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 Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 6:14 pm
"Would anyone else care to attack me?" Magneto said, glaring around at the occupants of the room. His calm facade was beginning to crack a bit, giving way to annoyance. This was not going as planned. No one was supposed to find Xavier, and his students were not supposed to be so difficult to dupe. Such a pity, too. That one was so promising, he thought in regads to Morgan, who was no doubt out of commission for quite some time.
Of course, the train of thought was derailed when Magneto saw the hunk of metal that had been previously used as a weapon come flying back towards him. He was easily able to deflect it, but he didn't count on Morgan being right behind said chunk of metal, and was sent sprawling across the ground as Morgan's shoulder connected with his gut.
"You forgot one thing, bucket-head. You enhanced me, too," Morgan said getting to his feet and dusting himself off. "Nobody messes with my home and lives to talk about it," he growled, running towards Magneto at top speed.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:31 pm
Aaron looked at Narcissa as she stepped away from him. He could see heat literally coming off her skin as this little tiff between Magneto and Morgan happened. This isn't going to be good.. He thought as he watched Morgan rush buckethead. "I know I said be calm before but this is going to get bad really quickly..." He said his gaze set on the two males as he disappeared from sight. He flew up to where the ceiling was and looked around. C'mon gimmie somethin' I can work with here that aint metal.. To his disappointment most everything in the room was made of metal.
"Yeah ya got a point there, love." She said leaning her back against a post opposite of Damions. Her gaze wandered over to Lizz. "Honestly, I don't feel like brawling with anyone right now. I think I may take a bit of a walk around this place and see what it's all about."
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 8:38 pm
Carlos watched the fight between M & M as they both got there shots in quickly. His shoulders fell as he felt exasperated by the sight. He slowly walked the shortest distance possible then imposed himself between Magneto and Morgan. Looking at Morgan evenly with a deadly serious stare that spoke volumes of how he shouldn't try doing that again. He didn't want to fight someone who is supposedly part of his team. Out of his own will he was switching sides for reasons he didn't need to justify as that dark aura around him grew slightly, an ominous warning of sorts. His hands were in his pockets and his gaze dropped to the floor then closed. His entire perception had changed to something he was trying to quickly understand.
He could feel former friends looking at him questioning his integrity and more so feel Narcissa's emotions through her power as he could sense the increase of light in the room. "Whatever his game is. beating him up wont give you an answer. you may be enhanced but he controls the very surroundings. If I'm to understand him and the professor go way back and I doubt he's lying about him being safe. so just stop and think. your enhanced but now your turning that gift upon the non fat not jolly red santa who gave it to you...." He went silent as he continued to feel the darkness and light around him. trying to discern by its movements and his hearing who was moving and how.
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Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 9:56 pm
With Magneto’s question she felt an almost polite smile cross her face as she gave an imperceptible nod of her head, the metal nearest to her beginning to soften. She was angry. Hearing Aaron, she shook her head… Calm? “I’ve no idea what you’re talking about… I am calm.”, her smirk was none too reassuring as sparks flashed in her hair. She caught Aaron disappear in her peripheral vision, and as such she took several steps forward, forcibly keeping the energy that lurked just beneath the flimsy surface of her skin at bay. Narcissa would like very much so to cause Magneto bodily harm. Harm that would not easily be repaired… It pleased her to no end that Magneto was sent sprawling to the ground by Morgan, and she found herself questioning weather or not the emotion was correct, or potentially reprehensible... Nevertheless, the gold in her eyes flashed dangerously as her hands raised, charged with energy and scorching solar light—
Only to have them flash angrily once again as Carlos took it upon himself to stand between Morgan and Maggy Face. “It might not give us an answer right away… But enough is enough. What is he doing; but separating us further. All of us. I’ve heard all I need to hear…”, Narcissa’s voice seemed diplomatic almost, but her facial expression gave way to her absolute displeasure as her aura swelled in response to Carlos’. The golden haired sun child simply wanted her friends, Professor Xavier, and she wanted to go home. Whatever twisted game Magneto had in mind for his newest recruits… No matter how he sweetened the deal… “Magneto and the Professor may go ‘way back’ but obviously something wasn’t right or else they’d still be thick as thieves… Friends don’t abduct each others students, and keep each other unconscious; locked away in some tube. So safe or not; Professor Xavier will be released.”
Magneto had denied enhancements towards a loyal follower simply because of a game with a bunch of teenagers and a handful of adults. Narcissa could already see what the others were for him; The means to his ends. Cannon fodder and lackeys. But Lackeys with power. All served a greater purpose, his purpose, true intents unknown. It was his short term goal to reassemble a more worthy Brotherhood. But what was the big picture, his long term goal? Her stomach twisted, ill.
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 3:00 am
Conner had watched the fight, waiting for his moment to jump in, but he was unsure wether he'd be helping his allies or his enemies, once again confusion ran through the Briton's mind. Once Carlos had intervened the confusion seemed to bleed away. Conner took up station next to Morgan.
"Carlos is right, mate." He said softly "Punching the guy won't do any good." He stepped around and looked the enhanced mutant in the face, deliberately getting between him and the enemy. "Put your new power to some good use and help us break the Prof out, then we can all get out of here."
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 5:32 am
Just after Kevin re-absorbed his attacker, Kurt teleported back into the chamber with Conner in tow. Despite the fuzz, the look of pure concern and worry was apparent as he told of what he had found.
There was an odd reaction as the news of the Professor's whereabouts were made public. The Brotherhood member that were present did not seem to care, which was expected, but the X-Men took it in differently. Most of the X-Men, including herself seemed relieved at the news. Now that they knew the whereabouts of the Professor, all they had to do was sit calm like good little children and Magneto would set him free. An easy task, but for some the waiting would be impossible.
Apparently, Morgan was one of those people. Once the words 'Professor' and 'unconscious' hit his ears, anger rising inside of his, he left clear off the floor for Magneto's throat. With the wave of a hand, Morgan was deflected off by a large piece of metal. It flung him against the far wall, leaving a dent, but that didn't stop hims from long. Within seconds, he was back on his feet and ready for strike two against his Magneto punching bag.
Watching all this from the sidelines, Victoria couldn't help but feel angry and confused both at the same time. Fighting was not going to get them anywhere, it would only make the situation worse. They needed to get themselves and the Professor out of here and fast. There was no way of telling what Magneto might do next.
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 2:43 pm
"Then the motion has been voted upon. "Let us explore." She said walking into the center of the hall. "Which way first?" She asked mildly looking up and down. "This place doesn't strike me as a tourist attraction...."
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Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2006 3:33 pm
Kevin heard what Magneto said and he was angry, but apparently Morgan was angrier. Morgan was now fighting the man who brought him here. Kevin also agreed with Carlos and Conner. Fighting wasn't going to solve anything and the only thing they could do was get the Profesor and leave. "Yeah," Kevin said "Let's stop fighting, get the Profesor, and leave."
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 2:15 pm
Jillann got out the machine. It was a little flashier than she expected. As soon as she got out she was trying to look at hair. She didn't have to look hard to see that she ha pretty gold streaks. 'Sweet i'm am not dyeing this hair' she thought playing with it.
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Posted: Thu Nov 30, 2006 5:22 am
"That's it, were gettin' the hell out of here."
Having already made up her mind that retreating, though cowardly, was the best option, Victoria took her role as make-shift leader and began spouting orders. Before they could make their exit, however, they had to get the Professor out of his 'tube-o-captivity' without any harm. Noting Nightcrawler crouching a few feet away, she stepped closer and quickly whispered directions in his ear.
"Kurt, go get the Professor..."
"Vat?," exclaimed the fuzzy X-Man, as though she was asking the impossible "how am I supposed to..."
"Go. Get. The. Professor." It was only after she practically spelled it out to him that he finally got it and teleported away.
Turning around, to face the other side of the room, it was only then she realized that returning home would be more of an issue then had originally thought. Would the new, enhanced X-Men even want to come back? For Raze it did not seem likely, but for the others...there was a slight chance. Even so, Magneto would probably not let them leave so easily. If he let them leave at all that is.
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Posted: Thu Nov 30, 2006 1:43 pm
Damion concidered Lis'z statement. It was not like they had taken a vote or anything but it was something for him to do. He put out both of his hands and spun around in a circle finally putting down his other leg and looking about. He was well aware of how childish this might look but he felt it was easier than contemplating. "That way." He said boredly pointing straight ahead.
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Posted: Thu Nov 30, 2006 2:17 pm
"SOLD!" Lizz stated turning in the direction and started down the hallway. She heard a muffled bam from the enhancement room and shrugged. Her eyes then brightened mischeiviously. "Got an idea...let's go procure us a way home. That way we can go grab a bite to eat and maybe movie." She tossed the suggestion out. "I'm fairly sure most of us are ready to leave. Plus, if we grab and secure the ride...the geeks in there will owe us one." Again it was an idea...and it was if she remembered correctly in the general direction they were walking in.
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 3:54 pm
Hands in her pockets Zion shrugged. "Or they could take there own ride back and we could just kind of search for our own. I'm sure Mr. Metal in there wouldn't mind. Or notice for that matter." She smiled and shrugged slightly. "Whatever you guys wanna do is cool too. I dunno but I'm getting kind of sick of this rock."
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 3:01 pm
Having just gave the group the signal, Victoria marched intently toward the exit. Standing in front of the large door, she gave it a sharp pull...only for nothing to happen. Not wanting to believe it, she pulled again, but like before, it did not budge. Much like the cold metal of the door against her skin, reality sank in. Like she had predicted, Magneto was not going to let them leave so easily.
"That's it!" shouted Victoria, frustration finally taking over. Turning away from the door once again, Victoria marched in Magneto's direction. He was still pinned to the floor by Morgan which unfortunately did not stop him from squashing her head flat with a metal projectile. The thought did not daunt her, as she was ready to talk now more then anything, and there was nothing to stop him from listening.
"If you won't let us leave, then fine. We'll just make ourselves at home right here."
A mischievous smile passed crossed her face as she looked away from the helmeted evildoer, to the room surrounding them, to finally the genetic enhancer he had built. Seeing as they were now trapped in this room together for who knew how long, she figured it was only fair to do some minor redecorating. Step number one: The machine...gotta go.
((That's it my losers, feel free to do whatever damage you like for the time being. Make me proud.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 3:12 pm
Carlos opened his eyes slowly as he looked between all who are left. " Your going to have to hurry. The brother hood wants to steal your ride...." Carlos turned slowly and walked towards Magneto cautiously. The old man seemed hesitant and irretated as he still recovered from the blow. Carlos offered his hand to help the man up and did so gently hoping he wasn't going to be alotted with the others as an enemy. When Magneto let go of him to stand on his own Carlos moved away somewhere behind him and looked back at the others. " you guys better go. Cause he's mad enough now to fight. and I'll do it for him if you dont."
At the most blunt and a fair warning he showed them his decision. He would stay with Magneto for his own reasons and if they didn't go he'd have to do whatever Magneto said even if it meant fighting them. and of course helping the man up wasn't enough for trust. He'd have to earn it the hard way, the way his friends would be sorry for. " and Before you lecture me, think on this, It is my choice. He gave me ccontrol and power, and if he weaponizes that machine he could easily take them away. Or we're on a patch plan. keep the powers but only with continued exposure to the machine will you really keep them otherwise it would fade...." His reasoning could be understand the motive still hidden he looked at all of them frowning eyes closing once again unable to look at any of them.
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