**************AT ATTENTION******************
<Bloodshadow> @@
<Phantasm> @@
<Hazard> @@
<M1> @@
<Torrent> @@
<Fusion> @@
<Tempest> @@
<M3> @@
<Cryz @@
**********SIM BRIEF***********
THE TEENS FROM SQUADRON M HAVE BEEN AT THE BASE FOR OVER A DAY NOW, SPENDING MOST OF THAT TIME IN THE HOLOGRAPHIC TRAINING ROOM.
************SIM START****************
SCENE> MIDMORNING, THE BASE IS QUIET, AS SQUADRON M IS AGAIN GETTING A THOROUGH WORKOUT WITH SOPHIA. THE AGENTS THAT CAME WITH BLOODSHADOW AND SQUADRON M HAVE BEEN CHECKING OUT SOPHIA'S SYSTEMS, BUT SEEM RATHER FRUSTRATED.
<Fusion> ::Sprawled out haphazardly in his bed, reading a comic, muttering something about ungodly hours to be woken up::
<Bloodshadow> ::::::::: is sitting in his room wondering how he will like this new life the American Goverment has given him here ::::::::
<Dragon> ::wanders downstairs, rubbing her face, and approaches one of the agents::
<Hazard> Agent1> ::looks over the shoulder of another agent, who is busy at work at the comuter console trying to get more info on Sophia's system:: Why aren't you making more progress with this?
<Torrent> ::watches the squadron work scrutinizing them in his head::((Too slow....unnessecary movement....These kids do need some work.))
<Hazard> Agent2> ::mutters, tapping away at various buttons:: I'm trying. But she.. says she's shy.
<Dragon> ::glances at what the agents are doing:: Not having much luck, eh?
<Hazard> Agent1> ::looks over at Dragon:: We are supposed to have cooperation from you, why are we being denied access?
<Torrent> ::walks away from the group and over to Dragon and the agents::What seems to be the problem?
<Tempest`> ::scratches his head::
<Hazard> ::hanging out in the kitchen, eating a bag of chips, trying to get away from the agents and kids::
<Dragon> ::hides a slight smile:: I can't help it if Sophia doesn't like you
<Bloodshadow> :::::: gets off his bed and walks out of his room feeling his stomach growl, he heads towards the kitchen ::::::::
<Hazard> Agent2> ::glaring at the computer screen, hitting the keys more violently as he types:: "Sophia" is nothing but a computer program. It does not matter what she "likes."
<Fusion> ::Yawns, starting to drift back to sleep::
<Dragon> SOPHIA> ::appears on a wall screen where the agents are, looking indignant:: Watch it buster! ::hair turns neon-orange::
<Dragon> Explain that to her ::shrugs and walks into the kitchen::
<Torrent> ::clears his throat::We're sorry if our computer has a mind of it's own. The government seems intent on making these computers smarter and smarter, and with intelligence comes rebellion.
<Dragon> ACTION> SQUADRON M FINISHES UP THEIR TRAINING SESSION AND HEADS DOWN THE HALL TOWARD THEIR ROOMS
<Hazard> Agents1&2> ::do not acknowledge Sophia, or Torrent for that matter::
<M3> ::walks toward his room with the others with that same mindless smile on his face::
<Dragon> SOPHIA> ::shoots the agents a glare and vanishes with a theatrical flashing of lights::
<Torrent> And it seems like some people may get better results if they don't act so rude. ::glares at the agents and then glances at Dragon::
<Bloodshadow> :::::::: walks past the door to the kitchen, then stops a few steps down the hall and turns around sticking his head in through the door way to see what he just passed :::::::
<Dragon> ::hunts for the toaster:: ((somebody keeps putting the danged thing in a cupboard for some reason...))
<M1> ::walks toward room::
<Hazard> M6> ::trails behind slightly, attention seeming to be on something else::
<Cryz> ::blank look around:: ((I'm lost... yet again)) ::sighs::
<Bloodshadow> ::::::: steps into the kitchen, keeping his distance from every one, not really sure how to act or go about getting nourishment :::::::
<Dragon> ::glances out of the kitchen, seeing Cryz:: Hey hon ::smiles:: Come get something to eat. Hi Bloodshadow ::waves::
<Hazard> ::eyes flicker red, watching Dragon and Bloodshadow::
<M1> ::walking at a fast pace:: ((morning workout and i'm barely tired))
<Torrent> ::quirks a brow as Dragon leaves, shrugs, and looks around::((This place seems to be chaotic lately....))
<Dragon> ::blinks, slightly startled:: ((Hazard is in here? That's odd... i didn't notice him...))
<Bloodshadow> :::::: nods ::::::: morning
<Dragon> ::glances out toward the agents again:: Hey, do you ever feed those kids anything? I haven't seen them leave their rooms except to train, yet.
<Hazard> M7> ::trying to drag M6 along, noticing him trying to wander:: Come on,kid..
<Hazard> Agent3> They will be fed when they need to be. ::arms crossed, watching the kids walk off::
<M3> ::follows behind M1 keeping an even pace::
<Dragon> Milan> ::face appears on a panel near M6 and M7:: Was someone speaking to me?
<Dragon> ::blinks:: ((analretentive government flunkie.)) ::turns back to the kitchen:: hmph.
<Hazard> M7> Eek! ::hops back away from the panel, obviously startled::
<M1> ::looks around slightly, notices M3:: What do you think of this place?
<Cryz> ((Hon?)) ::wanders through the similar hallways::
<Phantasm> ::wanders down some hallway or other muttering to himself::
<Torrent> ::glances over at the agents and shakes his head::((I think something is going on here and I don't like it...))
<M3> ::looks over to M1:: It's fine I guess ::shrugs::
<Hazard> M6> ::not reacting to Milan at frst, but walking over to the panel, his hand brushing against the screen curiously::
<Torrent> ::walks over to Dragon and whispers to her::I'd like to talk to you.
<Dragon> ::nods to Torrent:: What is it?
<Dragon> Milan> ::watches impassively, losing interest and letting the screen go dark::
<Torrent> ::stays in a whisper::I think there is more to this Squadron M than meets the eye. I'm not for sure what it is...but I don't like it one bit.
<Fusion> ::Jolts awake and sits up, yawning:: Coffee..need..coffee..::Crawls out of bed, throwing on some clothes and heading for the kitchen::
<M1> ::smiles, keeps walking:: ((hw many guys they working here, anyways? )) ::counts in his head::
<Dragon> Yeah... well... they creep me out a bit, too.
<Hazard> M4> ::practically skips all the way to her room, as if she's not tired at all::
<M3> ::grins again and continues to match M1's pace::
<Torrent> I think we should keep an eye on them.....I'm sure we'll find some sort of clue.
<Dragon> ACTION> THE WALL NEAR M6 SEEMS TO SHIMMER, THEN A HUMAN FORM APPEARS, GLOWING BRIGHTLY AND FADING QUICKLY TO REVEAL MILAN, WHO LOOKS DAZED.
<Bloodshadow> ::::::; hand shakes slightly as i open a cuboard looking for a glass :::::::
<Cryz> ::Walks into the kitchen, looking around:: I... miss the mansion.
<M1> ((we racing?)) ::looks at M3 confused, keeps walking, faster even::
<Dragon> ACTION> A MOMENT LATER THE WALL BEHIND MILAN'S FAINTLY GLOWING FORM BURSTS APART, AND MILAN APPEARS FULLY BACK TO NORMAL
<M3> ::matches M1's pace with ease::
<Dragon> ::offers Cryz and Torrent and Hazard slices of buttered toast:: Anyone?
<Dragon> SOPHIA> GOOD LORD! What was that???
<Hazard> M6> ::walks away, his attention somewhere else now::
<Torrent> ::blinks over at Milan and then to Dragsy::Um...are you ok? ((She's offering people buttered toast...))
<Fusion> ::Enters the kitchen, his hair messed up and a zombie-esque look on his face:: Coffee..need Coffee..
<M1> ::reaches room, and enters::
<Bloodshadow> ::::: finds his glass and draws aglass of water from the tap hearing Dragon ask anyone for toaste :::::: n-no thanks, i think the water will be fine for now ....
<Hazard> M7> Ah! Ummm.. ::stares at Milan:: ..hi?
<Dragon> I'm fine ::glares at Torrent::
<M3> ::reaches the room next to M1's and enters::
<Cryz> ::shakes his head:: No thanks...
<Dragon> Milan> ::blinks:: I'm... out?
<Dragon> ::shrugs and sits the plate of toast on the counter:: I'll go find out what Sophia's yelling about this time...
<M1> ::look into mirror above dresser, touches exoskeleton::
<Torrent> ::shrugs::Um...ok...It justs...Nevermind. ::starts to sprint towards the sound of the crashing or whatever::
<Hazard> Agents> ::quickly rush over to where Milan got out, pulling out there guns at him::
<Dragon> Milan> ::eyes flare, and he bolts down the hall away from the agents::
<Hazard> Agent4> ::grabs M6's arm roughly, yanking him away from the scene as the other agents pursue Milan::
<Dragon> ::eyes the agents:: Hey! What're you doing? ::blinks:: ((Milan's out!))
<Cryz> ::leans against the wall, yawning::
<M3> ::mechanicly cleans his room using his speed and agility on his already clean room::
<Hazard> ::looks around at everyone leaving, and takes all the buttered toast for himself::
<Bloodshadow> ::::::: drinks the glass of water slowly feeling the butterflys in his stomach begin to go away ::::::
<Hazard> Agent1> Shoot him! ::opens fire on the fleeing Milan as he runs::
<Fusion> ::Heads for the coffee maker, grabbing a mug from the cupboard and pouring himself a cup, slowly sipping the coffee::
<Dragon> Milan> ::curses and dives into a side room::
<Torrent> ::turns into water and barrells across the cieling towards Milan::
<Cryz> ::looks at Haz:: Hungry?
<Dragon> ::throws up a tk shield in front of the agents:: What the hell do you think you're doing, shooting inside like this???
<Hazard> Agents-4> ::runs into the shield, painfully::
<M1> ::hears guns shots, walks into hall::
<Hazard> Agent4> ::grabs M7's arm as well, draggin them both back to their rooms, muttering things to them::
<Torrent> ::tries to get into the room Milan is in and knock him down with a blast of water::
<Phantasm> ::turns the corner nearly colliding with milan, hears the gunshots and draws his sidearm, ducking back around the corner, glances at drags:: What's. . .going on? ::vacant look::
<Dragon> ACTION> BY THE TIME TORRENT REACHES THE ROOM WHERE MILAN WENT, HE HAS DISAPPEARED OUT THE OPEN WINDOW AND IS WELL ON HIS WAY ACROSS THE GROUNDS
<M3> ::stops cleaning about to enter the hall but then suddenly returns to cleaning::
<Bloodshadow> where thoses gun shots ..... or am i just havin a flashback?
<Fusion> ::Finishes his cup of coffee and pours himself another, a slight bit of the sleep gone from his eyes::
<Hazard> Agent1> ::gets up, brushing himself off and glaring at Dragon:: It's your fault he escaped! You aided him!
<Torrent> Grr...::tries to go through the window and blast into Milan::
<M1> ((if it's something important, I'm sure they'll tell us)) returns to room, and begins making bed::
<Dragon> ::mutters, letting the tk shield drop:: So? {{Torrent! Stop... let him go. Don't want these agents getting ahold of him... don't trust them}}
<Hazard> ::munching on toast, glancing at Cryz:: Those agents out there are on teh verge of arresting your girlfriend, y'know. ::munches more::
<Torrent> ((Well who says we have to tell the agents we have him?)) ::smirks still trying to do what he is doing::
<Cryz> ::mutters:: Fiancee... ::walks outside, folding his arms on his chest and shifting to crystal::
<Dragon> Start firing those guns inside again and I'll do a lot more than aid the poor man you just randomly started shooting at.
<Hazard> Agent1> I will see that you are brought up on charges for this! ::puts his gun back in its holster, heading towards Squadron M's rooms with the other agents::
<Dragon> Smith> ::comes out of her office, looking very tired and not happy at all, despite the sunglasses hiding her eyes:: What the hell is going on out here now?
<Bloodshadow> ::::::: finishes his glass of water, and sets it in the sink looking to hazard ::::::
<Phantasm> ::even more vacant look:: And who're they? ::glances from drags to smith while pointing to the agents::
<Cryz> ::walks up to Drags:: What'd those fed freaks do now?
<Dragon> SOPHIA> You can't charge anyone with anything. No proof. ::smirk shows on screens all around::
<Torrent> ::stops his attack since it didn't work and goes back in through the window and turns back to reg form::
<Bloodshadow> what dose one do in this joint for entertainment?
<Fusion> ::Sips his cup of coffee, glancing around at the others in the kitchen::
<Hazard> ::jerks a thumb outside the kitchen where the agents were:: Shoot stuff.
<Dragon> ::shrugs tiredly:: I dunno... did you see the way he grabbed that poor kid's arm?
<Torrent> ::walks back in and heads towards the room where the agents are::((Can't get in like this.))::turns to water and into a thin sheet on the ground and tries to seep into the room to see if he can hear what is going on::
<Bloodshadow> :::::: grins ::::: i dont soupose there any brits round her?
<Hazard> Agent4> ::shoves both M6 and M7 into their rooms, having scolded them the whole way:: You're both confined to quarters.
<Dragon> ::glances around, then knocks on M3's door, that being the closest of the squadron's rooms::
<Cryz> ::follows after Drags::
<M3> ::stops cleaning to open the door::
<M3> ::looks over to drags:: hello ma'am
<Dragon> Hey... Can I talk to you for a minute? ::tries to remember which number he is::
<Dragon> ACTION> TORRENT CAN HEAR EVERYTHING THE AGENTS ARE SAYING
<M3> Sure ma'am ::allows Drags and cryz to enter::
<Hazard> Agent1> ::approaches agent4, glancing at M6's room:: What just happened out there?
<Dragon> Can you tell me anything about this program you're in? ::frowns slightly::
<Cryz> ::walks in, quirking a brow as he follows Drags in:: ((Lost... very... me...))
<M1> ::mumbles:: ((as if being a mutant alone wasn't wierd enough)) ::continues tpo straighten his quarters::
<Phantasm> ::shakes his head and turns to whoever is still standing around:: Don't you hate it when you don't know what's going on?
<Hazard> Agent4> We've always had trouble with M6, we can't even tell whether or the program even works on him.
<M3> Umm Not really ::tries to concentrate but cant::
<Torrent> ::would quirk a brow but that just doesn't work with water::((Hmm...now we're getting somewhere.))
<Dragon> ::loops an arm through Cryz's and pulls him along:: ...Where'd they find you?
<M3> umm I dont remember ::cant remember much of anything::
<Cryz> ::blank look:: This a trick question?
<Hazard> Agent4> ::continues, whispering more:: We still haven ot determined his powers yet. Perhaps we should..
<Hazard> Agent1> No, he's too valuable. Though his powers aren't identified they are stil useful.
<M3> ::gives Drags a blank look and then starts to clean again::
<Dragon> ::looks at M3 funny, then psi-scans him slightly, finding nothing unusual outside of a faintly odd signature::
<Fusion> ::Continues sipping his coffee, slowly starting to seem more awake::
<M3> ::is cleaning the same spot that he had already cleaned::
<Dragon> ::shakes her head, leaving the room, and glances at Cryz:: Is it just me or are these kids just... too blank?
<Hazard> ::tosses the empty bag of chips across the kitchen, even though the trash ain't over there:: Swish.. if there was a net..
<Bloodshadow> well, i'll leave you gents to yer self :::::: nods and exits through the door :::::::
<M3> ::doesnt even notice their departure::
<Cryz> Like... me?
<Torrent> ((C'mon...c'mon...tell me more.))
<Dragon> ACTION> M3 FEELS AN ODD SENSATION IN HIS MIND, KINDOF LIKE PAPER CRINKLING
<Dragon> ::shoots Cryz a look:: Hah
<M3> ::stops cleaning and stands up trying to remember::
<Hazard> Agent1> We'll just have to watch him more closely, nothing more. ::walks off with Agent4, heading back to the computer console they were at earlier::
<Cryz> ::snickers::
<Dragon> SOPHIA> ::sing-song voice, coming from the console the agents were messing with:: You can't geeet meeee!
<M3> ::puts his hands to his head feeling really wierd::
<Torrent> ::slithers out and then over to M1 in his room, and turns back into his normal form::Hello.
<Dragon> ::blinks, looking back towards the room where M3 is::
<Bloodshadow> :::::: begins strolling through the complex :::::::
<M1> ::turns around suddenly and takes a deffensive stance:: How? Who-? ::confused::
<Hazard> Agent1> ::groans, lookign to 4:: Maybe we can just delete the program.
<M3> ::leaves the room and enters the hall holding his head in his hands::
<M3> ((what is happening to me i feel so strange))
<Dragon> SOPHIA> ::holographic projection appears in front of Bloodshadow as he walks:: Ooooooh a European man! ::dreamy look, folds her hands as little stars appear all around her::
<Dragon> ACTION> M3'S EYES SEEM TO CLEAR, AND HE LOOKS AROUND AS IF REALLY SEEING THE HALL FOR THE FIRST TIME.
<Torrent> Don't worry about the how. Name's Torrent. At least that's what you'll know me by. I'm part of X-Factor by the way. Anyways...::clears his throat::What is this "program" you are in?
<Fusion> ::Finishes this cup and pours himself another cup:: What time is it?
<Bloodshadow> :::::: blinks and stops ::::::: ummm something i can help ye with Lass?
<M1> ::confused still:: program? M Squadron? It's...it's...it'..uh..
<Hazard> Agent3> ::walks over to Agent1, whispering something::
<Bloodshadow> :::::: isn't quite sure how to react ::::::
<Dragon> SOPHIA> I doubt it, but there's a whole lot I could help you with! ::grins widely::
<Hazard> Agent1> ::looks at them both, callign the other agents and heading for M3's location quickly::
<M3> What am I doing here? Where am I? ::looks over to Drags and Cryz:: Who are you?
<Phantasm> ::watches m3 pass:: You look just about as confused as I am, kid.
<Dragon> ::looks from M3 to Cryz and back:: You're... at X-Factor's base. With the rest of your Squadron.
<Torrent> ::quirks a brow::It's...what? ::smiles::Don't worry anything you say will be in confidence. It won't get back to the agents that you were talking to me. ::leans against the wall::
<Cryz> ::glances to Drags:: Uhh...
<M3> I shouldnt be here. They took me
<M3> I umm I cant... what is going on I cant remember
<Bloodshadow> :::::: coughs and looks back to sophia ::::::
<Dragon> ::eyes narrow, and she sends out a quick psi-message to the other X-Fac ppl:: {{Something's wrong about this program... meet in the.. south hallway, now. Don't let the agents know. }}
<M1> ::grabs head:: I...who...remember ::relaxes:: I can't seem to remember
<M3> ::starts to hold is head again feeling strange::
<M3> ::looks at Drags with pleading eyes and says in a whisper:: They took me
<Bloodshadow> ::::: hears a voice in his head and looks to sophia ::::: well nice metin ye lass but i must be on me way .....
<Torrent> ::hmmms::((I'm kinda busy right now.))Well, can you try...just focus.
<Dragon> ::heads nonchalantly toward the south hallway, motioning for M3 to follow::
<Cryz> ::whispers to Drags:: Where's the south hallway?
<Cryz> ::shrugs then follows after Drags::
<Hazard> ::groans, standing up slowly and brushing off crumbs, in no hurry to get to the south hallway::
<M3> ::follows behind Drags and Cryz::
<Bloodshadow> ::::::nods to the hologram and then heads towards the southren hallway ::::::
<Fusion> Huh? ::blinks at the message in his head, not quite fully awake:: Uh..okay..::Downs the rest of his coffee and heads for the south hallway, casually, stretching and yawning as he walks::
<Phantasm> ::blinks:: ((Which way's the south hallway again? . . . South.)) ::tries to figure out the direction of south::
<M1> ::confused:: please, sir, leave me alone. ::walks into bathroom and closes door::
<Torrent> ::frowns, opens the door, and heads to the south hallway::
<Hazard> Agent1> ::arrives where M3 just one a minute ago, looks at the others:: SPlit up. Find him.
<Dragon> ::glances backwards, seeing no agents in view, and breaks into a run:: Hurry.
<Cryz> ::reverts to flesh and jogs after Drags::
<M1> ::hears torrent leave and walks out of bathroom:: wierd...
<M3> ::breaks into a run matching pace with Drags with ease::
<Dragon> ::looks at M3:: They took you... who, the agents?
<Torrent> errr...::turns into water and slithers quickly along the corner of the floor and wall::
<M3> Yes, I cant remember all of it but they took me against my will
<Bloodshadow> ::::: concintrates on the light around him and bends the light waves around himself as i walk towards the south hallway now invisable ::::::
<Dragon> ::looks back and concentrates, forcing the agents to have a sudden urge to walk out to their vehicles::
<Hazard> ::finally leaves the kitchen, walking slowly south::
<Hazard> Agents> ... ::walk out to their vehicles cuz they can.. drive faster than they can run, of course::
<Torrent> ((Dragon...M1 he was starting to remember. I didn't have enough time with him...))
<M3> ::looks over to Drags:: I can run faster if you want
<M3> ((::has an angry look on his face:: They took me!!))
<Dragon> ::gets to the south hallway and stops, waiting for all to arrive:: Torrent... M3's been mind-controlled i think. Tell the others, M3...
<Torrent> ::slithers even faster::((I also have something to discuss with you later....it has great importance.))
<Torrent> ::reforms into the normal form after he gets to the hallway::
<M3> ::stops with drags::
<Dragon> SOPHIA> ::appears in the south hallway:: What's going on? A party and I wasn't invited? ::sniffles, tears welling up::
<Torrent> I think they all have. I asked M1 what the program was about and he looked like he was trying to remember but he couldn't.
<Cryz> ::stops and looks at Sophia:: Shhh
<Fusion> ::Gets to the south hallway, his hands in his pockets, still looking slightly sleepy::
<Torrent> And the agents said something about trying to figure out M3's powers....That he was useful for...something. ::has a confused look on his face::
<Hazard> ::walking along, brushing crumbs off his shirt still::
<Dragon> Smith> ::reaches the south hallway as well:: I thought the program sounded bogus
<Bloodshadow> :::::; steps into the south hall way and see's the others and walks up silently behind them and then quits manipulating the light about himself:::::
<Torrent> M6 even...I think. All these Ms confuse me!
<Fusion> ::Glances back, seeing BS materialize:: Gah! Dude, do you have to do that?
<Dragon> M6? Is that the kid that was in the hall when Milan appeared?
<Torrent> I believe so...Is he a technopath or whatever?
<Bloodshadow> :::::: looks to fusion ::::: that way i could ensure i wasnt seen ....
<Dragon> ::looks to M3:: I don't know, they wouldn't tell me what any of your powers were.
<Phantasm> ::walks up behind bs, bumping into him, still with that same vacant look on his face:: South hallway. . .right
<Hazard> ::arrives to the south hallway, finally even though he could have just teleported::
<Dragon> ::pauses:: ((The agents will snap out of it soon... if we don't get the squadron out of here, we won't have a chance to sort this out))
<Bloodshadow> :::::: turns quickly going for a gun on his belt that isnt there :::::
<Fusion> Whatever..that's creepy, man..::Shakes his head and glances at the others::
<Torrent> I was watching them training, but they didn't really so any signs of what their powers may be. Although...::looks over at M3::Your reflexes seem superb.
<M3> Well i can move really fast
<Bloodshadow> ::::: looks to Phantasm ::::: sorry .....
<M3> Yeah I think that is my power but I cant remember really
<Dragon> M3... Can you go back and get your teammates? Get them all to go down to the hangar and wait... Sophia will direct you where to go. ::points to a small flickering arrow that appears on the wall::
<Hazard> Hmm.. shoulda grabbed a drink before I left.
<Cryz> ::stands off to the side, only knowing Drags and Haz::
<M3> Ok ma'am
<Dragon> ::motions to the other X-Factor ppl:: I'm gonna go talk to these agents... if something happens, get the kids out of here.
<Torrent> I would like to accompany you Dragon if I could.
<Dragon> Smith> ::holds up a hand:: No. I'll talk to them. You all wait... Hopefully we can resolve this easily.
<M3> ::runs over at half speed to where the m squads rooms are and enters M1's room::
<Hazard> Hm, do we have a fridge on the jet? ::feeling pretty thirsty::
<M3> M1 we are suppose to be at the Hanger!
<Fusion> ::Glances at Haz:: If we do, I'll split a six pack with you?
<Dragon> Smith> ::strides toward the front door::
<Hazard> M1> ::glances back:: What? We've been ordered to leave?
<Dragon> ::follows Smith, looking worried::
<Bloodshadow> ::::: slowly steps back from the crowd still close enough to hear whats goin on :::::
<M3> Yeah something like that
<Cryz> ::confused look, just stands off to the side:: ((I miss the mansion...))
<Hazard> M1> Umm.. okay. :;walks out of his room with M3::
<Torrent> ::walks behind Dragon too::((I'm not missing out on this.))
<M3> ::moves over to the rest of the M squad's rooms and relays the message::
<Hazard> M2,4-7> ::all leave their rooms and follow M3::
<Dragon> Smith> ::opens the front door, looking out to where the agents are standing around:: I need to talk to you about this program of yours...
<M3> ::heads for the hanger but doesnt lose sight of the others::
<Hazard> Agent1> ::by his car, turns and looks at Smith:: You've been told everything you have clearnace to know.
<M3> ::looks back:: Follow me guys
<Dragon> Smith> ::eyebrow raises dangerously:: Oh really? And who decided I don't have clearance to know this?
<Hazard> Agent1> We do.
<Dragon> Smith> I think it's my business when you've got kids who appear to have been mindcontrolled. That IS illegal, you know.
<M3> ::reaches the hanger with the others::
<Torrent> ::fights back the urge to say something::((Just let her handle it...))
<Dragon> ::stands just inside the door, eyes narrowing, and watches::
<Hazard> Agent1> ::pulls his gun out again:: That doesn't matter. We're taking the kids, it's no longe ryour concern.
<Torrent> ::turns to water and walks more to the front::I say it is.
<Dragon> Smith> Quick! Get to the jet, and get the kids out of here! GO! ::steps all the way outside, shutting the door hard behind her::
<Cryz> ::walks to Drags and puts an arm around her waist:: Perhaps it wasn't a good time for me to have visited.
<Dragon> ::blinks at the door slamming in her face:: Crap....
<Dragon> ::turns and heads quickly for the stairs/elevator to get to the hangar:: Come on!
<Torrent> This should help stop them....::holds his hands up to the air and absorbs as much moisture as he can sending it through the bottom opening of the door to try and flood the agents away and then pushes off the ground and pretty much flies after DRags::
<Dragon> ACTION> EVERYONE CAN HEAR SMITH ARGUING LOUDLY WITH THE AGENTS OUTSIDE, THEN THE MUFFLED CRACK OF A GUN GOING OFF.
<Torrent> ::blinks::Oh no...we have to go back and see if she is ok!
<Cryz> ::sighs and runs after Drags:: ((I should've stayed at home))
<Dragon> Torrent! Get to the hangar!
<Fusion> Oh shit..::Blinks:: They killed her..
<Dragon> Priority is getting the squadron out of here.
<Dragon> ACTION> THE DOOR IS KICKED OPEN HARD, SPLINTERS OF WOOD SLIDING ACROSS THE FLOOR, AND FOUR AGENTS BARGE IN. SMITH IS LYING ON THE GROUND OUTSIDE, BLEEDING.
<M3> ::enters the hanger with the others and waits for drags::
<Torrent> You get them out....I'll be ok! ::turns around and sends two high powered blasts at the agents::
<Dragon> ::eyes flare:: {{Go to the hangar, Torrent. Now.}}
<Cryz> ::turns then shifts to crystal and stands in the way of the agents:: I'll handle them.
<Torrent> ::grunts and keeps the blast up for a bit and then goes ahead and heads for the hangar::((Just remember...If Smith dies it's on your head....Not mine!))
<Fusion> ::Blinks, slightly frozen by the shock of seeing Smith's dead body::
<Dragon> ACTION> AN ENERGY PULSE NARROWLY MISSES TORRENT, HITTING THE WALL AND KNOCKING PLASTER ALL OVER THE FLOOR
<Torrent> ::swooshes along towards the hangar and sends a torrent of water down at the agents::
<Hazard> Agent1> ::rushes forward, towards Cryz apparently and shoots at him with a neutralizer::
<Cryz> ::moves to the side::
<Dragon> No! ::pulls at Cryz's arm:: Come on! We've all got to get out of here!
<Hazard> Agents> ::backing Agent one up, with BFGs, pursuing and firing at Cryz and Dragon::
<Cryz> ::frowns then turns and runs after Dragon::
<Torrent> ::makes it to the hangar::It's time we get out of here!! Dragon and Cryz are on there way....Squadron M......The agents are under attack and told us to get you out of here fast. ((Yeah that's a good story.))
<Dragon> ACTION> THE SHOTS GO OFF, AND FUSION IS HIT HARD IN THE SHOULDER
<Fusion> Argh! ::Grabs his shoulder and tries fusing himself with the floor, trying to run towards the hangar::
<Hazard> M4> ::blinks, not exactly buying Torrent's story like the others:: one of them would come get us though..
<Bloodshadow> ::::::: is standing inside the hanger waiting for the others ::::::
<M3> ::looks over to torrent:: Understood Lets go Squadron M we have to follow orders ::heads for the plane::
<Phantasm> ::in the front hall, ducked behind. . .a large potted plant returning fire on the agents::
<M1> ::confused:: but-- the agents--what if? I mean ::reluctantly follows M3::
<Torrent> They can't come get you! Like I said they are under attack. They'll live but they need all of them there now. come on and GO!!! ::tries to usher people into the jet::
<Dragon> ACTION> A MASSIVE PULSE OF ENERGY HITS PHANTASM SQUARELY IN THE CHEST, BURNING THROUGH THE PLANT LIKE NOTHING
<Hazard> Agents> ::rush past Phantasms body, heading for the hangar blasting away::
<M3> ::repeats:: We have to follow the agents orders
<Bloodshadow> bloody 'ell
<Dragon> ::winces, hurrying down the stairs:: ((he's gone...))
<Torrent> ((Damnit...I need someone to get them out here but as much as she is telling me to I refuse to leave...))::turns to Bloodshadow
<I think he's hear::Can you fly this thing? If you can't learn....FAST! Get them out of here!
<Torrent> ::turns around and heads out of the hangar hall putting his watery hands together and sending a barrage of water down it::
<Dragon> ::scans the base for anyone who's not in the hangar yet:: {{Fusion! Where are you??}}
<Bloodshadow> :::::: looks to torrent ::::: umm shouldnt we wait fer the others?
<Hazard> ::rushes after Fusion towards the hangar, getting annoying by the stumbling guy in front of him:: Move. I'll drink the six pack for the both of us. ::shifts into metal form and pushes Fusion out of the way before they get into the hangar... hard::
<M1> ::::watches Torrent leave:: where-? Is going to help the agents?
<Torrent> Um yeah maybe whatever. I just know we can't let the age...attackers get in here!
<Dragon> ACTION> FUSION IS STRUCK HARD AND PASSES OUT
<Cryz> ::glances around the hangar::
<M3> ::helps get the rest of the M squad in the plane::
<Torrent> Yes I am...::rushes down the hallway towards the agents trying to barrel into them::
<Hazard> ::runs into the hangar, getting on the the jet:: Agents got Fusion too.
<Dragon> ::blinks:: ((They... must've got him too... )) ::pained look, pushes people toward the jet:: Get on, everyone. There's room, just hurry!
<Dragon> ACTION> THE AGENTS REACH THE HANGAR MOMENTS BEHIND, AND OPEN FIRE AGAIN
<Hazard> M4> ::beign stubbron, not goign onto the jet:: No! They would have.. huh? ::looks back at the agents::
<Cryz> ::reverts to flesh and gets into the jet::
<Torrent> ::turns into a giant whirlpool and tries to suck the agents into it::
<Bloodshadow> ::::::: looks at the control pannel at the plane :::::: why didnt i learn to hijack planes instead of buildin car bombs ....
<M1> ::sits and straps himself in:: (( this is too wierd )) ::looks ou the window and then unstraps himeslef:: HEY!!!!!
<M3> ::uses his speed to pull M4 into the plane::
<Torrent> They've been...POSSESSED! By...demons. Big demons with fangs...NOW! GET! IN!
<M1> ::tries to exit the jet::
<Dragon> ACTION> ANOTHER FLASH OF ENERGY STRIKES M4, KNOCKING M3 AWAY FROM HER WITH THE FORCE OF THE BLOW
<Torrent> ::bashes water blast after water blast into the agents::
<M3> ::falls to the ground and tries to roll to a standing position::
<M1> ::heads toward the agents:: what are they doing?
<Bloodshadow> ::::; pushes a button and atempts to start the jet :::::::
<M3> ::grabs M1 and shoves him back in the plane::
<Dragon> ACTION> A WET ANGRY AGENT BLASTS TORRENT WITH A NEUTRALIZING FIELD
<Torrent> Ack! ::falls to the ground::That...hurt.
<Dragon> ACTION> M4 TWITCHES, AND THE GROUND STARTS PITCHING AROUND WILDLY, THEN STOPS JUST AS SUDDENLY AS M4 GOES LIMP
<Bloodshadow> bloody 'ell who can fly this contraption?
<Torrent> ::pulls himself up and runs for the jet entering quickly and trying to round others into it::
<Hazard> ::grins:: I can fly it! ::rushes up to the cockpit::
<M1> ::tries to get M3 off him:: hey! What're you doing? ::contimues heading toward the exit::
<M3> ::tries to hold M1 down as he straps him in:: Follow orders!
<Dragon> ::half-drags half-tk shoves Torrent into the jet, making sure no one else is still outside, then shuts the hatch quickly:: Get us out of here, Hazard!
<Cryz> ::swallows:: Since when does Haz fly? He never flew before...
<Cryz> ::straps himself in::
<Bloodshadow> ::::: grumbles :::: give me a bloody car and 2 lbs of C-4 and i'll make a car bomb .... never took hijackin classes
<M1> NO!! ::tries to get oot of straps::
<Torrent> ::quickly sits down and straps up::
<Hazard> ::hops into the pilot seat, flipping switches and activating the VTOLs:: WHooo!
<M3> ::tries to knock M1 out by hiting him 3 times in the head from behind::
<Dragon> ::sits next to Cryz, strapping herself in as well:: ...No one else knows how that well. ::swallows hard as the jet lurches::
<Torrent> Anyone would be better than Hazard though! ::gulps::
<Cryz> ... ::looks at Haz flying:: ((He was odd before... but now... I'm scared)) I know how to fly...
<Dragon> ACTION> EVERYONE CAN FEEL THE SHOTS THAT STRIKE THE JET, BUT SO FAR NOTHING HAS PENETRATED.
<Dragon> Let's just GET OUT OF HERE!
<Hazard> ::lifts off out of the hangar... really really fast:: Whee!
<Dragon> ACTION> THE HANGAR DOORS OPEN BARELY IN TIME, AND THE JET WHIZZES OUT INTO OPEN AIR
<M3> ::keeps hold of M1 as he strikes him:: You have to stay in side!
<M1> ::angered:: stop hitting me you FREAK!! ::tries to use super-strength to break straps::
<Hazard> Where we going? ::hits the throttle, abruptly speeding forward::
<M3> Help M1 is trying to escape!!
<Dragon> ::pulls a sedative from the medkit and injects M1 enough to quiet him down::
<Bloodshadow> :::::: holds on tightly, since he hates flyin ::::::
<Dragon> ::queasy look:: I don't know. ::turns to Cryz:: I don't know where to go...
<Torrent> I have a cousin...::thinks::At some school for um...gifted children.
<Cryz> ::eyes Haz in the pilot's chair:: ((Something's not... right with him...))
<Bloodshadow> ::::::looks to Haz ::::::: what the bloody 'ell happend down there?
<Dragon> ::thinks:: Frost! She can lift the brainwashing that's been used on them...
<Hazard> ::notices some queasy people back there, and sways the jet baaaaack and forth::
<Cryz> ::looks at Drags:: Frostybutt?!
<Dragon> Hazard! Stop it! Just fly.
<Torrent> Good idea...((I guess.))
<Hazard> Frost? North pole?
<M3> ::gets into the seat next to M1 and straps in:: Thanks ma'am He is alot stronger than me
<Dragon> Yes... Frost... Gen X can take the kids at least long enough to get this all straightened out... ::winces again, remembering the agents gunning down phantasm, fusion, and m4::
<Torrent> ::looks around::Where is that FBI agent and that guy that...um goes together with stuff?
<Dragon> ::looks back up toward Hazard:: Head for Snow Valley, Massachusetts
<Bloodshadow> ::::: looks over to haz ::::: are the others dead?
<Dragon> ::glances at Torrent:: They didn't make it. I saw Phantasm hit... i thought Fusion was doing alright... but his consciousness suddenly vanished. Did anyone see him?
<M1> ::calmed down, mumbles:: agents
<Hazard> Massachusetts? Ahhh! ::kinda.. nosedives the jet downward, coming REALY close to a highway and leveling it out, followign the highway:: Sooo.. that's north on Interstate 68, right?
<Dragon> ::face goes pale green::
<Cryz> ::quirks a brow:: Least he flies better than Marrow.
<Hazard> Yep, they're pretty dead. I slipped in somebody's brains on the way to the hangar.
<Dragon> I've never... ::gulps:: flown with marrow... i wouldn't know.
<Torrent> ::cringes but not at Haz's flying since he is already use to swooshing and stuff:
<Dragon> ::eyes Haz angrily:: ((he never used to make cracks like that..))
<Hazard> ::pulls up, ascending rapidly and heading for Massashusetts::
<Cryz> ::whispers to Drags:: He's... not acting like himself ::glances to Haz::
<Dragon> No kidding... ::frowns slightly, then speaks louder again to Haz:: Wait. Find a small town... something with a motel. We can't lead the agents straight to Gen X
<Torrent> ::looks around::Isn't that school for the kids with um....abilities around here?
<Hazard> Motel? Dragon... I dno't think the kids are legal. tsk tsk tsk
<Cryz> ::eyes narrow:: ((Maybe we can have Emma take a look at Haz while we're there...))
<Dragon> ::sighs and rubs her forehead:: Is there anything following us on the radar?
<Hazard> Nothing on radar. Buuut.. ::glances out the window:: There's a suspicious flock of ducks out there...
<Dragon> Maybe we lost them... I sure hope so... ::sighs::
<Bloodshadow> :::: turns around in his chair and looks to Dragon ::::: Ma'am, if you want to avenge yer fallen comrades ...... i could help come up with a fews ways to do so ...... my former life ... all i did was attack goverment agencys .....
<Dragon> ::glances over a map:: There. That town there, it's far enough from the academy not to raise too much suspicion... set us down and we'll go find a motel
<Dragon> ::looks to Bloodshadow:: May have to take you up on that offer..
<Hazard> Okay.. ::starts to descend, heading for a walmart parking lot:: Is it alright if we doublepark? We're FBI, after all.
<Torrent> ((This place we are going to and the place my cousin is going to sound too much alike. He told me never to tell ANYONE about him and he promised the same about me. Things have changed since then...but I'm not breaking my promise.))
<Cryz> ::eyes Drags:: ((Revenge? Her? Maybe she is HFC material...))
<Dragon> ::puts her head in her hands, closing her eyes for a minute:: ((I just let 3 people die...))
<Bloodshadow> ::::: a grins crawls onto my face ::::: i'll be abliged to do all i can to assists ......
<Cryz> ::hugs Drags::
<M3> ((I cant belive they did that to us. It is just so wrong))
<Hazard> ::starts to land the jet, roughly::
<M3> ::shakes his head as he watches M1::
<Dragon> ::sighs, then gets up as the jet lands, smiling slightly at Cryz:: {{Thank you}} Ack! ::pitches back into her seat:: Can you land it smoothly, maybe??
<Bloodshadow> :::::::looks out the window of the jet looking for a farm in the area :::::
<Cryz> ::kisses Drags comfortingly:: ((No prob, hon))
<Hazard> Hey! Parallel parking is not easy! I have a buick at one end and some chevy blazer at the other! ::glances out the window:: And I think I just took a handicapped space...spaces.
<M1> ::still really drowsy:: agents...home
<Dragon> ACTION> THE JET LANDS COMPLETELY, AFTER ALL THE PITCHING AROUND :p AND EVERYONE STARTS GETTING OUT
<M3> Ma'am :: looks over to dragon:: M1 is starting to wake up
<M3> ::unstraps himself and stands::
<Bloodshadow> :::::: looking around as we get out of the plane :::::: we just going to leave the jet here?
<Dragon> ::concentrates, psionically calming M1::
<Hazard> ::walks out, looking around:: Are we gonna get a ticket?
<Torrent> ::unstraps and stands up not looking any worse for wear and clears his throat dusting himself off::Now...::heads off the jet::
<M1> ::falls asleep::
<Dragon> We have FBI badges ::smiles slightly:: We can do a lot of things.
<M3> ::unstraps m1 and helps him off of the plane::
<Dragon> ::starts prodding the other ms, trying to get them up and outside::
<Hazard> Okay.. cuz I don't think Walmart is gonna be so happy with us. ::jerks a thumb at the Walmart store::
<Cryz> ::unstraps and gets up, following Drags:: ((That's not the Haz I knew))
<Dragon> We'll be gone before anyone can get too worried
<Bloodshadow> ::::: face turns cold and i loose all emotion frommy face :::: i say we booby trap it in case thoses agents want to come snoop around ....
<Hazard> M2,5-7> ::get out of the jet::
<Dragon> Bloodshadow, you want to guard the jet until we come back? It has a security system and cloaking device... I think. ::scratches her head, trying to remember::
<M1> ::wakes up really calm, unstraps himself and gets out with the others::
<Cryz> ::waits for Haz to find a shopping cart and go zooming around on it::
<Hazard> ::walks over to the buick, ripping the license plate off and hanging it on the back of the jet:: There! Blends in now.
<Dragon> ::winces::
<Cryz> ::eyes Haz, frowning::
<Bloodshadow> :::::: looks to haz oddly :::::
<Dragon> Ok... now let's find a motel
<Cryz> ((That brings back memories...))
<M3> ::follows Drags::
<Torrent> ::cocks his head watching Hazard::((He should be taking things more seriously. There isn't room for slackers. There isn't room for slackers. There isn't room for slackers.)) ::'s eye goes vacant and winces then shakes his head and pops out of it::Now what?
<Dragon> ::heads down the street toward a Motel 6::
<Hazard> M2,5-7> ::get forced to follow after Dragon::
<M1> ::kinda mumbly still, but follows other none-the-less::
<Bloodshadow> ::::: is begining to notice the difrences allready between ierland and America as i foollow the others ::::::::::
<Dragon> ACTION> THEY ALL TRUDGE UP TO THE MOTEL'S FRONT DESK, WHERE AN OLD WOMAN SITS SMOKING A CIGARETTE AND LOOKING AT THEM FUNNY
<Cryz> ::puts an arm around Drags' waist:: We want a room... and... some for our kids, too. ::nods to everybody else::
<Dragon> ::snickers, coughs and elbows Cryz::
<M1> ::smiles, eyes half-open::
<Hazard> ::blinks:: I'm remembering that come Christmas.. "mom and dad"
<Dragon> ::holds her badge up:: FBI. We're.. um... going to be using a couple rooms here for awhile.
<Torrent> ::looks over at Cryz::Does this seem like a time for jokes?
<Cryz> ::shrugs:: ((Oh well, I tried))
<Hazard> WeirdOldLady> ::looks them all over skeptically:: Now I've seen X-Files and you don't look anythign liek Mulder or Scully
<M3> ::looks around the room::
<Bloodshadow> ::::: sighs :::::10
<Dragon> ::smirks and indulges herself, psionically making Cryz look like Mulder and herself look like Scully:: Oh really? Now let us in.
<Cryz> I have friends on the better business board ::eyes the woman:: Should I call them to come down here to take a look around?
<Torrent> ::sighs::((Can no one take anything seriously?))
<Hazard> WeirdOldLady> ::blinks, then looks over at Bloodshadow and winks at him:: Well.. alright. But just for that cutie over there. ::hands Dragon/Scully two keys::
<M1> ::oddly happy due to the medicine and Drags psionic soothing, smiles still::
<Dragon> ACTION> IN THE INTERESTS OF TIME :p, THEY GET SEVERAL ROOMS, HERD THE BRAINWASHED KIDS IN EXCEPT FOR M1 AND M3 WHO ARE BROUGHT ALONG SINCE THEY ARE MOST AWARE...KINDOF, AND HEAD BACK TO THE JET
<Bloodshadow> :::: blinks and looks to the old lady and sighs ::::
<M1> ::as the medice wears off, to M3 as he rubs his head:: where are we again?
<M3> ::enters the jet and straps in::
<Dragon> ::boards the jet, noting how much less crowded it is::
<Hazard> ::hops back in the pilot's seat and starts up the VTOLs again:: Bwahahaha
<Bloodshadow> :::: gets in the jett :::::
<M3> We are heading back into the jet again come on
<Dragon> ::eyes Hazard and straps herself in extra carefully:: Alright... on to Snow Valley
<Torrent> ::climbs into the jet and straps in::I think Cryz should fly this time.
<Hazard> ...no way! ::kicks in the VTOLs way to fast again::
<M1> ::straps in:: I know, but why? I mean...what happened to the agents?
<Bloodshadow> ::::: walks over to an empty seat towards the back of the plane ::::;
<Cryz> ::sits next to Drags, sighing:: ((Please, let me just... be forgotten)) ::straps in::
<Dragon> Hazard! ::glares:: Land the plane and let the others board, please.
<M3> ::looks at M1:: what do you remember about before the agents?
<Hazard> ...fine. ::lets the plane sorta, drop back down::
<M1> ::tries to concentrate:: I- I- ....don't know it's all blurry
<Dragon> ::winces at the thud:: oh. we seem to have everyone. ::counts heads::
<Cryz> ::sighs and closes his eyes::
<Hazard> Okay. ::shoots back up again!::
<Dragon> ok.. ::slumps against Cryz's side::
<M3> M1, is that your real name?
<Hazard> ::pushes the throttle and jets for Snow Valley::
<M1> real name? I'm M1, member of squadron M
<M3> What name were you born with?
<Dragon> ACTION> THE JET REACHES SNOW VALLEY VERY SOON, BEING CLOSE
<M1> ::confused:: I don't remember being born, i just remember being...being...M1
<M3> Do you remeber how you became M1?
<Dragon> ***************SCENE CHANGE******************* ::turns it over to Haz::
<Hazard> SCENE> THE GENERATION X ACADEMY, WHAT'S LEFT OF IT. A FEW BUILDINGS STILL STANDING AROUND A LARGE CRATER IN THE GROUND. MACE AND THE VARIOUS STUDENTS ARE OUT AND ABOUT THE GROUND, HAVING SPENT THE LAST NIGHT IN THER DORM BUILDINGS, WHICH ARE STILL STANDING.. BUT SWAY WHEN ITS WINDY.
<MarvelGirl> ...I should get Mr. Richards to fix this..
<MarvelGirl> ::frowns and presses her hand against one of the walls::
<Sheeba> ::hangs out in a nearby tree::
<MarvelGirl> ((I miss my room))
<Penance> ::bundled up in various articles of Crave's clothing that she... borrowed, wandering around the grounds::
<Inferno> ::Sighs, glancing around and smacking his forehead:: I'm a dead man..
<Gargoyle> ::perches on the top of a tree in Gargoyle form::
<Flare> ::floats around::So what are we going to do now?
<Sheeba> we'd better get another house and hope it looks like the old one...
<Mace> Rebuild. And find out what we can from the skrull wreckage.. if anything.
<MarvelGirl> if there's anything left
<MarvelGirl> ::wraps her arms around her shoulders:: But finding some place warm would be really nice too
<Crave> ::shivers slightly, having no heavy clothes to wear anymore and wanders around the grounds over to where Mace is::
<Penance> ::looks at Mace and makes crashing motions with her hands:: Boom!
<Sheeba> ::is nice and warm because of her fur::
<Flare> ::sighs::I hope we don't have to do this manually..::leans back in the air and floats upwards::Manually labor is sooo last century.
<Crave> ::sneaks up behind Penance then smirks to himself:: Hellodamm!
<Sentry> ::stuffing what's left of his stuff after having two schools blown up by aliens into a duffle bag and muttering in an interesting mesh of russian and english::
<Mace> ::startled slightly by Penance, looking back at her:: Umm..
<Gargoyle> ::flies down silently behind Sheeba and taps her on the shoulder:: feelin better?
<Penance> ::yipes and flails, turning around and eyeing Crave accusingly::
<Inferno> ::Glances at the wreckage again:: Yep..definitely dead. ::Glances at Marvel girl and creates a ball of flame in his hands:: I can probably make us a small fire..be difficult for me to control, though.
<Crave> ::grins widely:: Hellodamm
<Sheeba> ::glances back at gargoyle:: a little, i guess.....
<Mace> ACTION> GENERATION X CAN HEAR A JET ROARING IN THE DISTANCE, GETTING LOUDER
<Penance> Heellodamm ::turns back to Mace, pointing at the ...crater:: Boom!
<MarvelGirl> ::small smile:: Thanks but I'll be okay... I just forgot to bring my other clothes from Pier 4
<MarvelGirl> shh... do you hear that?
<Sheeba> ::looks up toward the jet sound, her ears perking up::
<Mace> Chance> ::in the crater, holding a skateboard wheel and getting all teary eyed:: This is worse than Independence Day.. ::looks up at teh jet roar::
<MarvelGirl> where's it coming from? Could be more skrulls
<Crave> ::glances up:: Oh great... what now?
<Gargoyle> ::looks over at the sound flying up to try to see it without being seen himself::
<Penance> ::paranoid look up into the sky, backs up into Crave::
<Mace> Skrulls.. don't use jet engines.
<MarvelGirl> Who else knows we're back here?
<Crave> ::barely stops himself from falling over::
<Inferno> ::Glances up:: Maybe someone else came to investigate our little UFO..
<Mace> ACTION> THE X-FACTOR JET SPEEDS OVER HEAD, THEN TURNS AROUND AND SPEEDS PAST ONCE AGAIN, AFTER MAKING A FEW FIGURE EIGHTS ABOVE THE SCHOOL, IT LANDS RATHER CLUMSILY, MORE LIKE JUST DROPPING TO THE GROUND.
<Sentry> ::heads outside with the duffle bag thrown over his shoulder, slams the door behind him, and looks skyward with an expression even more p/oed than before:: What now!?
<Sheeba> oh great......
<Penance> ::eyes widen:: Boom?
<Crave> ::glances to the jet:: Dibs...
<MarvelGirl> yikes... apparently not very good pilots
<MarvelGirl> ...
<Gargoyle> ::stays in the air looking at them::
<Flare> ::flies towards the jet::And that is...?
<Mace> ::blinks:: At least... a building wasn't there.
<Sheeba> ::climbs down from the tree::
<MarvelGirl> ::rushes towards the jet:: I'm definately peaked to see who this is
<Mace> ::reaches into his jacket, grabbing his blaster just in case::
<Gargoyle> ::flies over and lands silently on the jet::
<Crave> Peaked?
<Inferno> ::Shakes his head at the pilot and heads towards the jet::
<Sheeba> ::carefully kinda stays hidden in the trees::
<Crave> Cryz> ::glances out a window:: ... ::unstraps:: What happened here?
<Flare> Torrent>::exits the jet and looks around::Hello all.
<Bloodshadow> ::::: Looks out the window of the jet and then slowly moves to the door :::::
<M3> ::unstraps himself and exits::
<Dragon> ...There is no... building there anymore. ::stares at the crater::
<Gargoyle> ::looks down at the people exiting the jet::
<Mace> ::watches the students:: Yeah.. a jet drops in that could be filled with more enemies.. and they walk up to it. ::shakes his head::
<Sheeba> ::pokes her head out of the trees, looking at the newcomers:: hello.....
<M1> ::still confused, looks ou the window:: who're they?
<Flare> ::lands in front of Torrent::Well a hello-didly to you to. ::puts out his hand and smiles::I'm Flare. Something extrodinare. Haven't figured it out yet.
<M3> ::sees all the new peopel and watches them:: hello
<Dragon> ::climbs out, looking around for anyone wearing white... and not much of it:: {{Emma?}}
<MarvelGirl> ::tries to trap Torrent in a force field bubble:: Look out... they could be baddens
<Mace> Hazard> ::walks out, looking at the crater:: Okay I did NOT do that!
<Crave> Cryz> ::exits the plane, frowning:: Where's Frostybutt?
<Flare> Torrent>::looks down at Flare's hand and back at his face disgustedly::Um yes. I'm Torrent. We're from....::blinks as he feels encased::What is this? We're just from X-Factor.
<Sheeba> if they were bed, wouldn't they have attacked already?
<Sentry> ::didn't walk up to the jet, btw,
<
<=P>> is standing outside the wobbly dorm building::
<Dragon> Excuse me.. Do any of you know where Emma Frost is?
<Gargoyle> ::looks downat the people from the top of their jet:: who are youse guys?
<Bloodshadow> :::::: slowly walksdown the stairs of the jett and looks around ::::::
<Mace> ::glares, recognizing them:: Valeria.. drop the field. They're not enemies. ::walks towards Dragon:: ...yet.
<M1> ::slowly exits the jet, following M3, wispers:: what're we doing?
<MarvelGirl> ...oh... wonderful ::drops the field::
<Flare> Whoa whoa...::frowns at Torrent and turns to whisper to the team::This guy has something stuck up his....
<MarvelGirl> and we're out of tea and cookies?
<Dragon> ::looks around, seeing Mace:: You in charge or something? Where's Ms. Frost?
<Inferno> X-Factor? ::Takes a step back, eyeing Mace's approach:: The government team? ::Squints, obviously not trusting them::
<Crave> Cryz> ::folds his arms on his chest, looking around:: They match the GenX type...
<Sheeba> ::walks closer to the group curiously::
<Gargoyle> uh oh... govrenment, not good ::flies up into the air::
<MarvelGirl> They're cool... worked with the FF before... but... they don't look the same as in the pictures I've seen
<MarvelGirl> ::eyes them suspiciously::
<Crave> Cryz> ::shoots MG a look:: Oh great... a Dr. Doom wannabe...
<Sentry> ::rolls his eyes not very impressed and walks around the jet, past the crater, heading towards whatever is left of the front gate::
<Mace> She's taking care of some business. And yes, I'm in charge. ::walks ahead of GenX, and watches X-Factor:: What do you want?
<MarvelGirl> ...he happens to be my father.
<M1> ::looks at the ground, kicks the dirt, repeatedly::
<Dragon> ::holds out a hand to shake Mace's.. remaining one:: I'm Dragon, X-Factor's field leader. You are?
<Crave> Cryz> I feel sorry for your mom... unless he suddenly changed, which I doubt severely.
<Gargoyle> ::hovers in the air watching them suspiciously::
<M3`> ::watches the new people nervously::
<Inferno> ::Eyes X-Factor, flame flickering at his fingers as he watches them, with obvious suspicion::
<Mace> ::reluctantly shakes her hand, watching for her reaction:: Mace.
<MarvelGirl> ::growls:: You don't even know him or my mom and if you don't want me to shatter you... you'll take that back!
<Flare> Torrent>::looks around and slightly chuckles::You all don't have to be so standoffish. More than half of what you hear about us is totally false.
<Mace> ::glances back:: Val..
<Flare> ::flies up into the air::((Jeez this guy is a pain...))
<MarvelGirl> ::glances at Mace:: What??
<Dragon> ::blinks:: ((Sounds... familiar...)) Oh.. ::masks her expression quickly::
<M3`> ::whispers to drags:: Are they suppose to help us?
<MarvelGirl> Argh... sorry... ::takes a few deep breaths and steps back::
<Gargoyle> well ive heard one thing about you so how can half of it not be true?
<Bloodshadow> :::::: stays close to the jetts ramp watching ::::::
<M1> ::mumbles:: I wanna go home ((where's home?))
<Crave> Cryz> ::sees Penny:: Penance? Whoa... flesh... interesting look.
<Flare> ::flies down behind MarverGirl::Well Val, I'm with you. What's say we rough them up a bit?
<MarvelGirl> She's a little underaged for you isn't she?
<Mace> You haven't answered my question.
<Dragon> We... need help. ::guarded look:: A group of young mutants were taken by a government program and brainwashed...
<M1> ::looks up::
<MarvelGirl> ::sighs:: it'd just end up some pointless brawl between two teams looking for a single goal... in other words not a chance... which is too bad because NOBODY disses my dad ::sulks::
<Dragon> M3.. err... ::looks at M3:: Do you have a name, by any chance?
<Gargoyle> ::looks down at M1 who is lookin in my direction::
<Sheeba> brainwashed?? yikes...
<Flare> Torrent>::looks around::((These kids...they seem so disorganized. I thought this Frost lady was suppose to be competent. You think she could do a better job..))
<Sentry> ::keeps on walking through the charred woods until he gets to the road::
<Dragon> Penance> ::looks at Cryz blankly::
<Mace> ::nods:: So?
<M3`> I think my real name is Steve
<MarvelGirl> ::walks up to M3:: Hmm... brainwashed you say?
<Crave> Cryz> ::hrms to himself then shifts to crystal:: ((I wonder why I try sometimes))
<Mace> Chance> ::climbs out of the crater, jogging over to the group:: heyy what's going on?
<MarvelGirl> ...wonder if they used nannites or simple brainwave extraction/implantation measures..
<Dragon> Steve, then. Steve's the only one who's regained even partial memory... all we know is that these kids were taken by force and brainwashed to make them participate in a program called Squadron M. Have you heard of it by any chance?
<Flare> ::shrugs::Just ignore me. Getting alot of that lately. Whee...::flies up in the air in eradicate paths::
<Inferno> I don't blame you, but you're right..gratuitous superhero battles don't help, anyone..::Eyes M-3:: Brainwashed? Let me guess, you came looking for Frosty?
<M3`> ::looks at MG:: I dont know
<MarvelGirl> Your pizza came, Chance
<Dragon> ::glances to MG:: Psionic brainwashing, i'm guessing.
<M1> ::walks to M3, quietly awaiting some sort of order::
<Sentry> ::sticks his thumb out and tries to hitch a ride. .away. .dispite the fact that there's prolly no one for miles::
<MarvelGirl> So you came looking for a telepath with Frost's skills..
<Mace> Chance> Daaamn.. ::looks at the jet:: They take that 30 minute thign seriously.. ::pushes his way to the front of the group::
<Inferno> Y'know..that sounds a lot like the government..
<M3`> ::looks over to M1:: Just relax and try and remember who you are
<Flare> ::looks down at the M1::M...::looks at M3::and M....M&Ms!!! ::chuckles at his own joke and flies around some more::
<Mace> Not much. Nothing more than the name.
<MarvelGirl> ::wraps her green cloak tighter around her shoulders::
<Crave> Cryz> ::reverts to flesh, shrugging then stays off to the side::
<M1> ((brainwashing? The agents? did they...? )) who I am/// ((who am I?))
<Flare> Torrent>::glares up at Flare and then back to the situation::Does he always act this....immature?
<Gargoyle> ::looks over at Flare:: dont try to make jokes anymore
<Dragon> We're probably being tailed by agents... ::frowns:: they've already injured or killed 4 of our number...
<MarvelGirl> ::confidently smiles at M1:: Don't worry... we'll get you back to normal
<MarvelGirl> ohmigosh..
<Mace> Hazard> ::blinks, eyes flaring red as he starts shoving various X-Factor people out of his way as he moves ahead of them::
<Bloodshadow> ::::::: is now wishing he would have brought his trench coat instead of the vest ::::::
<Dragon> Penance> ::crouches near Cryz, watching the transformation wideeyed::
<M1> ::smiles slightly:: thank...you
<Sheeba> oh great, this place is already a battlefield...
<Dragon> ::blinks:: Hazard..? What are you..?
<Crave> Cryz> ::eyes Haz:: Blue... it's usually blue...
<MarvelGirl> ::thinks to herself::
<Mace> ::glares slightly at her:: So you lead them here? ::turns his attention to Hazard:: What is he doing?
<Inferno> Geez..::Frowns::
<Sheeba> ::looks at haz:: what's up with that dude??
<Crave> ::looks from Penance to Cryz then to Haz::
<Dragon> We're trying to get them away from the kids. They don't know we're here now. And i haven't the faintest idea what Sean's doing ::sighs::
<Mace> Chance> ::looking around:: I.. don't see a pizza. ::shoots a glare back at Marvel Girl::
<M3`> ::looks around nervously but not trying to show that he is nervous::
<MarvelGirl> Mace... could we possibly continue this discussion somewhere warmer?
<Sheeba> ((dont tell me we got more skrulls or other alien crap.....))
<MarvelGirl> ::smirks:: Works a LOT better to actually order one first
<Mace> Chance> ::hears his name andlooks at Dragon:: Huh?
<Dragon> ::walks toward Hazard:: What's going on?
<Flare> ::flies around not paying much attention to the people:: heh This makes me dizzy. Whee....
<Sheeba> ::sniffs the air experimentally::
<MarvelGirl> ::sneezes:: oh no...
<Inferno> ::Glances up, shaking his head at Flare and glancing back at the increasing tension::
<Gargoyle> ::looks over at Flare:: having fun?
<Mace> Hazard> ::ignores everybody, shifting to his metal form and snatching Chance off the ground by his throat, squeezing:: You're supposed to be dead.
<Flare> Torrent>::crosses his arms and ponders things::This is getting to strange...
<Crave> ::looks at MG:: Maybe if you didn't wear clothes that showed off 3/4 your body you wouldn't be so cold.
<Mace> Chance> Gak! ::gurgles something, trying to talk::
<Flare> I would if all you worry warts would just leave me alone! ::sticks his tongue out at them::
<Sheeba> ::blinks:: crapp.....!
<Dragon> ::eyes widen:: Oy.. ::tk tries to pry Haz and Chance apart::
<M3> ::starts to do some ultra fast fidgiting being really nervous and all::
<MarvelGirl> ::glares at Crave::
<Bloodshadow> what the bloody 'ell?!?!
<Crave> ::blinks, looking at Haz, eyes widening::
<Mace> ::pulls out his blaster, aiming it at Hazard and Chance:: Put him down.
<Inferno> That tears it! ::Has his flames surround him::
<Mace> ACTION> DRAGON CAN'T PULL THEM APART WITHOUT CHANCE LOSING HIS HEAD
<Mace> ::glances back at GenX, specifically Inferno:: Do not fire! Chance is too close.
<Dragon> ::eyes narrow, and she tries to psionically stun Hazard:: ((I hate doing this to him... but..))
<Flare> ::runs up to Haz and Chance and tries to pull Haz's hands away from Chance::Stop this!
<Sheeba> ::kinda wishes that nerve pinch thing on star trek worked........::
<Crave> Cryz> ::looks around and shifts to crystal::
<M3> ::yells:: Stop it NOW!!!
<MarvelGirl> ::sneezes again and watches the others::
<Crave> ::tries sneaking up behind Haz and grabbing his neck::
<M1> ::cowers a bit, slams eyes shut:: what're they doing?! I'm so onfused! ((I'm not afraid to fight though, but who do I fight?))
<Sheeba> ::winces at the yelling::
<Mace> Hazard> ::just stands there, red energy cracklign from his eyes, goign all over his body and not budgingin in the slightest::
<Gargoyle> ::lands on X-Factors jet again::
<Dragon> {{LET HIM GO, HAZARD!}} ::increases the psionic 'volume'::
<MarvelGirl> Umm.. this is where that pointless fight comes in right..? ::sneezes again::
<Crave> ::winces and still grabs for Haz's neck::
<M3> M1 help me get Haz off of that guy.
<Mace> Hazard> {{No.}}::sends a telepathic backlash back at her::
<Dragon> ::shocked look, stumbles backward::
<Inferno> ::Watches, flames surrounding him:: Doesn't seem so pointless..these two obviously have some kind of history..::Glances at MG:: And what's with the sneezing..?
<Flare> ::puts his hand in Hazard's face and releases a water blast in it trying to distort him::
<Sheeba> ::walks toward haz and chance, letting her claws out::
<Crave> Cryz> ::looks at MG:: I don't want to fight, neither do you... this' evidently between Haz... if that is him, and whoever that is... ::frowns:: ((Haz doesn't have red energy... it's blue...))
<Bloodshadow> ::::::: is completly confused being new to the team and this country isn't sure what to do ::::::
<M3> ::tries to get Haz off of that guy pulling in as many directions as he can::
<MarvelGirl> Err... nothing think I'm just ::sneezes:: allergic to something?
<M1> ::does what M3 says, and charges at Hazard, using expskeleton as a battering ram::
<Flare> ::lands and walks stumbling towards them::Whaz going on?
<Mace> ACTION> CRAVE HAS NO EFFECT WITH NO BIOENERGY TO ABSORB FROM HAZARD
<Dragon> ((So. It isn't Hazard. ::mental sigh:: I wonder how long this has gone on...))
<Gargoyle> must i make that chalkboard scratching thing to stop ya?
<Crave> ::still holds onto Haz's neck anyways:: Somebody... me... conduit... I'll live... hopefully...
<MarvelGirl> C'mon guys... knock it off! ::tries to pry them apart with a force field blast in between them::
<Inferno> Crap..::Watches, frowning, feeling helpless::
<Dragon> ::pulls herself together from the backlash and stands up, eyes flaring orange::
<Sheeba> conduit....
<Mace> ACTION> NOTHING SEEMS TO BE MOVING HAZARD'S METAL BODY. DRAGON CAN SENDS SOME KIND OF TELEPATHIC LINK GOING FROM HAZARD TO CHANCE, STARTING TO TEAR CHANCE'S MIND APART
<Mace> Dammit! ::glares at Dragon:: You're a telepath, do something!
<Dragon> STOP!! ::tries to layer psi-shields around Chance's mind::
<Gargoyle> ::flies over to Hazard and Chance::
<Crave> Cryz> ::looks around, finding himself as usual with nothing that he can do::
<Sheeba> ::growls and pounces at haz, slashing hard::
<MarvelGirl> Stop it or I'll give you my cold!
<M1> ::punches at Hazard with all his strength::
<Flare> Lemme try...::walks up behind Hazard and lays his hands on his shoulders building up heat for a blast and releasing it into Haz::
<MarvelGirl> ::sneezes::
<Dragon> ::glares at Mace:: Get your kids out of the way!!
<Crave> Ack! ::lets go of Haz before he's slashed or burned::
<Gargoyle> ::grabs Hazards face and pushes::
<M3> ::grabs on to Haz's arm and starts to run at full speed to pull it away from chance::
<Mace> ::reaches out wit his telekinetic arm. surrounding Hazard and chance in a field, then exploding it outward, forcing everyone away from the two:: Get back!
<MarvelGirl> ahhh! ::tries to stay on her feet::
<Sheeba> woah!! ::is pushed away by the field::
<M1> ::flies back:: ahhhh!
<Crave> Ack! ::gets knocked back and tumbles a few feet::
<MarvelGirl> All you had to do was ask.. ::sneezes::
<Gargoyle> ahhh ::tries to fly up not to hit the ground::
<Dragon> ::immobile, concentrating fully on pushing the psionic energy into Chance's defenses::
<M3> ::gets knocked back from the field:: ahh
<Sheeba> aww come on, lemme carve out the guy's eyeballs!!
<Bloodshadow> :::::: feels the blast and is knocked back into the jets ramp and falls down onto it ::::::
<Gargoyle> ::flies back over to the jet and lands on it again making more scratch marks::
<MarvelGirl> So... what are we ::sneezes:: supposed to do? Sit and watch? ::concerned look on her face::
<Inferno> ::Knocked back a few feet, watching with his teeth gritted:: I guess so..unless we can come up with some kind of plan..
<M1> ::stands and watches the choas, listening to orders from Mace::
<Mace> ACTION> DRAGON FEELS THE ENERGY SHE'S SENDING GET DISTORTED SOMEHOW, BOTH MINDS INDISTINGUISHABLE TO HER BEFORE THE ENERGY BUILDS UP AND EXPLODES IN ALL THREE OF THEIR MINDS..WELL..FOUR MINDS I GUESS, BUT THREE BODIES
<MarvelGirl> ::grinds her teeth:: I'm going in.. ::rushes towards Drags, chance, and Haz::
<Dragon> ::grunts slightly, getting knocked backwards and falling to the ground::
<Flare> I think I'll just stay right here....::smiles::
<Crave> Cryz> ::reverts to flesh and moves over, catchin Drags in his arms::
<Mace> Hazard> ::eyes go vacant, dropping Chance's limp form before falling over himself, unconscious::
<MarvelGirl> Mace?! Chance?!
<Flare> Torrent>::growls and sends in a giant barrage of water trying to break the three up::((Best I can do...))
<Sheeba> ::glances at haz, chance, and drags:: wha?!?!?
<Flare> Torrent>::blinks and stops his barrage::
<MarvelGirl> Psionic backlash of some kind I think... this is beyond strange now..
<M1> ::stands perfectly still as other rush around him:: ((I have no idea...)
<M3> What just happened?
<Flare> Torrent>((Your best isn't good enough...You never been good enough.))::shakes his head::
<Mace> ::rushes over to Chance, checking his pulse, shooting a glare over at Hazard:: He's alive.. ::looks over at Dragon again:: What just happened?!
<Bloodshadow> ::::: stands up rubbing the back of his head were it hit the ramp to the jet :::::
<MarvelGirl> Good.. because I don't think Gargoyle wanted to give him mouth to mouth
<Crave> Cryz> ::looks worriedly down at Drags in his arms::
<Sheeba> this is freaky....::bites her lip::
<Dragon> ::half-conscious mumble:: don't... know
<Inferno> ::Heads over towards the fallen bodies:: Man..what WAS that..
<Gargoyle> umm no i thought you wanted to
<MarvelGirl> ...no.. Crave?
<Dragon> energy... distorted..
<Sheeba> ::mumbling:: frosty's never here when there's an emergency.......
<Crave> ::sits down after pushing himself up:: Just leave me out of this
<Flare> Maybe the tinman got mad and mistook Chance for the Wizard. Well, that's what happens when you don't have a brain...or is it heart. Oh well...this guy is special we can make an exception. ::flies around some more::
<Sheeba> ::raises an eyebrow at flare::
<MarvelGirl> ...I should bring them to Pier 4... I mean, Mr. Fantastic could look at them and maybe even help M1, and M3?
<MarvelGirl> What do you think, Mace?
<Mace> ::picks Chance up, glancing at Crave:: Crave.. take Chance inside for me? ::glances at MarvelGirl:: We don't need the FF.
<Inferno> Well..considering we don't know where Frosty is, maybe she's right..
<Crave> Cryz> ::gently sets Drags down on the ground::
<M3> ((help this doesnt look like much help right now))
<MarvelGirl> I'm going inside ::sneezes:: too
<Crave> ::looks to Mace:: Umm... inside where? ::looks at the ruins then heads over to Chance and picks him up::
<Flare> Torrent>::rushes over to Drags and checks her vitals::Are you with us?
<Bloodshadow> ::::: is really begining to regret taking the offer the FBI gave him, maybe life imprisonment would have been better then this :::::
<Dragon> ::groans and covers her eyes:: ((what've i done now..))
<MarvelGirl> I think there should be some room left in part of the dorm, Crave
<M1> ((help)) yes! help me, please... ::puts face in hands::
<Mace> ::points to the male dorm building and looks over at Dragon again:: Explanation.
<Sheeba> ::glances at M1::
<MarvelGirl> ::frowns:: ((The poor guy..))
<M3> ::tries to comfort M1:: its okay man
<Crave> ::mumbles darkly and carries Chance to the dorm building with some trouble:: ((Sure... give me all the crappy, packmule jobs...))
<M3> ::leads M1 to the dorm building:: Lets get you inside
<MarvelGirl> Maybe we should get moving before long... I mean if they're being followed staying here can't be safe
<Flare> ::flies over to the middle of the group::Are they going to be ok?
<M1> ::tries to over come all the new emotions he's feeling:: I'm..okay. I just want to go home, where ever that is...
<Inferno> ::Shrugs and heads inside, after the others:: ((Since I have no clue what's happening, and they've had more experience..I guess it's best to sit back and watch..))
<Dragon> ::sits up, head pounding, keeping her eyes closed::
<Bloodshadow> ::::: walks over to the other X-factor people :::::
<Flare> Torrent>::glares up at Flare::Like you even care.
<Dragon> explanation.. ::sighs:: ..right. um.. i.. have absolutely NO IDEA!
<MarvelGirl> ::goes inside::
<Crave> ::too busy muttering and struggling to carry Chance to even notice how he's carrying him::
<Sheeba> heh, this is great, a blown up building and a jet are gonna look just a tad conspicuous...
<Flare> Um yes I do....Your wrong. I just don't care if YOU are ok. ::chuckles::
<MarvelGirl> Shouldn't you be careful with him, Crave?
<M3> ::heads back out side and over to Drags::
<Dragon> Any.. idea about that kid's history? ::vague wave in Chance's direction::
<M3> You want me to get some stuff to hide the jet?
<M1> ::to the now entering MG:: you said you'd help me, right? You...can you go in my head?
<Inferno> ::Shrugs slightly:: Not really..
<Crave> ::looks to MG:: He'll get inside... just.. ::frowns:: may sleep for longer than he would've before...
<MarvelGirl> I'm not a telepath though... I mean.. if I had some equipment I might be able to help... but my dad is better at that stuff than me
<MarvelGirl> ::nods to Crave:: Okay
<M1> ::looks down:: a telepath. I need a telepath....
<MarvelGirl> ::sneezes::
<Mace> Hazard.. is not a telepath. So how did he just do that? ::still glaring::
<MarvelGirl> We'll get you one, okay?
<Dragon> ::looks at Mace:: ((wonder why a HFC arms dealer is running a school for mutant kids?))
<MarvelGirl> ::smiles:: Just have to trust us
<Dragon> I do not know. Who is the one he attacked?
<M1> okay ::kicks floor:: ((what're you doing? Stop acting like a scared kid! You're not trained to do that...))
<Crave> ::frowns and drops Chance on the couch in the dorm area, sighing:: ((My powers suck...)) ::slowly makes it back outside::
<Inferno> ::Glances at Drags:: What do we know about the tin guy's past?
<Sheeba> ::looks back at the mansion ruins, and kinda wonders what happened to that ned dude.....::
<M3> ::looks at drags:: I need to do something do you want me to scout the area?
<MarvelGirl> ::sits down by herself inside:: Just have to remain calm... and everything..
<M3> ::starts to tap his foot really nervouly and really fast::
<Sheeba> ::walks into the damaged dorm::
<Crave> Cryz> ::looks from Mace to Drags, frowning:: ((They know each other... or at least know of each other...))
<Mace> Chance, just a kid from Chicago. And you're not telling me everything. Where did that telepathic attack come from? ::points at Hazard again::
<Sheeba> ::looks around the dorm:: ned?? are you here??
<MarvelGirl> ::glances at Sheeba:: ...Ned..?
<Dragon> ::rubs her head, standing up:: I don't know. It appears that some..thing, or someone... else was involved.
<Mace> Ned> ::voice echoes through the building:: Yes?
<M1> ::stands looking out the window to all the others who're talking and yelling::
<Mace> ::glares at her:: Who?
<Crave> ::slumps down to the ground, looking up at the sky:: I should've never come here... ::quietly to himself::
<Dragon> If I knew, this wouldn't have happened. ::glances to her communicator:: Sophia? What's going down at base?
<Sheeba> ::to ned:: do you think you can contact frosty?
<Gargoyle> ::takes off and flies to the ground transforming into a human::
<Mace> Ned> Yes.. hold on... ::is quiet for a moment:: She is not answering. I will try again later on.
<MarvelGirl> There's someone here?? ::hops to her feet quickly::
<Sheeba> ::looks at mg:: ned's the computer dude...
<Dragon> SOPHIA> +com+ The agents left.. with everyone else. Where are you guys?
<MarvelGirl> ::slight smile:: computer, huh?
<MarvelGirl> Hello Ned
<Flare> Torrent>::looks over at Dragon::Why could you stop them psionically?
<Dragon> ::looks at Torrent blankly:: Huh?
<Flare> Torrent>Hazard and Chance....Well mainly Hazard. Why weren't you able to stop him?
<MarvelGirl> Sooo... how advanced are you exactly?
<Gargoyle> ::walks around the proporty::
<Mace> Ned> Advanced enough. No, you're not messing with me.
<Dragon> I don't know ::sighs and shakes her head:: There was something else.. powerful.
<Flare> Flare>::flies around some more::((What is with everyone being so down...?))
<MarvelGirl> Cool, computer with an ego ::blinks:: Mess with you..?
<MarvelGirl> I was just thinking I could help make things a lot faster for you ::smiles::
<Inferno> I think he means tinker, Val. ::Grins::
<Crave> ::frowns:: ((Where's Yvette?))
<MarvelGirl> I call it improving ::smiles::
<Flare> Torrent>::quirks a brow::It would have to be psionically powerful. So it couldn't of been Hazard....::hmms::OH! What about that guy that was involved with Hazard that we fought that one time?
<Crave> Cryz> ::frowns, sighing::
<Mace> Ned> I call it cruel and unusual torturing.
<MarvelGirl> c'mon Ned... I'll be gentle
<Dragon> ::blinks, looking at Torrent:: ...Syke.
<MarvelGirl> Fine fine fine... but wait until you're on sleep mode, mister..
<Mace> Ned> Wait until you are.
<M3> ::is looking around even more nervous then before:: (( Those agents are going to come after us))
<Inferno> ::Snickers:: Oh, this should be amusing to watch..
<Bloodshadow> ::::: looks over to M3 ::::: they'd have to find us first .....
<Inferno> So who's this Syke guy?
<MarvelGirl> ::glances at Inferno:: What's amusing?
<Mace> Syke? ::shakes his head:: I'll figure this out later. You said something about agents after you. What is going on, exactly?
<Gargoyle> ::walks toward the dorms::
<MarvelGirl> I'll just let you guys handle this for now...
<Flare> Torrent>::nods at Dragon::I can't shake the feeling he has something to do with this.
<Inferno> ::Grins at MG:: Just the idea of a prank war involving a sentient computer like Ned.
<Flare> Flare>::looks down at Torrent::I can't shake the feeling you worry to much.
<Dragon> ::staggers slightly over to Cryz:: The squadron kids are at the motel... ::sighs:: Need a computer to relay some information to you..
<MarvelGirl> Prank war? I only offered to help Ned process information a ton faster
<Dragon> ::looking at Mace while saying that, btw::
<MarvelGirl> He just has a major ego complection
<Crave> Cryz> ::quirks a brow:: I... think I'm lost...
<MarvelGirl> ::glances at the others::
<Mace> Ned> Like you don't? "Marvel" Girl
<Sheeba> yo, ned, keep on trying to reach frosty, we kinda got a situation........
<M3> Dragon, is there anything I can do?
<MarvelGirl> ::grins:: Well... that name definately fits my style
<Inferno> ::Smirks, listening to them banter back and forth:: That, and it's amusing to listen to you two.
<Mace> Ned can get the information from your systems.
<MarvelGirl> ::smiles:: I use to have a game system like him back home
<Dragon> ::arches an eyebrow:: Ned? ::shrugs:: +com+ Sophia, relay all pertinent information on Squadron M to.. Ned.
<M3> ::looks at dragon:: I need to do somethining
<Gargoyle> ::walks to his room::
<M1> still standing inside, watching others::
<Sheeba> ::kinda can't believe she's the only one that thought of ned::
<MarvelGirl> umm... Inferno... could you make that small fire yet?
<Mace> Ned> I.. would talk more but I have other things to do. ::waits for the information from Sophia::
<Crave> Cryz> ((And... again, my usefulness has expired)) ::sighs::
<MarvelGirl> ...can't believe my mom sent me to a school without a school. That's just twisted
<Crave> ::gets up and starts wandering around, walking into the jet::
<Dragon> SOPHIA> ::searching for the comp in question, not having anything to go on besides a name::
<Bloodshadow> ::::: looks over at marvelgirl at the mention of a fire ::::::
<MarvelGirl> I'm going to freeze myself to my armor if it keeps up like this ::frowns::
<Inferno> Hmm? Oh, sure. Uhm..::Glances around:: Seeing as how I might burn up the dorm, if I try and make an actual fire, the best I can actually do in hear, is increase my own body heat and radiate it outwards..::Shrugs slightly:: Guess my time here's been good for something, at least..::Increases the heat around him:: I don't have much of a radius, yet, tho', so you'll have to stay close.
<Sheeba> ::walks back outside::
<Dragon> ::looks at Mace:: In the meantime... we've got to head back to get those kids here ::tired yawn::
<MarvelGirl> ::stays close and smirks:: how convienant
<Crave> ::looks around inside the jet and glances to the pilot's seat::
<Inferno> ::Shrugs slightly and blushes::
<Dragon> ::looks around for Cryz::
<Mace> Hold on. You're not bringing the kids her just yet. ::walks towards one of the buildings, motioning for her to follow::
<Gargoyle> ::walks out of his room::
<Dragon> ::sighs and follows Mace::
<Crave> Cryz> ::standing off to the side::
<Sheeba> ::climbs up a tree and waits for something exciting to happen::
<M3> ::follows behind drags::
<MarvelGirl> Wait.. we're going?
<Crave> ::sits in the pilot's chair, grinning to himself:: ((Coooool...))
<Mace> Just Dragon. ::walks into the building::
<MarvelGirl> oh... right
<MarvelGirl> ::waits::
<M3> ::stops and just stands there::
<Dragon> SOPHIA> ::speakers blare to life in the jet:: Step AWAY from the pilot chair. I repeat. Step away from the pilot chair.
<Sheeba> ::begins carving little toothpicks out of the trunk of the tree with her claws::
<Dragon> ::follows Mace into the building::
<Crave> GAH! ::winces and slams his fists into the controls:: Shut up!
<Inferno> ::Crosses his arms, glancing around::
<Bloodshadow> ::::: looks around :::::: pardon m, but i dont soupose any one could spare a bit to drink?
<MarvelGirl> drink?
<MarvelGirl> Sorry
<MarvelGirl> ...didn't even bring a sweater..
<Dragon> SOPHIA> ::prim tone:: I've locked out dash controls, lucky for you. You would've just eliminated one of the few buildings you seem to have left.
<Sheeba> ::glances over at m3 in the distance:: hey, wanna toothpick??
<Gargoyle> ::looks at BS:: what do you want to drink?
<Mace> ::walks into a room, pretty far away from all the others and looks at the com on his watch:: What's taking so long getting the information from.. Sophia, Ned?
<M3> Sure ::walks over to Sheeba and takes a toothpick::
<Bloodshadow> water, soda .... beer .... any thing would do right now ....
<MarvelGirl> This isn't fair... I don't want to move now ::frowns::
<M3> Thanks
<Crave> ::sticks his tongue out at the controls:: If you've locked me out then you don't have anything to worry about me doing anything wrong, then? Just... let me sit here... I have nothing else to do, and the chair's comfortable.
<Mace> Ned> Umm.. uhhh.. lot of information.
<Sheeba> now we need some food, heh......::glances off toward the sky::
<Gargoyle> ok be right back:: goes back to his room::
<Dragon> SOPHIA> ::projects a picture of herself onto Mace's watch com thingie:: Hiiii!! ::grins and waves::
<Inferno> ::Smirks:: Doubt you'll find any beer, but there might be some sodas around here..::Glances at Marvel Girl and chuckles:: Sorry.
<M3> ::takes the tooth pick and moves it around on his hand faster and faster till it is just a blur::
<Mace> ::blinks and looks over at Dragon::
<MarvelGirl> s'ok... I can take a little cold ::moves towards the jet:: Crave... get your lil' butt out of there!
<Sheeba> ::raises an eyebrow:: that's gotta be a neat trick at parties
<M3> ::looks at sheeba::Wanna go look in the jet for food?
<Dragon> Sophia! ::blinks:: Wonder what's gotten into her.
<Gargoyle> ::walks back with two bottles of water:: catch ::throws one at BS::
<Crave> ::hmphs:: Lemme alone... ::frowns:: Go back to talking to flameboy.
<Bloodshadow> ::::: nods :::: been a long day ..... :::::pulls his vest shut and buttons it :::::
<M3> ::shrugs:: I dont remember going to any parties
<Sheeba> sure ::climbs down from the tree::
<MarvelGirl> Well, I'm just letting you know you can't have "dibs" on the jet... it's taken
<Bloodshadow> ::::: catches ;;;; :Thank you
<M1> ::sits on chair just inside dorm hall and waits::
<M3> ::leads sheeba toward the jet::
<MarvelGirl> ::blinks:: You didn't...break anything did you?
<Sheeba> ::follows m3::
<Inferno> ::Looks slightly dissapointed as she moves towards the jet, then shrugs and continues to wait::
<Mace> Just.. umm.. nevermind. ::turns his watch off and looks at Dragon again:: We need a plan, bringing them here won't solve anything.
<Gargoyle> no problem ::drinks his water::
<Crave> ::monotone voice:: Do you think I'm that immature to do that? ::frowns::
<Dragon> We've got to get the agents to give up... ::frowns::
<M3> ::enters the jet and begins to search for food:: o by the way what is your name? ::looks at sheeba::
<Bloodshadow> :::: unscrews the cap and takes a drink of watter and kneels down :::::
<Tempus> ::tk floats into the room that MG is in and looks at her::
<MarvelGirl> Okay... you're right... I'm sorry... but just ::blinks at Tempus:: oh... it's you..
<Sheeba> i'm Ashley.......but i go by Sheeba around here.
<Crave> ::looks at the controls:: Umm... Mrs... Jet? You can fly yourself, right?
<Tempus> {{::sarcasticaly:: ahh.. look is queen bimbo the almighty...and how are you your highness?}}
<M3> Maybe I should have a code name? what do you think of Cell u know like a battery cell?
<MarvelGirl> I'm just fine, Casper... and my name is Valeria
<Sheeba> ::shrugs:: i'm not that good with codenames...
<M1> ::taps his exoskeleton against the chair:: ((man, I'm so confused...first the Metal guy goes crazy, and everybody is out there talking and M3 seems to know something I don')
<Tempus> ::quirks an eyebrow looking around::
<M3> I think I like cell
<Tempus> {{where is everyone?}}
<M3> ::finds a candy bar and offers it to Sheeba:: Want it?
<Bloodshadow> :::::: reaches into his vest and pulls out a pack of camles, and lights one with a match ::::::
<Tempus> {{not that i Really need to ask that, but it's habit..}}
<Sheeba> sure, thanks......::breaks tha candy bar in half, takes one half, and hands the other half to m3::
<MarvelGirl> Riiight... and they're around... just lotta weird stuff going on..
<M3> ::takes the other half and munches contently:: Thanks
<MarvelGirl> ::shivvers:: Okay... I'm going to talk to Inferno again I think.. ::dashes back to what's left of the dorm::
<Crave> Cryz> ::glances around, seeing Drags talking to Mace inside then walks into the jet:: Sophia?
<Inferno> ::Yawns, glancing at his watch::
<Crave> ::jumps and gets out of the pilot's chair:: I didn't touch anything!
<Dragon> SOPHIA> Yes?
<Bloodshadow> :::: sits down and streaches taking another drink of water :::::
<Tempus> ::heads towards teh wrecked dorm:: {{interesting}}
<Sheeba> ::munches on her half of the candy bar, careful not to get any on her fur::
<M1> ::closes eyes and tries to remember anything::
<Crave> Cryz> ::chuckles:: We're going to go pick up the other M's. ::sits down in the pilot's chair::
<MarvelGirl> You just...noticed this? ::blinks::
<MarvelGirl> Hiya Inferno ::smiles:: Still warm?
<Syke> Mace> ::grins slightly:: I think I know what we can do about those agents. Where are the students, again?
<Tempus> {{no.. just didn't realize that so much was left intact}}
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