*************AT ATTENTION*************
<Tempest> @@
<Fusion> @@
<Hazard> @@
<Jrnystar> @@
<Phantasm> @@
<William> @@
**********SIM BRIEF***********
THREE HUMANOID CYBORGS HAVE GAINED ACCESS TO THE BASE AND ATTACKED X-FACTOR. WITH THEM, APPARENTLY AS A PRISONER OF SOME SORT, IS A YOUNG STRANGER WITH A MUTANT SIGNATURE.
**************SIM START*************
SCENE> THE CYBORGS STAND WITH THEIR IMPRESSIVE LOOKING WEAPONS AIMED AT THE GROUP. THE UNFAMILIAR MUTANT WAKES UP SLIGHTLY, BUT IS STILL BEING HELD IN A VICELIKE GRIP BY ONE OF THE CYBORGS.
<Fusion> ::Groans, slightly, shaking his head:: Hey! Leggo, you big piece of junk!
<Dragon> ::eyes the weapons aimed at them and glances sideways at the computer control panel across the room, muttering::
<Hazard> ::walks into the room, drinking a soda and seeing the others, then the cyborgs:: Oh.. them. Who let the Saviors in? ::smirks and takes another sip::
<Fusion> ::Struggles against the robot:: Okay, Robby..I've had it! ::Tries melding himself into whatever the robot is made of, to try and burst free::
<Phantasm> ::tries to distract the cyborgs by projecting the sound of a foghorn into their heads::
<Jrnystar> ::stands from the puter hearing yelling:: {{Dragon?}}
<Dragon> ::quirks an eyebrow at Hazard:: ((Saviors?)) {{Jrny, alert the commander to the problem... see if you can't activate some computer security system against these things}}
<Dragon> ACTION> THE CYBORG HOLDING FUSION RECOILS SLIGHTLY, THEN ACTIVATES AN ENERGY PULSE THAT NEARLY KNOCKS HIM OUT AGAIN
<Jrnystar> Computer! Intruder alert activate security level 10. ::heads to the commanders office::
<Hazard> ::shifts into his metal form, crushing the can in his hand and looking around, rather uncaring about the saviors:: Do we recycle?
<Fusion> Gah! ::Grimaces:: Okay..so much for that working..
<Dragon> ACTION> A LOW THRUM BENEATH THE FLOOR PANELS STARTLES EVERYONE, AND THE 'BORG DROPS FUSION, STEPPING BACKWARDS
<Hazard> Ooookay.. ::looks down at the floor, tossing the can to the side:: Guess we don't
<Jrnystar> ::rushes into the comanders office::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE THRUMMING RISES IN PITCH, AND THE CYBORGS ABRUPTLY GLANCE AT EACH OTHER AND VANISH IN A FLASH
<Fusion> ::Goes into a roll upon landing, still in his fused state:: Payback time! Kiii-yaaaa! ::Dives at the robot, unleashing a fury of kicks and punches, aimed to try and disable the cyborg::
<Jrnystar> ::not finding the commander rushes to the kitchen::
<Phantasm> ::blinks:: Is that normal? ::glances at fusion:: They're gone now, you can relax..
<Fusion> Ah man! ::Goes flying into the wall, missing the dissapearing cyborgs and muttering::
<Jrnystar> is everyone ok?
<Dragon> CommanderSmith> ::enters the kitchen, frowning slightly:: Good, the system ran them off... I doubt it will work twice.
<Hazard> ::looks at Fusion, smirking slightly before breaking into laughter::
<Dragon> ::glances at Fusion:: Exactly how'd you fall into their hands to begin with?
<Fusion> ::Melds back into his normal form, shooting a glare at Hazard:: And what are you laughing at, tinhead? ::Glances back at Dragon:: Eh..Well, I was sorta on my way here, to sign up..got ambushed..
<Dragon> ::glances at Smith, who nods slightly:: Uh... huh.
<Jrnystar> ::looks and realizes he's still in, jeans a t-shirt and tennis shoes::
<Dragon> Smith> Anthony Long, is it? Welcome aboard.
<Hazard> ::stumbles out of the room, still laughing:: Kiya! Oh man! ::makes his way down the hall:: go go power rangers! ::changes to his flesh form as he laughs:: Oh.. that hurt.. can't stop though!
<Fusion> ::Nods and extends a hand:: Pleased ta meet ya. ::Grins::
<Fusion> ::Glances at Hazard leaving the room:: Methinks me and Tin Grin ain't gonna get along..::Mutters::
<Dragon> Smith> ::returns her attention to a sheaf of papers, turning and leaving the kitchen::
<Dragon> ***********TIME JUMP************
<Dragon> NOTE> IT'S BEEN A DAY OR TWO SINCE THE STRANGE ATTACK, BUT NO NEW LEADS HAVE TURNED UP. DRAGON'S BEEN GONE FOR AWHILE AS WELL, HELPING OUT THE X-MEN ON A MISSION. COMMANDER SMITH HAS STRICTLY ORDERED NO MORE INVESTIGATION ON THE CYBORGS UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE.
<Dragon> SCENE> IT'S A NICE WARM DAY, SUNNY BUT NOT TOO HOT, AND EVERYONE'S RELAXING AROUND THE GROUNDS FOR A CHANGE
<Dragon> Smith> ::wearing her ever-present sunglasses, is sitting outside on the patio, reading::
<Fusion> ::Rides along the HQ grounds on his skateboard, taking a sip of his Jumbo-Size drink::
<Jrnystar> ::walks outside on the cordless:: Yes hank.. i'm sure.. yes.. i dunno.. did you try horse conditioner.. that might help...
<Phantasm> ::walks up behind, smith in a jeans and a tshirt:: Commander, may I speak with you?
<Dragon> ACTION> THOSE OUTSIDE HEAR THE WHINE OF AN APPROACHING JET FAINTLY
<Dragon> Smith> ::glances up:: Yes?
<Fusion> ::Looks up, sipping on his drink::
<Phantasm> ::glances up and looks for the jet:: Raincheck on that talk?
<Hazard> ::glances around at the others outside, getting a strange look in his eyes and creeping back inside:: Off to play.. ::cringes, hearing the jet:: Awwww damn.
<Jrnystar> ::quirks an eyebrow:: Hank.. how the hell did you singe the fur on your arm.. i don't know... waitaminute.. nevermind.. don't tell me..
<Dragon> Computer> ::routes the alert through their combadges so they all hear:: Warning, unidentified aircraft entering radar. Calculating current trajectory.. High possibility destination of aircraft lies within grounds
<Fusion> ::Blinks at his com, sipping his soda:: I take it that's a bad thing..
<Dragon> ACTION> A SMALL AIRCRAFT COMES IN LOW OVER THE HILLS, RAPIDLY APPROACHING THE BASE, THEN SETTING DOWN IN THE FRONT YARD, KICKING UP DIRT AND LEAVES IN A CLOUD
<Jrnystar> Gotta go. ::hangs up the phone::
<Jrnystar> ::tries to psi scan the plane::
<Phantasm> ::frowns:: Whatever happened to us going out and finding the badguys?
<Fusion> ::Boards over to the plane, blinking::
<Dragon> ::waves dust out of her face, exiting the small jet, and jogs toward the main building::
<Hazard> ::waves a hand in front of the face, walking towards the jet:: Oh this is gonna be fun
<Jrnystar> ::blinks at drags:: {{haven't you ever heard of CALLING first?}}
<Fusion> ::Sips his soda, blinking:: What's the prob, boss lady?
<Dragon> +com+ Hazard, 'port to the hangar and warm up the jet. The rest of you, grab your gear and follow. I want to be off the ground in 3 minutes. I'll lead in this small jet and explain over the com on the way. ::tersely continues into the building, getting some things together::
<Fusion> ::Sips his drink:: Bummer. ::Boards off towards the Hangar::
<Hazard> ::quirks an eyebrow:: Mebbe change the oil, new paint job, and detail it while I'm at it? ::disappears in a flash::
<Jrnystar> ::teleports into this room grabs is gear and ports in the hangar still in civies::
<Dragon> Funny ::mutters and rubs at a light bruise on her shoulder:: ((Damn, I hope we aren't too late))
<Hazard> ::sits in the pilot's seat with his feet up on the control panel, flippign switches and starting up the jet::
<Dragon> ::returns to the small jet she showed up in, linking the com systems of the two planes:: +jetcom+ Are the others there yet, Haz?
<Jrnystar> ::teleports next to haz:: hiyas
<Fusion> ::Climbs up into the jet, carrying his board and sitting down, sliding his board underneath his seat and strapping in::
<Hazard> +com+ One is.. two is..waiting for three is..
<Phantasm> ::frowns, grabs his fbi jacket, and heads for the hangar::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE SMALL JET LIFTS OFF AGAIN, HEADING SOUTH
<Hazard> ::drums his fingers on the control panel:: Where's whatshisbreath? ::glances back, lookign for Phantasm::
<Jrnystar> ::teleports Phantasm into the jet::
<Dragon> +jetcom+ We've got to find the President... the Acolytes have attacked again, the X-Men've been fighting the decoy group. ::sighs:: If we don't get there in time they'll kill him.
<Jrnystar> geeze.. you'd think he can do this quickly being in the fbi and all
<Jrnystar> ::blinks:: did she just say kill the president?
<Hazard> Oh.. there he is! ::lifts off, speedingout of the hangar without waiting for anyone to sit down::
<Fusion> ::Blinks:: Whoa..Majorly bad news.
<Dragon> +jetcom+ At least we don't have to worry about Magneto, the X-Men are dealing with him... ((hopefully))
<Jrnystar> ::looks at Haz:: i hope so..
<Hazard> ::follows after Dragon's jet, spinning their jet all the way upsidedown for a moment:: Whoo! hey... anyone know which way's up? ::spins it back to rightside up, following after Dragon still::
<Fusion> ::Turns slightly green as they go upside down:: Ack
<Jrnystar> ::attempts to hack into the Secret Service computers to get the presidents schedule::
<Phantasm> Do we know exactly which Acolytes, we'll have to deal with?
<Hazard> Whoa! ::swerves the jet to the left sharply, swerving back over, back on course after a moment:: Sorry.. uh.. dog! just.. ran out into the road
<Jrnystar> does it matter? they're all bad news
<Fusion> ::Pales, slightly:: ..Please tell me this thing has those little bags..
<Jrnystar> under your seat..
<Dragon> +jetcom+ Unfortunately, no... Only one I'm fairly sure we'll see is Exodus.
<Dragon> ACTION> JRNYSTAR FINDS OUT WHERE THE PRESIDENT IS CURRENTLY GIVING A SPEECH
<Jrnystar> uh.. not the drag queen with wings...
<Jrnystar> whoa! bad news...
<Phantasm> More so than the rest, Starskie? ::smirks::
<Jrnystar> +jetcom+ Drags i'm sending you the location of the president..
<Jrnystar> yeah.. how about the president is giving a speech today?
<Jrnystar> that means he's out in the open
<Dragon> ACTION> BOTH JETS GO INTO SHI'AR CLOAKING MODE, NEARING DC, AND HEAD FOR THE LOCATION OF HIS SPEECH
<Hazard> Hey, anyone get seasick? ::rocks the jet side to side slightly:: Like a boat.. a boat.. ::sings:: The looooveboat.. soon we'll be sailing.. something..! ::stablizes the jet:: Please return your jets to their proper upright positions. We have entered the drop zone.
<Jrnystar> ::snickers::
<Phantasm> ::shakes his head:: Anyone else here licensed to fly this thing?
<Jrnystar> i can.. but it's much more fun when haz does
<Fusion> ::Takes the bag from underneath his seat and is violently sick in it::
<Jrnystar> ohh. .look rice krispies
<Phantasm> ::glances over at fusion:: Sure it is..
<Dragon> ::halts her jet above the crowd, scanning equipment readings:: +jetcom+ They're probably cloaked too... Magneto has access to Shi'ar tech same as we do. We've got to figure out where they're hiding...
<Jrnystar> +jetcom+ i'm doing down there.. i can always port the president out if i have too
<Fusion> ::Looks really pale:: I'll..uh..I'll just wait until we land..
<Jrnystar> ::tries to teleport w/out being seen into the crown near the president::
<Hazard> License? What license? ::snickers:: Land? What's that?
<Dragon> +jetcom+ Good... I'm going down too. ::leaves the cloaked jet hovering, opening the hatch and flying quickly down to a less visible spot::
<Hazard> ::sets the jet to hover and opens the hatch:: Aim for the cement, it'll break your fall. ::grins::
<Jrnystar> ::looks around making sure drags lands safely:: {{::to drags:: psi scan the crowd maybe i should port the president out now...?}}
<Dragon> ACTION> SOMEONE TAPS JRNY ON THE SHOULDER
<Dragon> {{No... wait... we don't want to cause panic if we can possibly avoid it}}
<Phantasm> And that leaves me up here with.. these two.. ::fake smiles::
<Jrnystar> ::turns around:: ((bad feeling...))
<Fusion> I am sooo out of here. ::Jumps out of the plane, fusing with the air around him, to cause him to float gently to the ground::
<Dragon> Cargill> ::quietly to be unheard by the crowd:: Whaddya know.. one of the X-Men actually made it ::smirks:: Too bad.
<Hazard> ::glances back at Phantasm:: Afraid of heights?
<Jrnystar> ::mutters:: Shit..
<Jrnystar> ::tries to teleport away from cargill::
<Jrnystar> {{Drags.. Cargills here!}}
<Dragon> Cargill> ::taps a small device and whispers into it::
<Phantasm> Not so much as I'm afriad of what happens when heights meet ground..
<Dragon> {{Ohhh crap}} +com+ Get down here, now!
<Jrnystar> ::attempts a psi blast at cargil::
<Fusion> ::Changes to normal, upon hitting thr ground and quickly crouches, his hands going to the ground, as he fuses himself with the concrete:: Gotcha, boss lady! ::Looks around for any of the Acolytes::
<Phantasm> ::looks out the hatch:: Can you like.. land this thing.. ?
<Dragon> ACTION> THE AIR ABOVE THE PRESIDENT'S PODIUM SHIMMERS, THEN TURNS INTO A LARGE FLOATING SHIP, AND ACOLYTES SEEM TO APPEAR OUT OF NOWHERE FROM WITHIN THE CROWD
<Hazard> Eh.. why not. ::brings the jet abruptly straight downward, slowly the descent at the land moment and making a smooth landing::
<Jrnystar> ::attempts to Teleport the president into the astral plane::
<Fusion> Looks like it's time to party! ::Runs through the crowd, heading for the Podium:: 'Scuse me, comin' through!
<Dragon> ACTION> IN THE PANDEMONIUM, VINDALOO AIMS AT THE PRESIDENT AND STARTS TO FIRE
<Jrnystar> NOO!!
<Dragon> ACTION> FROM THE PANICKING CROWD, A MAN PUSHES HIS WAY TOWARD THE PODIUM, THEN LEAPS INTO THE AIR, ENERGY SHIMMERING FROM HIS SHOULDERS AS HE SNATCHES THE STARTLED PRESIDENT QUICKLY OUT OF RANGE. FLAMING GOO SPLATTERS ACROSS WHERE THE PRESIDENT WAS STANDING, A SPLIT SECOND LATER.
<Dragon> ACTION> MOMENTS LATER, A BLAST OF ELECTRICITY KNOCKS VINDALOO REELING BACKWARDS, AND A SECOND MAN STEPS FORWARD
<Phantasm> ::watches the fastly approaching ground:: Good work.. ::shakes his head and jumps out of the jet, running towards where the pres is/was::
<Fusion> Alright! Backup! ::Charges Cargill, swinging a concrete fist in an uppercut towards her::
<Jrnystar> ::taps his combadge and shifts into this uniform::
<William> ::glances at the President:: Sorry, sir, I don't think it's safe there anymore ::flies away from the scene::
<Hazard> ::runs out of the jet, running and jumping onto the stage:: Everybody! Stay calm! If you all panic and run away as fast as you can! Everything will be fine!
<Dragon> ACTION> CARGILL YELPS AND GRABS FUSION'S FIST, PICKING HIM UP SLIGHTLY BEFORE THE STRAIN IS TOO MUCH AND SHE DROPS HIM
<Tempest> ::relaxes his hand and keeps his eyes locked on Vindaloo::
<Fusion> ::Quickly regains his balance and tries sweep kicking Cargill::
<Jrnystar> ::tries to psiblast Cargil::
<Dragon> ::eyes widen:: Uhm... ::targets a psi-link at the guy who has the president:: {{Who are you... and please tell me you're on our side?}}
<Hazard> Hey! Need sombody to fight over here! Where's the Exodus guy?! Come on! ::hops around::
<William> ::lands off to the side and sets the Pres down:: Sir, stay behind me ::wraps his wings around the Pres:: ((Umm... what? I'm just saving the President... he is the President, after all..))
<Dragon> ACTION> AN ENERGY BLAST NARROWLY MISSES WILLIAM
<Tempest> ::tries to jump up onto the floating platform::
<Jrnystar> ::teleports next to William::
<Dragon> Kleinstock Brothers> ::approach William, Jrny and the Pres, raising their fists::
<Tempest> ::makes his way up and stands up straight with his right hand aimed at Vindaloo:: Don't move..
<Jrnystar> ugh oh..
<William> ::glances to Jrny:: Umm... you're here to help, right?
<Jrnystar> ::nods::
<Dragon> Exodus> ::appears behind Hazard, eyes sparking slightly:: You are pretentious, to say the least...
<Phantasm> ::opens fire on the brothers hoping to disable them not kill them::
<Jrnystar> ::teleports will & the pres inot the jet::
<Dragon> Vindaloo> ::gulps and looks around for backup::
<Fusion> ::tries pulling off a series of machine gun punches aimed at Cargill's stomach::
<William> ::glances around then disipates his wings:: Where are we?
<Tempest> ::keeps his hand stuck out and pointed at vindaloo then keeps his ears and eyes pealed for any other acolytes::
<Dragon> Neophyte> ::'slidephases' quickly past, pulling Vindaloo out of sight::
<Hazard> ::turns to face Exodus and jumps back:: Alright! I know karate! Tae kwon do! Kung pow! Anime! Sing son jing jiang bing! And I have a Japanese/English dictionary in my back pocket so BACK UP! ::gets in a defensive stance, grinning:: ((Or I'll turn your mind into somethign really gooey if you beat my boy here up too bad))
<Jrnystar> {{::to william:: stay there.. you'll be fine.. you're in our jet which is cloaked::}}
<Tempest> ::blinks:: What the hell...
<Tempest> ::looks for who or what took vindaloo::
<Dragon> Exodus> ::appears to be pondering something weightily for a moment, then lifts his hands, forming patterns of energy around himself::
<Jrnystar> {{Dragon! get the other jet outta here ! NOW!!}}
<Hazard> Ooooh.. purdy! ::falls into a crouched position quickly, grabbing the podium behind him and hurling at at Exodus not holding anything back::
<Tempest> ::frowns not seeing them then looks down at Exodus attacking some dude and jumps down from the platform and yells out firing powerful electricity at Exodus:: Ahhhh!
<Dragon> Cargill> ::rather subdued after being repeatedly pummeled by concrete, turns and makes a break for it::
<Fusion> Ha! Yeah, that's right, run! ::Grins:: Who's next? ::Smirks::
<Dragon> ACTION> TEMPEST FEELS A BURNING SENSATION SUDDENLY AS SOMETHING WHIPS AROUND HIS CHEST, PINNING HIS ARMS TO HIS SIDES
<Jrnystar> ::attempts to unleash a psi blast at Exodus::
<Hazard> ::stands back up and faces Exodus, crossing his arms:: Why arey ou called Exodus anyway? I mean.. you don't seem to be going anywhere.
<Jrnystar> ::to Exodus:: now now.. bad..dog.. naughty.. naughty.. didn't mommy ever teach you to play nice!
<Dragon> Exodus> ::barely blinks, rising into the air toward the jet containing the Pres:: The Lord Magneto's will shall be done!
<Jrnystar> ugh oh!
<Jrnystar> ::tries to port to the jet::
<Tempest> ::screams in pain:: Argh
<William> ::looks around confused in the jet:: What's going on? ::checks to make sure the Pres' alright::
<Dragon> ::fires a blast at Senyaka, trying to make him release Tempest::
<Jrnystar> {{William! you know how to fly a jet?}}
<Hazard> Eh.. figures. Podium made outta cardboard anyway. ::shoves his hands in his pockets and hops off the stage::
<Dragon> ACTION> JRNY PORTS TO THE JET EASILY... EXODUS APPROACHES STILL
<Fusion> ::Looks around, looking for an opponent, not already being taken care of::
<Jrnystar> ::jumps in the seat and guns the throttle::
<Dragon> Scanner> ::shimmers into view in front of Fusion:: Aren't you a little young for this? ::disbelieving look::
<Tempest> ::falls to his knees and growls::
<Dragon> ACTION> SENYAKA IS FORCED TO RELEASE TEMPEST ABRUPTLY
<William> Gah! ::knocked backwards over a seat and lands in a less than pleasant situation::
<Jrnystar> Hold on.. or we're all dead..
<Tempest> You piece of... ::growls and gets up and angrily fires at Senyaka::
<Fusion> ::Looks at Scanner, quirking an eyebrow, still concreter:: Take it your one of the Acolytes. Seems a shame to fight with someone so pretty.
<Hazard> ::walks past the others fighting, heading for the landed jet::
<Phantasm> ::tries to creep up behind scanner and bop her over the head with his gun:: If he's too young, I must be ancient
<Dragon> Cortez> ::snarls at Senyaka:: Fool! He isn't one of them, go after the President!
<Dragon> ACTION> PHANTASM'S GUN GOES RIGHT THROUGH SCANNER'S ASTRAL FORM
<Jrnystar> {{Dragon.. a little help here... }}
<Dragon> Scanner> ::rolls her eyes and vanishes, reappearing on the jet w/ the Prez:: You know you're outnumbered...
<Phantasm> This is why we should get briefed before going into battle.. ::shakes his head::
<Jrnystar> so?
<Fusion> ::Watches the gun go through:: Well, that rules out a physical attack. ::Looks towards Cortez:: He acts important..Neeeext. ::Tries to tackle Cortez::
<Hazard> ::starts to climb back into the jet::
<William> ::stands, groaning:: Says who... and just who the heck are you? ::frowns at the enclosed space::
<Tempest> ::tries to move himself slowly towards Senyaka while continuing his attack of electricity::
<Dragon> {{I'm... a little... occupied!}} ::psi-blasts Spoor, who's currently trying to choke her::
<Jrnystar> ::tries to use his stars to disrupt her astral form::
<William> ::looks at Scanner, frowning and moves in front of the Pres::
<Hazard> ::whistles, looking over the jets controls for any weaposn the jet is equipped with::
<Dragon> Cortez> ::knocked down by Fusion's blow, tries to pull himself up again::
<Dragon> ACTION> SCANNER LOOKS STARTLED, ENERGY FORM FLICKERING IN AND OUT, THEN VANISHES
<Jrnystar> go buh bye biotch...
<Fusion> ::Quickly tries following up with a right cross to Cortez's jaw:: Don't know your power. Don't wanna find out.
<Dragon> Exodus> ::steps onto the jet w/ Hazard in it, casually tossing the hatch door away telekinetically:: I shall not allow you to interfere with the Lord Magneto's will
<Phantasm> ::glances at fusion, watching him and cortez:: Need any help?
<Dragon> Cortez> Pathetic! ::decreases Fusion's powers, causing him to turn back nearly human::
<William> ::sits off to the side of the Pres:: Umm... whoever you are, why don't we drop the President off at the White House?
<Hazard> ::looks around, seeing the others off somepalce else and him being alone with just Exodus:: I hardly care. But this'll be fun. ::grins, eyes flaring with blue energy for a moment, soon changing to red::
<Fusion> ::Stumbles back, slightly:: Ack..Okay..well..Don't need my powers to beat a chump like you, anyways! ::Jumps back at Cortez, letting loose a fury of kicks and punches, to try and disable Cortez::
<Dragon> Exodus> Your mind is not attuned to your form. What manner of deception is this? ::eyes trailing a steady stream of fiery energy::
<Tempest> ::stops his attack needing to regenrate::
<Phantasm> Took him long enough.. ::shakes his head and tries to project an anvil over cortez's head::
<Dragon> Cortez> ::hisses in pain when a few blows land on him, and backpedals:: Worthless Neophyte! Get over here and do something useful!
<Dragon> ACTION> SENYAKA HAS COLLAPSED
<Fusion> ::Backflips away from Cortez, grabbing a flag pole and fusing himself with it:: Ahhh..Now that's more like it. ::Grins and stands in a fighting position::
<Hazard> My favorite kind.. the kind that'll hurt a whole lot. ::still grinning:: Of course I don't care about you or your not so lordly Lord. So go ahead and leave.
<William> Hello? ::calls up to Jrny:: Mr. Pilot, take us to the White House...
<Jrnystar> are you crazy?
<Jrnystar> they'll be waiting for him there
<Dragon> ACTION> SOMEONE PLOWS INTO FUSION FROM THE SIDE, SLIDEPHASING THEM BOTH AWAY
<Fusion> Hey, what gives-!!!
<William> They're already here... where else can we take him?
<Dragon> ::reaches the hatch of the plane with the Pres, rubbing her neck and glaring around to make sure no one's immediately nearby, then pounding on the hatch to open::
<Tempest> ::Gets back up after regenerating and looks for his next victim::
<Jrnystar> i'm not sure... ::looks up and opens the hatch::
<William> ::glances to the hatch::
<Jrnystar> it's our fearless leaderette
<Dragon> ::flies in, sitting down exhaustedly:: 'port the others in, Jrny... let's get out of here.
<William> ::blinks:: Umm... hello...
<Jrnystar> ::nods:: you'll have to take the controls. i need to focus for that many porting
<Dragon> ::nods and walks up to the cockpit::
<Tempest> ::looks at the others in the jet:: Uhm, uh..
<Dragon> Exodus> ::watches Hazard silently for a moment, then begins to tear the small jet apart with energy::
<Hazard> But anyway.. ::charges forward at Exodus, swinging his fists and not holding back while trying to painfully bombard his energy nervous system with psionic energy:: Let's have some fun while not one else is here
<Jrnystar> ::closes his eyes and focuses on teleporting all of the group onto the jet::
<Tempest> ::looks at Exodus and growls:: Argh! ::fires a concentrated full blast attack at Exodus, while his eyes flash::
<William> ::glances around and just sits by being quiet::
<Dragon> Exodus> ::recoils slightly, grabbing Hazard in a tk grip to slam him through the wall of the jet, only to have him disappear, 'ported away by Jrnystar::
<Tempest> ::runs at Exodus while continuing to fire electricity at him::
<Dragon> ACTION> EVERYONE IS PORTED ONTO THE SMALLER JET, INCLUDING TEMPEST
<Hazard> ::falls back in the other jet, quickly disipating all the psionic energy he's generating:: Aww.. I was having fun. Hey, can I fly? ::grins::
<Phantasm> ::blinks looking around:: You really have to stop doing that, Starskie
<Jrnystar> ::slumps in his chair, holding his head::
<Dragon> ::looks strangely at Hazard for a moment:: ((That can't have been what it looked like))
<Fusion> ::Plopped in a seat from the teleport, looking at Hazard's question:: No!
<William> ::takes a look over to the Pres then the rest of the people::
<Tempest> ::blinks and looks at the others:: What in the hell.. Where am I?
<Dragon> ::sighs and rises, going to a seat in the back:: Take us back to base... I'm sorry Mr. President, I think we need to get you out of their reach for a bit.
<Phantasm> ::notices the new faces and eyes go wide on the pres:: Holy, do you know who you are?!
<William> ::remains silent::
<Tempest> ::looks around for someone smart looking, then looks at Phantasm, blinks and then turns to William and asks:: Uhm, what is this? and where am I?
<Fusion> ::Snickers slightly at Phantasm:: He's Mr. Rogers. Who do you think he is? ::Grins:: Nice to meet you, sir.
<Dragon> ::closes her eyes:: Wolverine's gone. Storm too. They took out Magneto.
<Jrnystar> ::stands up and heads for the bathroom:: i'm gonna go puke my guts out..
<Phantasm> ::shoots a glare at fusion::
<William> Wolverine? Storm?
<Phantasm> ::glances at drags:: Friends of yours?
<Dragon> **************END SIM***************
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