fiberglass, causing the area’s to glow bright orange as she bled. She’d done relatively well until the sounds of massive gunfire not far off startled her. Narcissa knew the mistake she made as she made it, and tried to keep moving—But no such luck. Something clipped her in her already wounded shoulder, something else across her opposite forearm. She crumpled in on herself as it felt like she’d been hit with a sledge hammer in the abdomen. A crimson beam of light flashed out of the corner of her eye, and the gunfire stopped.
Narcissa hovered for a moment, the gunfire from the tower still going off. The whole debacle had taken mere seconds. She heard several more optic blasts go off, but nothing more from the Sentinels in the back.
Arm pressed over her stomach, she sank. Fluttering down to earth like a wounded bird. Her light faded, hiding itself away in her core where it belonged as she sagged to her knees, using her other hand to brace herself on the ground. Eyes reminiscent to ice slid over those in the area…Scott was already back on the ground. It looked like his shoulder might have been dislocated and bleeding…But she hazily suspected some kind of head related injury. For the most part, the rest of her Omega’s seemed uninjured.
Good.
“Chameleon, Spira, Graviton—Help Cyclops to the infirmary.”, she ordered without her usual sting. Her voice just seemed…Tired. Thankfully, she didn’t take a bullet as badly as some. They melted shortly after they broke the surface of her skin, especially when her powers were active. It didn’t make it any less painful, but it did save the medic-geeks a headache later. “Inform Angel or Elixir that I might…Need a band aid.”
(Wonders if adamantium bandages are too much to ask for...)
“Psyche, Kraken, Rave—Head back towards the other groups if you’re not too winded. See if they need any help.”
"Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire." OOC: As always... Let me know if I missed you--Or misread something. I'd be happy to make adjustments if needed. No more Sentinels will be landing in this area--All are kaput in the backyard.
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2012 11:25 am
Gabriel Byrne
Location: Tower
Angels watching up above, raining down lead... Gabriel got out the range finder and began to call out measurements. Michael managed to get a shot off and it impacted directly into the shoulder of the Sentinel. Making some more calculations he realized that the Sentinel was now likely tracking the origin of the shot. In his binoculars he adjusted to find the head of the mechanical beast. "Go for the head. Impact will mess with it's optics." he stated, reading out the proper measurements for the shot, "Wind speed is good, we got this." Quickly he grabbed his rifle and checked the magazine. It was full, he'd reloaded it quickly earlier. Checking his sights, he responded to Michael's statement about how he's going to drag him out if they bugged out. "Then be prepared to drag me out Michael. Archangels gotta stick together am I right?" he joked. It didn't occur to him just how symbolic it was, a Gabriel and a Michael up on the highest point in the area raining down lead. He loaded a grenade into the underbarrel and got himself prepared for anything. Looking to his communicator he proceeded to change the channel to all frequencies. "Anyone need overwatch support let us know. We're your eyes in the sky, so to speak."(OOC: Post is crap, sorry)
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2012 10:38 pm
Name: Leonardo Rossi
Team: Alphas
Location: Outside
Someone, I Don't Care Who... Owes Me An Explanation. His call for help had finally been answered in the form of Aurelie and some fast guy (Felix). Right as the fight seemed to be reaching its end... how suiting. Still, he couldn't be more thankful that the blond and her friend had showed up. Telekinesis and super-speed were invaluable in the field - Leonardo had worked with telekinetics enough to know how many times they could save your behind and still get the bad guys.
A few kicks and blows later, they seemed to be getting an upper hand on these suckers - for that he could breathe slightly easier. Although, there was no telling how many units the government had manufactured since they reactivated the Sentinel project, so more reinforcements could be well on their way. That was something Leonardo didn't look forward to... his veins were already pumping with adrenaline and rage. The fact that the Sentinel project had been debunked wasn't the biggest thing that bothered him, or that his new haven had been attacked by his former employers. It was the creeping questions of what had happened to his former teammates, the other members of MORT. If the Sentinels were back, that meant MORT was probably disbanded... and who knows what else.
Raine had done her part in taking down the Sentinel he had punched a hole through, dealing the final blow to the mechanical nightmare. The glitterbug had so much potential, as so did many others at the Academy... it was all a matter of unlocking it. They were just teenagers though - they had plenty of time for learning how to fight later. Granted that they weren't killed before then.
A blur slowed down to the form of Felix and Aurelie standing next to the animal mimic. Aurelie made some sort of sly remark, and Leonardo found it difficult to respond, literally struggling to find the right words without sounding harsh. "It takes a lot worse to kill me," was the only thing he could manage to say, his mind still focused on the fight.
Gideon arrived in quite possibly the strangest of ways. The pun was not lost on Leo, but he didn't react to it - he was in the zone, as he liked to describe it. Raine actually managed to convey the animal mimic's feelings quite well; this was not the time to be fooling around. That didn't mean that Leo didn't appreciate the presence of the Wolverine-clone though. Leo was actually extremely relieved to see the man - a practically indestructible mutant with solid metal claws? Yes please, any day.
The loud sound of an elephant charging could be heard again, and Leo looked over to see Katarina tear into yet another Sentinel, but it managed to get a sizable hit on her, knocking her out of her currently changed form. Leo felt a pang of... what was that? Guilt? Sorrow? He wasn't exactly sure - the woman was his former arch-nemesis, after all. They had fought each other to the brink of death... but now ironically they were allies, and it appeared that the pang in his chest was concern. Aurelie had reacted surprisingly fast to the situation, pushing the woman out of the way and over to Gideon. Needless to say, Leo had been markedly impressed with the telekinetic's quick thinking - just like back at the mall.
A voice came over his comm, specifically geared towards him. He recognized the voice and codename as the blond French girl from the mall... and there was someone else with her, apparently. Someone named Technomancer... the name clicked his interest, obviously. Leo spoke in his usual authoritative voice, "If Technomancer's name is what I think it means, then yes, we'll more than likely need his help. For now though, just wait on standby. I think we have this handled." It would be stupid to involve more people than necessary, when they were down to just one last Sentinel on their end.
Aurelie gave Leo an opening, telling him that now was the time to end this horrific battle. The animal mimic nodded curtly, looking at the injured Sentinel dead in the face. His scowl seemed to become even more intense, as if it was possible for it to even do that. All of the rage that he felt was bubbling under the surface was about to explode out. He charged, his ant strength queued up as it had been the entire fight. Using what strength he had left, Leo leapt into the air, and something rare happened - a lion's roar erupted from his throat. It had only happened on a few occasions before, when his anger and adrenaline were peaking. If the figure he was attacking organic and living, Leo would probably feel bad for it, considering what he was about to do. But he wasn't - the Sentinel was cold, emotionless, ruthless.
Leo slammed into the Sentinel's head, wrapping his arms and legs around the massive metal cranium. Twisting his body as hard as he could muster, he managed to tear the Sentinel's head clean off, the forward momentum he had before helping immensely. Landing on the ground clutching to the large robot head, Leo mounted it, punching it repeatedly in the face. Garbled noises were still getting through, and Leo didn't stop his relentless barrage until the voice stopped and the lights in the eyes dimmed to darkness.
He paused, taking in a deep breath. The raging fire in his heart started to die out as the adrenaline began to deplete from his body. The pain started to set in... but Leo had decided to ignore it for now. Instead, he tore into the Sentinel's head, trying to find the thing he needed- the brain. Finding it, he viciously tore it from the socket - luckily it was the size of a normal hard drive. Getting off of the head, Shadowcat walked up to him, giving him a good look over. He honestly looked like hell: blood running down his face, the burn on his leg, the cuts on his arms, the various bruises to his face, and now the raw knuckles. "Are you sure you don't need medical attention? Those ribs could be broken..."
"No," Leo shook his head. "Trust me, I would know if they were broken." Looking around to the people in his group (Felix, Aurelie, Raine, Roland), he made sure that his comm was still on so that it went back to Flairer before he spoke. "If you can, spread out to the other areas and see if anyone else needs help. You all did amazing today." He made sure to make eye contact with everyone to insinuate his point better. Especially Raine, Aurelie, and even Kat. They gained a whole new level of respect today in Leo's eyes.
While the injured Alpha was more than willing to fight until he fell unconscious, he knew that he was physically drained, and Kitty Pryde was right; he probably did need medical attention. Leo radioed Bella, "The front's clear. I managed to rip out one of the Sentinel's brains - let's see if we can find some answers."
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 7:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 9:37 pm
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Team ↠ AlphaxxLocation ↠ Courtyard The Magnetokinetic nodded at his team leader's request. The one she had dealt with was going somewhat berserk. Not too sure what she did to it, but she was right, it wasn't coordinated to focus them, but it doesn't mean it could get lucky or cause collateral damage to the mansion.
Amarillo rushed over to where he and Siren were. He took his friend and talked to her, reassuring her and giving her comfort through words of confidence. Eli continued onto his task as The Omega dealt with his team leader. That people stuff, not his strong point. Electronics, and science based subjects on the other hand, such as two giant robots, one completely jacked up with its innards exposed, and another going hay wire; those were most definitely his topic of choice.
Eli hopped on his board and rushed towards the Sentinel that Amarillo downed punched a hole in, closing in on it, he could work his ability much easier. Even though it bore a hole, it still moved, sluggish and delayed, it still tried smashing him. Eli moved his hands spinning his wrist, contorting his fingers and finally clenching, he pulled up and multiple boards, panels, cables and metallic tidbits were pulled out of the chest cavity.
As if that wasn't enough, Eli filled the request of Siren as he simply hovered on his board next to the disabled Sentinel and focused, lifting the hulking medal carcass. It strained him, he could feel the weight, and also the stress as he started getting a migraine. Building up the force that he could, he continued to lift it, higher and higher, to where it was fifty meters above the Sentinel Siren left berserk. By now, Eli's hands were above his head, holding up the Sentinel, and in a swift motion, he threw them downward, causing the Sentinel Carcass to hail down from above and smash into it's companion. The sound of medal screeched through the courtyard as medal scraped medal and mangled on each other.
Eli stumbled off the board as he started to lose his balance. his last efforts took a lot out of him, something he despised, and something he needed to work on, his body's endurance to prolonged use of his ability. Of the two new sentinels, only one remained after Gabriel and Michael made swift work of one of them from their tower. The last Sentinel who was already aiming towards the tower, turned to Eli, seemingly defenseless as he was on one knee and fired a rocket at him. Eli raised his hand and as he began to knock the rocket off course, he fell forward, catching himself with his free hand. He closed his other hand and stopped using his power, the rocket exploding, what seemed like two feet away, but in truth a considerable distance, exploded, sending dirt, rocks and Eli, and his board flying. Eli rolled, and stopped. "Man down, I repeat, Man down, Railgun is not moving in the Courtyard, The last Sentinel in the Courtyard is moving in on him. He appears to be unconscious." Aegis spoke out over an open broadcast to anyone who'd respond.━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 9:46 pm
Team: Omegas
Location: Academy
Thinking: Useless - I am utterly Useless  Pain was all that registered as Kerrigan's body slammed into something hard and fleshy, causing both of them to hit the ground. The redhead was quick to get back to her feet, grabbing the shirt on the floor and handing it to the floating pink boy shorts as the girl disappeared into her surroundings. She looked back at Aren, who confirmed that she was not, indeed, a train. Soon, they were joined by Tsunami, introductions going around in case some of them didn't know one another. It was helpful, to say the least, considering what she had just come running from. It was funny, even under these circumstances, to see the shirt floating in the air as the girl tried to put it on, still once visible by the floating booty shorts. As much as she wanted the girl to be comfortable, Kerrigan felt obliged to point out the obvious. She would either have to take the time to suit up in pants, or she would have to go around in her birthday suit if they were going to have the element of surprise. It was about then that their comm devices went off, others calling out for reinforcements against the robots attacking the grounds, while others alerted them to additional waves coming in. This was really turning into a war quickly, and there was nothing she could think of to be helpful to anyone. Another explosion rattled the room, sending a fresh wave of smoke and rubble into the hallway. Already, the robot's sensors were scanning the area for mutants, Kerrigan cupping her hand over her mouth as she felt several deep coughs resonate from her throat. Cammi's body became outlined in red light, the girl announcing her decisions and promptly removing her shorts and tossing them to the side to run. It was the best plan she'd seen so far. " Come on," she called out to Aren as the sentinel's voice boomed through the hallway, labeling them as threats. She was sure the sentinel couldn't tell their abilities - the only one that could post even the slightest threat was Aren, and he was so hung over that increasing the size of his stomach would only increase the size of it's contents should be suddenly feel nauseous. Perhaps now, it was best to lead it out into the grounds, where the larger groups of those more suited to taking on this kind of threat could step up. Her hand closed around Aren's arm, pulling him forwards and pushing him towards the exit door as it swung open from the invisible Cammi making her exit. She gave her native american teammate a rougher shove than she really meant to, feeling her body blown sideways as an energy beam from the machine's palm hit the wall opposite her. Her ears were ringing, body uncharacteristically heavy as she felt grass underneath the rubble remains of the wall. The sentinel was freeing itself from where it had smashed through the hallway, a bestial roar echoing over her as the blue-haired Beast erupted from seemingly nowhere, launching his own assault on the machine. No doubt his lack of appearance in the battle so far had been spent in the lab, creating some sort of weapon suited for just the occasion. They were, after all, giant robots - maybe the genius had come up with some sort of virus that could be used to their advantage. Shaking out her hair, the redhead managed to get back to her feet, reports falling in that the different fronts of the fight were slowly being secured. Beast managed to rip the chest panel off of the machine and stabbing some sort of mechanism into the circuitry, jumping clear before the chest of the machine exploded. The sound of the sentinel crashing to the ground caused the redhead's knees to give out from under her again, Kerrigan again finding herself on the ground. " Talk about useless," she muttered to no one in particular, dazed green eyes moving to Beast as he came over to her, scooping her up. The redhead was tough, but she could only be thrown around like a rag doll for so long before her body succumbed to humanity. He said something she couldn't quite make out over the ringing in her ears, vision fading to black. "That's what they'll say to me, say to me, say to me. This one's a fighter."
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 11:49 pm
 xxx xxx v e e x x x x x x x x x x x Alpha | "Sleet" | Cryokinesis | In the CourtyardM c M U R P H Y
Sleet finished up refilling the canteen and capped the top of the container, when Playboy popped her a question, seemingly out of nowhere. She frowned. "It strains me, yes, when I create ice, since I get the ice straight from my body. It's simply easier to freeze water than generate it," she replied with a shrug. She assumed he was one of those people that could easily access and control the power within themselves. Of course, he'd be greatly crippled if he could only control magma, instead of being able to generate it and immerse his entire body in it, given their current location.
She thought that he'd take off, quickly as he'd arrived, as he seemed to be more the type to hop battle locations, so she was glad he had her back. She knew the Sentinels in the back had been cleared, courtesy of the Omega leader and her group, but she didn't know how many were left. It really wouldn't have gone well if a Sentinel decided to approach and she was all by herself.
As she began to head to the front, he replied to her earlier question. To be honest, it was more of a complaint, directed to nobody in particular; she felt a bit embarrassed that he'd taken it seriously. "I think I'll pass on the Zumba then," she muttered. "Tacos sound appetizing, though." She hardly felt now, of all times, was the time to be making light conversation, but the guy's light, unworried manner was infectious.
At that moment, Aegis's voice flashed over her comm. "Man down, I repeat, Man down, Railgun is not moving in the Courtyard, The last Sentinel in the Courtyard is moving in on him. He appears to be unconscious." Eli, she realized, the boy she'd met the night before. She turned to Playboy - she assumed he'd either lost his comm or fried it when he turned into Magma-man - and summarized the situation. "Railgun's down, and a Sentinel's making a beeline for him." She turned and ran for the Courtyard.
She'd just turned the corner when she saw Railgun; rather, the huge Sentinel that was lumbering straight towards him. The boy was on the ground, a lonely lump in the grass. It looked like he was merely an ant, about to get crushed under a metal boot. Quickly, she uncapped her canteen and flung the water out, turning it to ice immediately and hurling it at the Sentinel. As little amount as it was though, it merely coated the Sentinel's legs in a layer of ice. Sleet cursed to herself. Still running, she thrust her hands forward, and tendrils of crackling ice surged forward. They wrapped around the Sentinel and merged together, enveloping the Sentinel in a thick cloak of ice from the shoulders down. The ice halted its movement, mere meters away from Railgun's prone body.
Sleet stumbled, immediately woozy from the sudden strain of her powers. Her throat was parched, she felt like just a dried-out skin of herself. She was bound to get a bloody nose soon, from the dehydration. She glanced once more at the struggling Sentinel. Honestly, she didn't do much - it would very likely break free in minutes - but she'd hopefully bought Railgun more time, and anybody else that could finish up the job.
[[ooc: Bleh, crap post is crap. Please tell me if I missed anything.
Edit: edited out the dialogue in the last paragraph because it sounded strange. ]]
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 2:23 am
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WE BOW TO NONE. WE STAND AS ONE. Current Outfit: [x][x][x][x] Orchid nodded as her friend spoke about not following ludicrous orders. If there was one thing she admired about her friend Aspen, was her ability to look at things in a logical way. Orchid was hateful and could sometimes have a bias, and she recognized it well, but Aspen had a way of calculating things with the emotional vacuum of a machine and determine the right course of action. She always appreciated that, especially when Orchid could be somewhat temperamental. Orchid was a walking ball of emotion, whereas Aspen was like a quirkier Spock(yes, she's seen some Star Trek before). "Damn straight, we aren't letting this s**t slide," she said with another hard fist to the windowsill. These damn Sentinels were living proof that humanity was in its final throes. If they needed aid in the form of giant armed robots, then they have clearly admitted they are the inferior species. To Orchid, it was all the more justification for them to be wiped out, or enslaved, as homo sapiens superior took rightful control of the Earth. It was simply evolution, the superior species must dominate; mutants were the new apex predator, and everyone else had to fall in line or die.
Her frustration subsided and turned into excitement upon hearing the Alpha leader's voice, who ordered her team members to disregard the absolutely ridiculous order to lie down as the senior X-Men would deal with them. Hell, if they'd dealt with Kelly properly, they probably would not be in this damned mess. Granted, there was always the possibility that he would be made a martyr and the law would get enacted faster, but at least then there would be one less peace of worthless scum on Earth to have to deal with as a recurring threat. Truth be told, she actually wanted this. The faster this kind of thing happened, the faster it would launch the eventual full scale war between the gods and the ants. The closer that day came, the closer their ultimate victory came, and thus the reign of the mutant and the continuation of evolution. It also meant she got the chance to fight giant robots, so it was pretty much a win/win. Aspen asked if they should go join in on the fight, and threw in what felt kind of like a sneak insult to Narcissa when she mentioned her team leader having sense, not that she minded in any case. "Well of course, mi amor*, what are we waiting for?"
Orchid gave the girl next to her a wry grin when she responded to her question. Aspen seemed to always know just the right thing to say to put a smile on her face. It wasn't like she'd never had such thoughts of the girl; after all, she was pretty damn sexy. "Oh Aspen, mi vida*, you know me so well," she said as she placed her left hand gently on the girl's shoulder. Her next move, however, was not so friendly. Without a moment's hesitation, the Latina clenched her right fist and sent it flying with all her strength toward the redhead's abdomen. Without hesitation, she repeated the same move many times, striking her with added vitriol with every single strike. Her punches grew wilder, and just as Aspen told her she thought she'd stored just enough energy for her powers to work, Orchid stepped within inches of the redhead's face, delivering her final blow in the form of a head butt to the forehead. In retrospect, it was probably a stupid move. Scratch that, it was most definitely a stupid, stupid move. she said out loud. The head butt more than likely ended up hurting Orchid much more than the recipient. "Sorry… That- Kinda got lost in the moment there." She let go of Aspen then, turning toward the halls that led to one of the back staircases. "Let's take care of business then, shall we?" she said as she led the two.
As she sprinted, Aspen in tow, toward the back of the building, she could feel the grounds shake as the battles between student and hulking death machine raged on throughout the Academy. Occasionally she'd catch glimpses of Alphas and Omegas working to fend off the simultaneous Sentinel assaults through the windows to her side, and she longed to get out there and help fight off the giant mechanized sapiens errand boys. But whether it was karma, or just rotten luck, she would not get that chance. She did not know what it was- stray energy beam, explosive, or simply a crashing Sentinel -but eventually the ceiling above the two began to shake much more violently than before. It did not take more than a few moments for it all come to come crashing down, quite literally. In a few moments the part of the hallway she had been standing in had almost completely collapsed, and unfortunately she was caught in the chaos. As wood, plaster, and whatever the hell else held up the roof of the academy fell over her, she was struck in the back of the head by a particularly heavy beam of wood, knocking her down and completely disorienting her. She was pinned down by many more support beams, and almost completely buried in rubble, muscles barely able to move. Her only thoughts were that she reeeeeeally hoped Aspen had the strength to get them out of this; she really did not want to die here.
There were way too many homo sapiens currently in control of the world for her to go and die like this.
((OOC: Permission granted for the hallway collapse; figured it would be a good excuse for her to miss the fights. Permission also granted to auto Aspen. Soooooooooooo terribly sorry it took me so long to post this extra craptacular post; taking care of my sick grandma has been pretty much a full time job this past month or so.
P.S. I want it on record that this post style made for me by the ever-so-beautiful Selena made me j**z rainbows and give birth to a litter of octuplet unicorns in happiness.))
*"Mi amor" = "My love"
*"Mi vida" = Technically "My Life", but in the context means "My darling"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 4:42 am
 ❤ Ｔｅａｍ: ALPHA ❤ Ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ: OUTSIDE-COURTYARD ❤  She hated that Thomas felt he was useless. That wasn’t the case, his ability was simply passive. Isabella’s so called gift had grown and matured over the years into something fierce, a force to behold. But it hadn’t always been that way. She could remember a time when the most she could manage was to throw her voice as a parlor trick, and use it to charm those around her. The intensely crushing sonic screams had come later.
In the beginning, her ability was only fully triggered when she cried her eyes out.
Isabella could hear her teammates telling her to move. Loud and clear, as if they were standing right beside her screaming. If she could have moved…She would have. But as it stood, her feet felt like they were rooted to the ground. She heard people near her, all seeming to speak at the same time, but couldn’t breathe right away. When she did, she regretted it as the dust laden air filled her lungs and irritated her airways.
Thomas’ voice was low… Her selective hearing pulled it out of the crowd, causing her lips to thin as unreadable emerald gems fell to his form. Her heart clenched at being told by one of her team mates to get off the field. Of course it wasn’t spoken that way, Thomas would never intentionally hurt her feelings… But it might as well have been.
It was exactly what she’d tried to tell Scott. Even her team saw it now…That she wasn’t fit to lead.
He asked if she needed to be healed, and she mutely shook her head, gaze flicking around the field. She was tense…Here they all were worrying about her—When they should really be watching for more mutant hunting terminators. “I’m fine Opaque...No harm done.”
Her words were ghostly—Barely there. But her mutation would see that they carried smoothly to the umbra kinetic’s ears. “There’s nothing to forgive. Just keep your eyes peeled for any more of these things.”
Blake appeared in her vision, taking hold of her, informing Railgun of the remains of a Sentinel that would need done away with. The songstress didn’t resist. Her hands still shook slightly from the close call, and she nearly jumped out of her skin when the air was suddenly filled with unbearably loud gunfire. It was earsplitting enough that she flinched, head ducking against the Texan Omega as she regulated the noise to a tolerable level. Reading the sound waves that rang in the air told her that it was from Michael and Gabriel—Using the top of the observatory tower as higher ground.
The shells seemed to wreck the remaining Sentinels, tearing away at their armor like it was nothing. Isabella was trained to use small to medium sized guns…But she couldn’t fathom firing the monster that Aegis was utilizing with such skill. Blake’s voice broke through the fog of her mind, and once again her heart ground to a screeching halt. He agreed with Thomas? Her expression remained flat as her spirits crushed under the words, no matter how kind and reasonable they were.
By the time Blake finished speaking, she pulled herself from his grasp as if it burned—Green eyes uncertain. His pleading tone pulled at her, no matter how she tried to ignore it. If he looked close enough, he would see a thin glimmer of fear…And further beneath that, a sense of betrayal. “The last time I left my team in a fight they were nearly wiped out. Allegra was in the hospital for so long, I thought she’d never recover. I saw parts of an Omega on the outside that daylight should never see.”
“What does it say to the others if I run away?”
It didn’t matter to the songstress that she hadn’t willingly left the Alpha’s on their own… She’d been shot, and blood loss left her unconscious. Blake’s words about the elementary school children pulled at her heart strings…She couldn’t imagine how scared they were—How frightened. It was then that she paused…Taking another step back from the molecular manipulator as her expression cooled by degrees.
He knew her, better than most. Blake knew that the thought of scared little kids would prompt her to go to them in a heartbeat…
Her eyes turned to Eli as he dropped one Sentinel on top of one another, eyes growing concerned as he seemed to waver—Drained. Looking at her Alpha cost her, cost him. She didn’t see the Sentinel aiming for Eli until it was too late. “Railgun—No!”
Dust and chunks of dirt and grass flew up, clouding the air—But that didn’t mean anything to the sound manipulator. Though coughing, she could find the boy by listening, blinking in and out of sight as she moved faster than the eye could follow. Michael’s words rang heavy in the air, and she pressed her comm as she reached Eli, ripping off the light sweater she’d been wearing to tuck it under his head. She feared trying to move him immediately and hesitated. Wasn’t that the first thing they taught? Movement could cause paralysis? Make things worse?
It was then that she realized the Sentinel was still searching the dust cloud, targeting for Railgun again—Coming closer and closer. It was better to take the chance and aggravate an injury, than to be dead. Elixir couldn’t bring the dead back to life.
Thankfully, the Sentinel halted just as Bella tucked her hands under Eli’s arms. It took her a moment to realize that Sleet had encased the machine in ice—All the way up to its shoulders. Looking down at Eli, prone an broken, a soft, frustrated cry escaped her. One that she was quick to hold in…Her tears only unintentionally caused others pain. So she swallowed the aching despair, and hid away every emotion that had hindered her…
Every emotion that Scott had informed her time and time again, never to lose. Never to forget.
Isabella had never had a problem complying with that. She wore her heart on her sleeve at all times. But not today…Not anymore. Gentle, she let Railgun’s head settle back on her cream colored sweater…Trying not to see the stains of red.
“Transmigration. Do what you can, and then get him to the infirmary. Now!”
She didn’t bother using her comm, simply speaking aloud. Her tones were clipped and cold in a way they never were. The Siren pulled sound waves tight about her form, her palms facing upward. She was angry in a way she could never remember being…Furious at this Sentinel, at the world that hated them. Hateful, towards those that sent these things to kill them. To kill innocent people. Children! The ice that coated the robot cracked from her mere proximity as her pupils dilated of their own accord, a strange sound whistling through the air. It was faint, but sharp—Almost as if someone had left a tea kettle on the stove.
“Siren, kid—Stand down. I got this tin can.”, Logan yelled as he unsheathed his claws, having grudgingly followed whatever line of garbage Gideon was spouting at him. The boy was one of the only things he had to a blood relation, and that was the only thing that saved him from getting a boot up his a**. He didn’t take orders from anyone, and certainly not from some brat a sixteenth of his age. Wolverine stopped charging towards the last Sentinel standing in the courtyard as a sound hit his over sensitive ears like a wrecking ball. His head jerked to the side as he dug his finger in his ear with a growl.
“What the hell?!”, his teeth ground together as he tried to ignore it. But it was impossible, even when both palms clamped over his ears. It went right through him. “The <******** the…”
It was then that he realized the noise came from Isabella, He tensed, remembering a time a few years back when HYDRA had come to town—Threatening the people she cared about. Half the people in the area had nearly been deafened, on both sides of the fight. Some with enhanced senses were left with migraines, while others were brought down to the ground. Nauseated or unconscious. In all the chaos there had been damage on both sides, for the X-Men and HYDRA.
Growling he glared, annoyed that the mutants with normal hearing didn’t have to hear the unbearable shrieking that he did. He hit the comm that Scooter insisted he carry, and that he minded for Chuck as a favor, “Pull back. Everyone in the courtyard—Pull back from Siren’s position.”
Just in case.
Isabella didn’t seem to hear Logan, and by the time she reached eye level with the Sentinel she was already drawing breath. Her super human lungs could hold far more than the average human, just as her throat, vocal chords, and mouth were protected by psionics. Without that reflexive, innate protection, she would obliterate half of her face everytime she screamed.
The sound that left her wasn’t human. There were a dozen voices, more than that, shrieking hellishly all at the same time. Oddly enough it sounded male and female. Just as before, when she’d screamed at a Sentinel, the shielding that she employed for herself also directed her sonic assault to a specific point. In this case it aimed at the head and torso of the Sentinel. Anyone across campus would be able to hear her. However, they would be spared pain of it. Most would report a little phantom ringing in their ears for a few moments afterwards... For those with superior senses it would be deeply uncomfortable, though not harmful. Merely unpleasant. Her ability was always unpleasant for people like Wolverine…
Siren could scream with enough force to shatter stone, and it was made very clear as the Sentinel was ripped apart from the front to the back. Banshee would have been proud as pieces flew off and ice shattered away from the vibrations she emitted. By the time she stopped, there was stub of the Sentinel left that started at the hips. The rest of it was just…Gone.
Breathing hard she let herself slip back to the ground, cooling the agitated sound waves that tightened against her form. Leo’s communication came in and she pressed the comm, regulating herself so as not to sound out of breath. “The courtyard is clear. Get what you recovered to Forge—Then report immediately to the infirmary.”
Seeing Wolverine’s pointed glare, she walked several feet away from the others as she tried to swallow her anger. It led to…Mistakes. It just didn’t seem to want to go down. So the faint tea kettle sound remained in her immediate vicinity.
~Gambit, Nightcrawler, and Cannonball will be working with Forge and Beast to get our defenses back online. Psylocke is still acclimating the elementary students and the other teams in the Danger Room. Colossus is on his way to the north corridor…Part of a corridor collapsed. The Infirmary is ready for anyone that may need assistance.~, Emma’s voice came loud and clear.
It immediately irritated Bella. Where had she been in all this? Why hadn’t she heard or seen her on the field?
~I was busy calling the others home, Siren. We need everyone here...I know that you know this isn't over. I’ll handle the headcounts soon enough. Just be sure that everyone who needs care gets it.~
The songstress sighed, looking at the carnage in the courtyard. She could only imagine it looked like this everywhere around the school… Though aside from some from some cosmetic damage and the one corridor, the school seemed fine, even if the grounds were a mess.
“Any injured—Report to the infirmary. They are waiting for you.”
Isabella would have stepped forward to assist the wounded… But until she cooled off, she wasn’t going to be much good to anyone. Sighing, she looked at the ground, gaze growing hard as her hands formed tight fists... “This means war…“
"I believe in nothing...Not the end and not the start.
I believe in nothing...Not the earth and not the stars.
I believe in nothing...Not the day and not the dark.
I believe in nothing...But the beating of our hearts." [OOC: Take the next few posts to tie up your dialogue and experiences...A time skip will be coming soon. Anyone that wants to go to the collapsed Corridor and help Colossus free Aspen and Orchid is welcome to. All Sentinels are dust in the wind.]
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 6:08 pm
"There is a war coming, are you sure you're on the right side?" Omega's Name: Farren "Ivy" Brown
Location: Outside, back side of mansion. Remarks: When we were young the future was so bright...the old neighborhood was so alive...and every kid on the whole damn street...was gonna make it big in every beat...now the neighborhood's cracked and torn...the kids are grown up but their lives are worn...how can one little street...swallow so many lives ╘══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╛ 
Ivy watched in disbelief as Veritas easily scaled the mansion wall and dashed across its roof to the courtyard on the other side of the building. There was no way in Hades Ivy was about to pull the same stunt; she'd go around the building, like a sensible person. Though being sensible wasn't a trait she was exactly known for, presently, it suited her just fine. The heels of her boots sunk into the well kept grass as she moved closer to the others and she dreaded having to polish off the grass stains after it was all said and done. Maybe she could get one of the underclassmen to do it. She smirked devilishly at the thought.
Ivy could feel her team leader only a few yards away through the radiating energy pulsating from the blonde's lithe form and Ivy set her course to that point, her pacing quickening when she felt Solaris' energy roll back within itself. Either the fighting was over, or the Omega leader was seriously hurt. And considering Ivy could still hear others calling for assistance over the comm links, the floramancer was betting the latter point was the case. Coming around a bend, she briefly halted in her tracks, her yellow-green eyes trained on the kneeling form of her leader, arm wrapped around her stomach. The world around Ivy silenced and all she could see was the small energy manipulator on her knees atop the cool grass, a strong wind whipping her blonde hair around her face harshly as a ghost of an image appeared over the injured Solaris, nearly replacing the Omega leader with her astral presence. The remembrance of an enemy the floramancer long believed to be dead froze what passed for blood in Ivy's veins.
"I lead the damned. I am Regina de Sol—But perhaps I will lead you… After all… You’ll be damned, once you’re dead, and then—I’d lead you. Right to hell…" The haunting laugh from Ivy's memory rang in her ears until finally the ghost of her past vanished and sounds of present day swirled back around her and assaulted her hearing. Running best she could in her boots, Ivy crossed the lawn, paying no mind to the others around her. Her sights were set only for Solaris and the bloody streaks flowing from the Omega leader's shoulder, forcing herself not to think about Limbo's dark mistress and the monster she had served as the right hand of.
"Easy there," Ivy moved to wrap her arm around the smaller woman's waist, standing on the energy wielder's uninjured side, and ready to slowly bringing the blonde to her feet. Before Ivy even touched her Omega leader, however, she could feel the unnatural heat, scalding where skin was broken, Solaris was emitting forth like an ever-burning flame. The floramancer wanted to get Solaris into the safety of the Medical Wing as soon as she possibly could, but didn't want to cause more harm to the smaller woman or to herself.
Racking her brain, Ivy glanced to those around her, nodding when she saw they were some of her fellow Omega's. They were dispersing to their next designated locations to assist the others still in trouble, and the floramancer hoped Solaris was the only one seriously injured. Just after having that thought, Ivy caught sight of Cyclops and she swallowed back the adrenaline laced-energy lump forming in her throat. They couldn't do anything more right now; the healers would take of the injured parties, but they, the X-Men, could prevent it from happening again and Ivy was ready to squash the tiktoks once and for all, like soda cans crushed under the weight of a moving vehicle.
The all-clear light was passed through the comms soon thereafter, and Ivy smirked as the echoing of the message flowed through the yard from the many communicators receiving it. Her eyes fell to some fallen tree trunks a few yards away and after some consideration, Ivy decided she was going to give it a shot.
"All right, Solaris, the threat has been quelled, now if you could tone down the heat you've got coming off of you in waves, it'll help me get you down to the Infirmary all the quicker." Redirecting her focus back to the Omega leader, Ivy rubbed her palms together in wide circular motions, until her hands took a mocha brown coloring and felt considerably stiffer. Small brown flakes formed over her skin and she moved her right hand to Solaris' wound, closer and closer, waiting for the searing heat to pierce through to her. Ivy was testing out just how fire resistant redwood-bark really was.
Ivy carefully and slowly went to move Solaris down the Infirmary, avoiding the holes and knots in the ground best she could that the fighting had created and when that wasn't possible, she used her powers to even the ground her team leader trailed over.
"At least I've chosen a side." Academy X: Our professors are just a bunch of mules.
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2012 4:17 pm
 Jacen Reilly [Kraken] / Omega / Backyard headed for Collapsed Corridor Jacen didn’t catch the salute from Maddy, what with the dodging gunfire and all, but mid-aerial he could see that her and the other students were holding their own. He could have sworn he heard an elephant somewhere in the din of the battle, but attributed it to his life flashing before his eyes as a bullet grazed his brow. Blood poured from the wound, dripping down over his left eye as quickly as he could wipe it away. A string of Samoan that would make his mother blush escaped his lips before he put a lid on it, shutting his eyes instinctively as he heard the sound of one of Cissa’s attacks barrel towards the sentinel. The cover was appreciated, and it gave Jacen time to fire a blob of ink into the barrel used to fire those damn bullets. He grinned as the robot tried firing again and its arm caught fire. Thank God for extremely flammable powers, it was a wonder Jacen hadn’t caught fire yet. The rest of the fight was like a blur. Mostly because the blood was blurring his vision but also because it seemed over just as quick as it had started. When Narcissa landed, Jacen was already halfway towards her, concern etched on his features. Luckily, it seemed Ivy would tend to their fearless leader as she gave orders to send Leion, Maddy and himself to anybody still in need of- His eyelids scrunched together as his entire body shivered, enhanced-sensitivity easily picking up Bella’s scream from the front yard. For a second he was worried that everyone over there had just been obliterated, because dear god that’s what it sounded like. His meager regenerative powers had just managed to coagulate the gash in his brow too. Pressing a hand to his head to staunch the bloodflow, he breathed a sigh of relief as the all-clear came in from the other side of the battle. “Fine thank you present for stopping Magneto this was.” He said, bitterness etching it’s way into Jacen’s generally jovial speech. He glanced towards Maddy and Leion, before up to the part of the mansion that had collapsed in on itself. “Time for the cleanup, best part of any on campus-battle.”
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 9:51 pm
Anthony "Graviton" CallahanOmegaGravitational Manipulation It seemed that his zigging and zagging was doing some sort of good, keeping the Sentinels distracted as the heavy-hitters moved in. Granted, Anthony could have been counted as a heavy-hitter as well, but it was more complicated for him to try and land hits with his power active. He was much more apt to flying around at high speeds, twisting around in order to not be hit. Occasionally he would smack a Sentinel on its metal cranium, just to force it to reconfigure and piss it off... if you could even do that to a robot.
But frankly, he had been spooked when the Sentinel beforehand had taken a good swipe at him. He could feel the wind brush across his face - he couldn't even imagine how dead he would have been if he had gotten hit. Humorously, he imagined a school tour in the future where some of the prospective children of the Academy would ask what the huge red stain is on the grass and trees. The tour guide would then brush it off as nothing - a former student, is all. Zigged when he should have zagged.
Thankfully, he was still alive. And to think as a former superhero he would have seen it all... this was new though. Very, very new.
Spira had taken his advice and started to attack the guardian Sentinel head on, knocking it off balance as it was distracted by Anthony and an extremely brightly colored girl (Daylia). He had to admit - Peyton was someone he wouldn't want to piss off in the future - or at least be in the path of an angered sigh later on. And then seemingly from nowhere a huge beam of light sliced through the Sentinel's neck, causing it to finally fall dead to the ground. The blast was hot, too - Anthony could feel it from his position in the air. Looks like the team leader Narcissa was helping them clean up the remainders of the metal clunkers.
This had finally gotten the repairing Sentinel's attention, taking it away from its initially assigned task. Anthony kept to his oh-so-strategic job of flying around and distracting it, while the bright girl did her part to split the attention, confusing the living crap out of the Sentinel. Narcissa attacked it, and then the Sentinel focused on her. It paused for a moment, then started firing... bullets? To be honest, it made Anthony jump, the sudden sound of machine gun fire coming from the robot. Narcissa seemed to be defending herself... but no one was attacking the Sentinel. After Anthony regained his wits, he launched himself at the Sentinel, sticking out his fists and making them as heavy as he could make them. He struck its shoulder, but it did little to stop the attacks.
Flashes of red overtook the battlefield, and Cyclops took down the Sentinel. A sigh of relief escaped Anthony. It seemed to be over, for now. Injuries were to be had, as it was a battle, of course, but other than that, there weren't any casualties that he could see. Narcissa ordered three of them to take Cyclops to the infirmary - a seemingly small job for just three people. "I got him," he nodded to Spira and Chameleon, floating over to the Headmaster. Coming up under his good arm, he contemplated momentarily whether or not to just walk with him. After a few moments, he decided against it - this was the Headmaster of the school, after all. If he passed out on Anthony's watch - there would be hell to pay. So Anthony merely used his ability to make Cyclops as light as he could make him and started to carry him with one arm back to the mansion - moving much faster than they would have been if they were walking.
Anthony was one of the first people to get to the infirmary, and when people saw who he was carrying, medical staff rushed over to him immediately. One nurse asked off-handedly if Anthony was alright - he merely nodded in response. A change of clothes would be nice, he thought to himself. He was still in a t-shirt and sweatpants after all. Still though, he wanted to be there to help anyone in the infirmary, using his ability to carry people if he had to.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 7:45 pm
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Thomas continued to look at Bella with concern after speaking to the sound manipulator in private in an attempt to not make it look like he was questioning her ability. The healer knew that Bella was a great leader and very capable on the battlefield, but she was obviously not in the right state of mind. The look he received from Bella as he spoke was one that broke his heart inside. It was a look that said at least partially she felt betrayed. Eyes falling to the ground after seeing her shake her head to show she required no healing. "I'm sorry..." Again speaking in a tone barely above a whisper Thomas hoped to convey his apologies. He had never wanted to make Bella feel bad. He just wanted her to be safe and the safest place was inside.
Bianca made her way over to them and after practically begging for forgiveness waited for an answer. Thomas who was still next to Bella looked at the brunette and quickly spoke to her. "It's alright Opaque these things happen and no one blames you. Right now however, we really need you out there helping to defeat the Sentinels okay? If you want to have a private chat with Siren about this I am sure she will oblige. Really though you are only going to hear my words repeated. It wasn't your fault." Voice comforting as he could make it he listened as the umbrakinetic got up to leave and spoke again only for Bella to assure the girl that she did indeed forgive her.
Blake was the next one to appear and after giving Eli another target quickly took hold of Bella and went further to agree with Thomas that Bella should head back inside. Even though she was being told by two different close friends of hers, Thomas knew from the look he received that Blake wouldn't have much more luck. Somewhere amidst Blake's attempt gunshots reached Thomas' ears as bullets shredded one of the remaining Sentinels. Watching for a moment as the sentinel was destroyed, the healer turned back to his two friends in time to see Bella recoil from Blake as if the very touch burned her skin. The sound manipulator spoke and Thomas sighed as she mentioned the mall incident as if she abandoned her team. "Siren you didn't abandon the team, you were seriously injured. That was beyond your control. It says you are human just like the rest of us if you head back inside. You wouldn't be running. Just going to a different front of the battle."
Falling silent after speaking Thomas sighed. Doing another sweep of the battlefield the healer caught sight of Railgun flying backwards on the ground unconscious. Eyes wide Thomas listened as Bella yelled for him only for her words to fall on deaf ears, Eli was already down and showing no signs of bouncing back. The last sentinel converged on him and Thomas went to move towards him, but Bella was faster and had ahold of him already. The sentinel was halted by Sleet covering it in ice. Bella quickly handed out his orders, the tone used uncharacteristically cold for the siren. Rushing over to Eli the healer practically did a baseball slide as he slid next to the boy. Doing the first thing that came natural Thomas checked for a pulse. One was found and therefore Thomas moved on checking his injuries. "He's alive and not in a life threatening state." Speaking aloud it was for Bella's benefit more than anything. Spoken in an attempt to quell her anger.
Checking him over some more Thomas heard a strange sound on the air and turned to see the ice coating the sentinel cracking. Wolverine tried reasoning with Bella and telling her to stand down, but his words seemed to fall on deaf ears. Memories of a time Bella had lost control floated to the top of his head and instantly Thomas secured Eli across his right shoulder and stood up. Running away from the courtyard the way Thomas was moving Eli was sure to not help any, but on such short notice it was what he could manage. He would apologize later. Heading for the infirmary he arrived and set Eli down on a bed. "Amarillo check on Siren would you? Also keep me informed if you would." Thomas was sure he didn't have to tell his friend, but he figured it would be what he could manage.
Securing a syringe Thomas plunged the needle in his arm and extracted some of the precious resource that was his blood. Moving back to Eli, the healer plunged the needle in the man's arm and injected the entirety on the syringe into the boy. The pain would be eased significantly immediately and the wounds would be worked on next. After the transfusion was finished and the metal manipulator's wounds were cleaned and bandaged he turned the him over to the staff. "This is Transmigration, is there anybody that needs immediate medical attention on the field? I can be there in a short time." Broadcasting to the entirety of the field outside and listening for a response Thomas secured another syringe for use.
A look to the side and he spotted Cyclops being tended to already. With a nod to Anthony, Thomas extracted more blood and moving over to the headmaster proceeded to give him a transfusion as well. The staff working around him as he did. After Scott had been tended to as well Thomas stepped back to let the staff continue.
(OOC: If anything was missed let me know and I can edit as needed.)
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I will now rise from the ashes.
Don't call me pretentious.
I'm sitting here making my own rules.
And if I fall from the ceiling.
You'll be down there waiting.
And my only hope. Is falling down.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 3:03 am
“Don’t worry about it. A few hours in the danger room should fix that.” He said with a tone of certainty behind his smile. Dimitri no doubt felt strain and tension during his early days when he was learning how to bring his powers under his control. But just like exercising the pain that he felt starting off began to diminish and soon the results began to show. Her taco comment opened up a line for Dimitri. “Maybe after this is done we can go out and get a few.” but his conscience didn’t allow it. Was it because the situation they were in was much serious than food? Or was it because he didn’t know how someone would have felt seeing them together. Such thoughts could be dealt with later, for they had someone on their list to save.
Railgun was one of the fresh meat on the squad. It wasn’t even twenty-four hours since the prom and already he was on the brink of death. At least on his gravestone it could have ready he partied hard before going out like a champ. But nobody on Dimitri’s squad or who was living here was dying today. “Then let’s make bee lines ourselves then and get there before it does.” He suggested before following behind Vee to help their fellow Alpha in need. The two of them had made it just in time; the boot that was going to turn Eli into Railgun soup was frozen by Vee. That boot was also going to turn the Siren into mush as well.
Bella had gotten the message of a fallen comrade as well and came to the scene to help. If it wasn’t for that ice things would have went from bad to ******** worse. Vee quickly changed the ice with a few hand motions, commanding the ice to continue its path upward; freezing any hardware in its way until it reached its waistline. Then, from the looks of how her body reacted to so much energy being used, it was Dimitri’s turn to finish the last sentinel. And since it was the playboy it was only fair to finish off the last piece of trash in style.
He placed his hands near each other, aiming for the head of the sentinel. His view of the robot would have been replaced with a huge magma sphere the size of an amusement park beach ball. Blowing a limb off one by one or a head seemed to going to do it this time. The original plan was to melt that b***h to the ground until a pool of magma was in its wake but his allies were around him so that idea was quickly scrapped. The plan of Dimitri getting the last kill would have been scrapped as well, for it would have been to the Siren.
The playboy went straight into slight agony as soon as Bella’s powers were unleashed. Even though the level of pain was nowhere near Logan’s he still had his ears covered. The amount of control Bella had over her powers was amazing. It saved her squad from defeaning, and while it caused extreme discomfort over Wolverine and G(Gideon), the power behind it was enough to eat away at the sentinel. The sound waves annihilated so much of the sentinel that once Bella was finished all there was left was its lower body. Dimitri remained airborne, away from Siren’s stunned at what he saw, since that was technically his first time seeing her powers used in an offensive way.
Once the coast was clear, Dimitri would have moved towards Bella and Vee’s position. On instinct he kept his distance, trying his best to make sure that they wouldn’t feel the extreme heat radiating off of him. “It’s over?” he asked. If there were more he would have been more than happy to send them to the junkyard with their brothers and sisters. He didn’t know about the others so much. Once he knew for sure he asked his next questions. “Cause if it is, does anyone know why someone jumpstarted the program and sent Sentinels to our home………………….and can I borrow some clothes?" He waited patiently for an answer, seeing as how everyone needed a certain amount of time to get back to reality. Things started to set in for Dimitri as well while he waited; their home was destroyed, and they almost lost Cyclops and their Alpha leader.
(id like to know as well if i missed anyone. thank u)
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