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 Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 7:35 pm
 With Emma, Storm and Chris now in the elevator, the doors proceeded to close in front of them and the elevator descended down to the lower levels of the Mansion. To break the silence between the three, Emma began to talk. "Well Chris, since you are not familiar with the Room and it's features, how about me and Storm have a one-on-one Session?" she suggested. This would give the boy a look at the room, and even get to see Emma and Storm's fighting styles. Her head rased, and her eyes planted firmly in front of her, she continued talking. "Well what do you think dear? Been an awful long time since I've had the pleasure of kicking you in the backside, hasn't it?" She mocked, not joking at all. The door of the elevator opened, and Emma walked out, her head still raised. She walked down the metallic halls for the third time this day, although no matter how many times she did so, she was never tired of this place. It had been her home, since she joined the XMen after what happened in Genosha. She took a right, down another hall, and continued down untill the trio had reached a large circular door. Pressure pads under them triggered the door to open, and Emma walked into the Control room. The control room, a small yet spacious rectangluar room was only but a fraction of the Danger room, with the rest waiting down below. "There it is Chris. The magnifficent Danger room in all her sadistic glory."
She stepped over to the control panel, not taking long to get to it at all. She leaned over the controls, resting on the panel and allowing her hair and cape to flow down the right of her body. Hm, let us see she thought to herself, as she was thinking of what buttons to press. Each buttong triggered something different, and what kind of simulation would take place. She fiddled with a few buttons, and the space below the control room transformed. The once silver metal room, was transformed. It was now Central park. All the green glory, the trees. The sun beating down and the blue sky shining bright blue. "Don't be shocked darling, this is completely normal, and yet so amazingly low-rent for the Danger Room's standards" she laughed. She stood back up, folding her arms and looking over the room. "Hmm" she said aloud, though not meaning to. "You ready Ororo, dear? This shouldn't take too long" She said, as she turned to her friend and winked at the same time. She then took her cape off, and hung it on a hook on the left wall. She then walked over to an elevator, although it had no walls, it was pretty much just a moving panel. The elevator was located slightly to the left of the hook.
With Storm and Emma on the panel, it automatically descended into the room.
(Coming from the XMansion topic).
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 8:28 pm
Şτσям walked beside Emma and Chris as they headed toward the Danger Room. She thought it would be a wonderful chance for Chris to see both herself and Emma fight against each other. It wasn't everyday something like this happened, after all. Two of the best team members battling it out in the danger room. Storm chuckled at her comment, "Oh yes, it has been awhile since you kicked me in the backside. Last time I remember, I kicked yours." She said, mockingly to Emma and playfully winked at Chris.
Turning her attention back, she noticed that the room began to transform into the familiar view of Central Park. A place very well known to Storm, as she was born in NYC. This setting would be great for her abilities. Wide open space, trees, easy to manipulate weather; it would be perfect. Of course, it would do Emma a favor as well, with her abilities. Probably the reason she chose it. "I'm ready when you are, Emma dearest." Gazing up at the clear blue sky, her eyes began to cloud into the silvery state that they always changed to. The air felt fresh and clean against her skin. The best kind of air to manipulate. She thought.
The wind swooped underneath her feet and levitated her body into the air. Pushing back, she flew forward up above the green grass and into the distance. She liked to start her battles with a little bit of space between herself and her opponent. Stopping the wind around her, Storm dropped a few feet down into the soft grass and right next to a tall deciduous tree. Her eyes still lingering at the sky. The white clouds above turned gray and after only a second a bolt of lighting shot down and hit the ground nearly two feet from Emma. Storm had no intention of hitting her, yet. "Don't hesitate now." She smirked. Ah... How I love training.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 8:50 pm
Stepping off the panel, Emma walked along the fresh cut grass of the park, and over to a white rose bush. A perfect place for the White Queen to start her battle, of course. She bent down, and picked one of the beautiful roses. She smelled it briefly, the lovely aroma filling her nose. Ah. Beautiful. Like me, wouldn't you agree? She smiled, as she thought this, sending the thought towards Storm telepathically. To anyone else, it would appear that Emma was caught up in the moment, but she wasn't. Having such a strong and formidable mind, she was constantly aware of her surroundings. She noticed the weather changing above her, the the bright blue sky, and titanium white clouds now a murky grey. "Heh" she smerked, as the Lightning bolt hit the ground close to her, leaving a scorch mark in it's place. Emma didn't flinch, she knew that Storm would not throw a bolt at her, so directly and powerful. She was to kind to do such a treacherous thing. However, Emma knew better than anyone that Storm has a dark side. Having shared her body at least once in the past. Emma stood up from her pose, and turned towards Storm at a moderate speed.
She looked dead on at her oppenent, her legs spread apart slightly and her fists clenched. "Now now Storm darling. We both know that is not my style, don't we?" she asked the woman, her head raised up. As soon as she had finished speaking, her body hardened. Her soft peachy skin, transforming almost instantly into the diamond hard form she was known for. The artificial sun's rays bounced off body, making it glisten like a million diamonds under direct light. "Shall we get this underway then?" she said, lastly. With that said, she rushed towards Storm, the super strengh in her diamond legs speeding her up slightly, not superhumanly fast of course. She was a few inches from Storm, when she threw a punch at her stomach, not wanting to damage the woman much, yet. Of course Emma knew that this would most likely not make contact with Storm, as she would probably fly out the way. This wasn't meant to make contact anyway. Just to get the battle started.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 7:21 pm
Şτσям watched as Emma transformed into her silvery Diamond form and run full speed towards her. It only took a single move to lift herself into the air, dodging Emma's punch as she went. "Oh, of course not. I just like to make my fights a little bit interesting. You should know that by now." She replied, smirking. The light from the room's sun bounced off of Emma's skin, Storm noticed. It was a little intimidating, she admitted. Battling someone that had skin as tough as diamond. Though she was well prepared. It wasn't the first time she had done battle with the woman. In fact, she clearly remembered every one of them. It was always fun going against her own friend; she always loved a little competition.
The wind picked up from under Storm and she flew down towards her opponent once again. She landed on the branch of a tree on the opposite side of where she was before. Staring right at Emma, she turned the chilly wind into small flakes of snow that made it look like a blizzard in front of her. Such a force most likely wouldn't push Emma back, seeing as her whole body was hard as rock at the moment. But it could temporarily hide her from vision. The sound of the whirling wind was loud and fast.
Storm jumped down and headed for her target. The flakes of the blizzard quickly piled up into small mounts of snow and ice on the ground. Luckily, with her powers came resistance to all weather extremities. She would never be able to get cold from this, but she didn't think Emma could either. It wasn't so much of an attack, but more of a distraction. It wasn't easy to see through that kind of a blizzard. Of course she wouldn't dare risk breaking her hand punching Emma's skin. Instead, she picked up an ice block from the ground and threw it full force at her friend. "Hope that doesn't leave a dent!" She said jokingly; and waited for the next attack.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 1:42 pm
Emma's punch missed, just as she had antisipated. She watched Storm fly over her, and onto the branch of a tree. She turned, to face the perched Storm. She was a bit too far, for Emma to attack again without Storm dodging. Emma could simply transform back into her flesh form, and attack her with a Psi-bolt. But she was saving that for a last resort attack. It wouldnt be entirely fair, or nearly as fun, no matter how much Emma enjoyed mind raping people. Emma was thinking about her next plan. Take the battle to her once again, or wait for her to come closer? she thought. As she was planning it out quickly, she noticed the icy mist rising from the ground, and the small drops of snow starting to form in the air. Storm must be doing this. She watched Storm jump down, and Emma braced herself. Her diamond strands of hair where blowing in the blizzard Storm had whipped up, perhaps the only part of her that was moving. Soon before Emma could even decide her next move, the battlefield was a snowy blanket of white. Storm blending in.
Should I risk turning back to flesh? I'd most likely freeze to death before I could enter Storms mind. She decided staying in diamond form, would ensure survival. And decrease the chance of catching something nasty. Emma tried looking in front of her, for Storm. Bam. The ice block thrown by Storm hit Emma, smashing into thousands of tiny icicles. Not a good idea darling Emma thought. Emma ran in the direction of the thrown ice. The path of the thrown ice, told Emma where Storm was, and as Emma got closer, she could see the black of Storms costume against the snow. The blizard blinded them both, and luckily Emma's skin, and costume, blended in with the snow, being white/silver and all. Storm wouldn't notice her coming til it was too late. Unless of course her powers granted her enhanced site through blizzards, which Emma had no recollection of ever hearing about. As Emma got closer, she slouched down slightly, still running. Hopefully this would be enough to dodge Storm's eyesight until it was too late. Storm's hair, unfortunatly, was very very long. This was an advantage on Emma's behalf. She grabbed it. She clenched the hair in both hands and pulled Storm to the ground, and let go. "Darling, you should really go to a hairdressers when we're done. This hair of your's is a safety hazard," She smirked, and winked. She then grabbed Storm, and threw her far away in the direction of the Central park pond (Reservoir?) which Emma knew the location of, having looked over the schematics for Central park several times incase the XMen ever had to go there on a mission or such. With Storm thrown so far away, the Weather in Emma's area of the park changed back, allowing her to revert back to her flesh form in order to give Storm the psychic whammy. Her skin turned back to its pale, human tone and her telepathy came flooding back.
"What on Earth?!" she said loudly, as she picked up the stray hostile thoughts coming from above her on the first floor of the mansion. "Computer, shut down the scenario. Storm this will have to wait, something is wrong upstairs" she continued, and at her command the room returned once again to its metallic structure. With that done, she took off towards the lift of the room, and headed back upstairs. Not having time to explain, she left Chris and Storm in the room.
(Heading back to the Xmansion Forum)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 8:56 pm
Chris nodded to Emma and stayed silent apart from a few questioning glances and passive chuckles toward the playful banter of the two women. He decided that he'd watch from the safety of the spectator's box.. This could end up being dangerous for him. After listening to what Emma and Storm had to say, he sat and watched with a hand under his chin in curiosity. A few blows given and taken after the scenery turned to a lush green. Chris hadn't a clue how he was going to survive in the midst of these individuals. He was but an augmented human in his own terms. To think he had to contest with the forces of a mind-piercing woman and practically Mother Nature herself was a bit daunting. He'd cope enough by using his wit and strategic prowess.. But for now, his eyes were glued to the fight- Unsure of who to cheer for.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 3:52 pm
Mourning Dove teleported calmly into the room...
She hid atop a rafter and watched the meelee with mediocre intrest as she dreaded the moment when the telepath would notice her.
"Crud, she's not alone- WHY didn't I call for backup?"
She looked at her target yet again..
"Maybe I should just come back later... I mean what can I do? SHE'S DRESSED BETTER THAN ME!!!"
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