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<Wolverine> *****SIM BRIEF******
<Wolverine> LAST SIM X-FACTOR BROUGHT TAKILLYA TO MUIR ISLAND SO MOIRA MCTAGGART COULD DETERMINE THE LONG LASTING EFFECTS OF NANNY'S AGE REDUCTION PROCESS ON HIM
<Wolverine> NOW THE TEAM IS AT AN IMPASS. X-FACTOR WILL BE PUT BACK ON ACTIVE DUTY APON THEIR RETURN TO THEIR NEW HEADQUARTERS.
<Wolverine> FOR NOW, THE TEAM HAS THE DAY TO SPEND ON THE ISLAND, UNWIND WITH A FEW FRIENDS INVITED FOR DINNER, AND TO REFLECT ON RECENT EVENTS. WOLVERINE HAS REQUESTED A MEETING AT DUSK TO DISCUSS THE FUTURE OF X-FACTOR
<Wolverine> SETTING> 10 AM....A FEW HOURS AFTER BREAKFAST
<Wolverine> ******SIM START******
<Dante> ::sits on a large rock overlooking a cliff, looking off into the ocean horizon.::
<Wolverine> ACTION> THE SKY HAS HARDLY A CLOUD IN THE SKY AND THE AIR IS CONSIDERABLY WARM
<Blink> ::sits outside near a cliff writing in her diary:: "...no MTV, I forgot my CD player, and I haven't seen that Nate guy in a while... this place bites."
<Soap-man> ::breathes some fresh air::
<Dragon> ::wanders along the path around the perimeter of the island::
<Metatron> ::hovers inbetween this reality and the Dark Force dimention, reading a book::
<Soap-man> (I hate accents)
<Wolverine> ::walks along a dirt road behind the island, heading back to Moira's research facility::
<Dante> ::picks up a small rock and throws in into the ocean below.::
<Soap-man> ::throws a soap-bar to the water;;
<Blink> ::stops writing in her diary::
<Wolverine> ACTION> WOLVERINE AND DRAGON APPROACH EACH OTHER ON THE PATH
<Blink> ::sigh:: When can we go home?
<Metatron> ::puts down his book and looks out into reality at Dante::
<Dragon> ::looks up and waves:: Hey Wolvie...
<Soap-man> WE've got important things to do HERE BLink
<Takillya> ::is asleep on the beach::
<Takillya> ::sleeps to the sound of the ocean::
<Wolverine> 'lo Dragon
<Blink> Important? What's so important? Tak is younger now, lot's of people would pay big bucks for that
<Dante> ::changes one hand into fire and starts doodling in a rock.::
<Wolverine> Listen...Dragon
<Dragon> yeah?
<Metatron> ::picks up his book once more and continues to read "Monica: My Story"::
<Wolverine> I know you let the Grey boy go free ::pauses::
<Takillya> ::wakes up and gets up::
<Dragon> ::looks away for a moment::
<Soap-man> You'll find out today
<Takillya> ::starts walking back toward the sleeping quarters::
<Wolverine> I figured a move like that to be Clarice's style...not you
<Takillya> ::levitates himself over objects in his path::
<Dragon> ::looks back at him, meeting his gaze clearly::
<Metatron> ::emerces himself in the Dark Force dimention reading another book "Rap Lyrics"::
<Soap-man> ::throws another soap-bar into the water::
<Soap-man> This place is boring
<Blink> won't you kill some fish doing that?
<Soap-man> I don't think so
<Metatron> ::raps badly:: "I need me a girl . . . with . . extentions in her hair. And Bamboo earings at least two pair." Why not three pair? I do not understand that.
<Blink> Yeah, this place is boring. I'd almost rather do Wolvie's manicuring
<Soap-man> ::goes to the sea to do some surf with a soap-board::
<Soap-man> Wanna surf Blinnk?
<Blink> I don't know, will I get wet?
<Metatron> ::continues to read:: "Bow, Wow, Yo, Yippie, Yo, Yippie, Yah . . Snoop Dog is in the house?" Oh this is ridiculouse!
<Wolverine> ::walks past Dragon:: make sure everyone's at the meeting tonight
<Soap-man> Yup
<Soap-man> you will
<Metatron> ::slams his book shut and teleports out of the Dark Force dimention to the beach::
<Blink> That water looks freezing, no thanks
<Metatron> ::looks around coldly::
<Blink> ::stands up taking her diary with her:: I'm going inside. Maybe I could go stich something ::sarcastically::
<Dante> ::drums his feet slightly staring off into space.::
<Metatron> ::walks up behind Blink::
<Wolverine> ::goes into the research facility and heads to the computer mainframe::
<Blink> ::stops and turns around:: Do you have to do that??
<Metatron> ::pauses and then speaks without moving his lips:: What is up homey?
<Blink> ::lifts an eyebrow:: Homey?
<Metatron> ::terribly:: How you be doing??
<Blink> What have you been oding?
<Blink> doing I mean
<Soap-man> ::gets hit by a wave::
<Metatron> ::badly:: I have been reading about music brother.
<Soap-man> Ughhh!!
<Blink> music
<Blink> I see
<Wolverine> *******SIM INTERLUDE********
<Blink> Maybe you should try poetry instead
<Wolverine> SETTING> AN LARGE OFFICE AT THE OF ONE OF SILVER SABLE INTERNATIONAL'S MANY BUILDINGS
<SilverSable> ::types away at her laptop::
<SilverSable> ACTION> A SHADOW PASSES OVER SILVER SABLE'S DESK
<SilverSable> ::lifts her head and sees nothing::
<SilverSable> ::reaches for her pistol hidden in her desk drawer::
<SilverSable> who's there?
<SilverSable> ACTION> A DEEP AND RASPY VOICE COME FROM BEHIND
<SilverSable> Voice> Hope I didn't interupt anything
<SilverSable> ::whirls around and sees nothing::
<SilverSable> who are you? what do you want?
<SilverSable> ACTION> A COLD HAND SUDDENLY WRAPS AROUND SILVER SABLE'S NECK AND SHE GASPS...UNABLE TO MOVE
<SilverSable> Voice> ::whispering into her ear:: I want Metatron
<SilverSable> ******END INTERLUDE********
<Blink> ::goes through some closests:: Wow, I guess there are K-Marts here.
<Soap-man> ::gets up and looks at his arm full of blood::
<Soap-man> Ahh!!
<Metatron> ::sits outside and looks into the sky:: I do not understand these beings.
<Wolverine> ::enters security code and checks e-mail::
<Dante> ::sighs and heads back toward his room.::
<Metatron> This body was alive once, and has been dead since it was age four . . . around the time that I took over. I do not understand exactly what I should be feeling or doing. I don't even have remedial concepts of music.
<Metatron> Who could teach me such a thing . . . .
<Blink> Here's an idea ::turns around to face him:: Don't.
<Dragon> ::finishes her circuit of the island path and approaches the main buildings::
<Blink> ::leaves::
<Wolverine> ((incoming from Fury again))
<Soap-man> ::tries to get out of the water::
<Soap-man> Damn current
<Metatron> Things were so much easier when this body was younger.
<Dante> ::wanders up to the building.::
<Wolverine> ::reads message::
<Soap-man> ::gets out of the water::
<Soap-man> ::enters the facility:: Where's a medpak?
<Blink> What... did you do?
<Fury> You are back on active duty tommorrow and I don't know why you want this info, or why I'm even getting it for you, but here it goes
<Metatron> ::looks up at Soap-Man:: The Living, so stupid.
<Metatron> ::teleports himself into the Dark Force dimention with a wave of DF energy::
<Blink> I liked it better when the dead wouldn't talk back.
<Dante> ::wanders the halls for a while lost in thoughts.::
<Soap-man> Stupid Metatron, never helps me!
<Soap-man> ::runs to the bathroom::
<Blink> hmpf... boys.
<Fury> Rolfe IS involved with Black Air. I can't divert manpower into locating him, or finding out why. I suggest contacting Brian Braddock
<Blink> Where is the sugar in this place?
<Wolverine> ::finishes the email and logs off::
<Dante> ::hears Blink and heads off in that direction.::
<Wolverine> ::leaves the facility and heads to the living quarters::
<Soap-man> ::grabs some alcohol::
<Soap-man> ::pours it on his arm::
<Dante> ::wanders into the kitchen.::
<Soap-man> ::grabs a towel and makes a knot, so he doesen't loose any more blood::
<Metatron> ::teleports into the bathroom behind Soap-Man::
<Blink> ::walks into the kitchen:: Hey flameboy. ::looks through some cupboards:: What's up?
<Metatron> Soap-Man, I am sorry . . .
<Soap-man> What?
<Metatron> Let me see that arm . . .
<Dragon> ::hears voices from the kitchen and meanders in::
<Metatron> ::looks it over:: This should be easy . . ::begins to cast::
<Dante> ::shrugs:: Not much. I'm a bit bored. Too much time to think. How about you?
<Metatron> Daughter of Hecate! Do thy will! Use my powers and Alter the probabilities to heal this soul!
<Wolverine> ::enters the kitchen and sees Dragon, Dante, and Blink::
<Metatron> ::places his hand on the wound::
<Blink> ::is halfway in one of the cupboards:: How can anyone drink this much coffee?
<Dante> I wouldn't know. I never touch the stuff.
<Wolverine> ::leans agains wall:: puts hair on your chest
<Blink> Does this woman have to stay up 24 hours a day or something
<Soap-man> Uhm.., what the f**k are you doing?
<Blink> Wolvie? ::bumps her head on the cupboard::
<Blink> uhh, hi.
<Blink> ::rubs her head::
<Metatron> Helping you simpleton.
<Wolverine> How do you all like the new HQ?
<Metatron> I am not a mean man, I'm just a bit cold . . . being alone does that to you.
<Blink> New HQ?
<Dragon> ::picks up a half-empty coffeepot and looks at the strange swill:: I don't think this qualifies as coffee....
<Blink> You mean, back in the US right?
<Metatron> ::unleashes his spell to try and heal Soap-Man::
<Wolverine> yeah ::lights a cigar::
<Blink> I like it. A lot better than this place atleast.
<Blink> Where can I hang out here anyways?
<Dante> Well there's the cliff..And the rocks..and here.
ACTION> MOIRA COMES IN AND GRABS A CUP OF COFFEE, THEN GRABS WOLVERINE'S CIGAR OUT OF HIS MOUTH ON HER WAY OUT NOT SAYING A WORD
<Blink> unless there is a Mall of Scottland around.
<Metatron> I have been trying to open up to you people ::without moving his lips:: I want to have the same relationships with you all that I've had with others that I have met.
ACTION> SOAP-MAN'S ARM IS HEALED
<Blink> ::giggles under her breath::
<Metatron> Don't ever tell anyone about this.
<Dragon> ((she's a friendly sort...))
<Soap-man> woohoo, it healed, thanx Met
<Metatron> We should go and find the Wolverine.
<Metatron> ::looks back:: Your welcome.
<Metatron> ::walks towards the others after following their voice::
<Wolverine> ::smells Metatron and Soapman approaching::
<Blink> What is this boring meeting about later anyways?
<Wolverine> well since we are all here....let's do the talking now eh?
<Soap-man> ::enters the room::
<Dante> ::plops himself down in a chair.:: Shoot.
<Metatron> ::follows behind and hovering in mid air::
<Wolverine> ::nods to Soap-man::
<Soap-man> I can move my arm!!
<Blink> ::sarcastically:: woo...hoo
<Blink> ::sits up on a counter::
<Wolverine> all right...might as well be blunt
<Soap-man> ::sits down::
<Blink> when are you not?
<Wolverine> Blink, Dragon.....if you two ever do what you did in New York again, you are off the team
<Blink> ::hops off the counter:: What??
<Blink> That guy, got away! What were we supposed to do?
<Dragon> ::looks shocked for a second, then masks it and leans against the wall::
<Blink> Besides. He wasn't dangerous
<Wolverine> Oh no?
<Blink> No.
<Wolverine> SHIELD reports say he's got the power to level a city without breaking a sweat
<Dragon> ((that doesn't mean he would...))
<Wolverine> We are on active duty tommorrow....I don't know what are new orders will be
<Blink> Why are we working for this government anyways? Like they aren't corrupt?
<Metatron> ::watches coldly, with a blank stare on his face::
<Soap-man> Because the pay is good
<Dante> ::kicks back in his chair.::
<Blink> ::quietly:: funny... I haven't seen a cent.
<Blink> Is that it Wolvie?
<Wolverine> No
<Blink> ::waits impatiently:: ok
<Wolverine> There will be two plane leaving tommorrow morning
<Blink> ::raises her hand::
<Wolverine> One heading back to the U.S. to report for duty
<Wolverine> and the other into England to track down Rolfe
<Blink> Can I take the one to the U.S.?
<Wolverine> everyone makes their own choice tonight
<Blink> U.S. there.
<Blink> I'm heading out for a bit. Unless I'm getting kicked off the team because of that too? ::stares at Wolvie::
<Wolverine> Tracking down Rolfe will be dissobeying direct orders.....that gets you kicked off the team
<Wolverine> I'm going after Rolfe
<Blink> Oh, so you can break the rules and Dragon and I can't? That's fair. ::leaves::
<Wolverine> ::watches Blink go::
<Wolverine> ::looks at the others:: that's it
<Metatron> ::watches blankly and with a cold stare::
<Soap-man> I guess that then I'll have to go to the U.S.
<Dragon> ::eyes half-shut, flicker red:: ((I still haven't paid him back for what Weapon X did to me...))
<Metatron> ::pulls out a deck of tarot cards::
<Wolverine> everyone sleep on it...we'll go seperate ways in the mornin'
<Wolverine> ::leaves room::
<Metatron> ::letting them float in the air flips over a few and looks at them::
<Dragon> ::sighs deeply::
ACTION> EVERYONE BUT BLINK AND WOLVERINE ARE LEFT ALONE IN THE KITCHEN
<Wolverine> ::uses his senses to track down Blink::
<Soap-man> ::asks the pillow:::
<Wolverine> ::follows Blink's scent out to the cliffs::
<Metatron> ::looks up at Dragon:: The cards say that I should return to the US.
<Dante> ::shrugs.:: It doesn't matter much to me.
<Blink> ::continues writing in her diary:: There..
<Wolverine> ::walks up behind Blink and sets a hand on her shoulder:: Clarice?
<Dragon> ::looks over at the cards, curiously:: What do they say I should do?
<Blink> ::doesn't look at him:: ...yes? Sir?
<Blink> ::closes her diary::
<Wolverine> forgot that you can call me Logan?
<Metatron> ::looks at Dragon and flips over a few cards::
<Metatron> ::coldly:: Vengence will get you nowhere they say.
<Blink> sorry.. Logan.
<Blink> What now?
<Dragon> ::shrugs and turns away:: ((the team means a lot to me... but i can't just...))
<Wolverine> listen, the only reason Fury let someone so young on my team is because I said that's the only way I'd lead it. I thought keeping you close would protect you
<Blink> I mean, if it's something else that I did I guess you better start yelling at me.
<Blink> You said that?
<Soap-man> ( If 3 ppl go to Europe, I'll go to us, they could manage themselves, but 2, or even 1)
<Blink> So... maybe I don't belong here. Right...
<Metatron> It is possible that I could be in both places at the same time.
<Blink> ::gets up ready to leave:: Hey, it's no big deal. I'll live.
<Wolverine> maybe I don't either... don't really know. But I'm going after Rolfe and I don't know if I'll be allowed to lead the team if I get back
<Dante> I'll go where I'm most needed. It's what I've always done.
<Blink> So where does that leave me then?
<Metatron> Something is drawing me back to the US . . . I do not understand why but I feel that I should go.
<Blink> Some... school where I'll be trained to kill?
<Blink> Can't wait for that.
<Wolverine> like I said... we all get to make our own choice tonight
<Blink> ::quietly:: So... you want me to go with you into Europe.
<Soap-man> ::falls asleep::
<Wolverine> As a friend... not as your leader or a soldier
<Metatron> ::coldly:: And I would like to stay as far away from my wife and daughter as possible. ::in a stream of Dark Force teleports to his room::
<Blink> I... need some time to think about it... Logan. Ok?
<Wolverine> ::smiles:: sure thing darlin
<Soap-man> ::dreams with Clinton cutting his thingee::
<Wolverine> ********SIM END********