************AT ATTENTION*************
<Jrnystar> @@
<Gage> @@
<Hazard> @@
<Cryz> @@
**********SIM BRIEF***********
THE TEAM IS ON THE RUN FROM GOVERNMENT AGENTS, ON ACCOUNT OF FALSE CHARGES THAT HAVE BEEN BROUGHT AGAINST THEM.
************SIM START****************
SCENE> EVERYONE IS WALKING DOWN A 2-LANE HIGHWAY, FOREST ON EITHER SIDE, WITH NO END IN SIGHT. THEY'VE BEEN WALKING FOR AT LEAST AN HOUR OR TWO, AND THE SKY HAS CLOUDED OVER, SO IT'S STARTING TO DRIZZLE AND GET RATHER COLD. NOT A SINGLE VEHICLE HAS PASSED SINCE THEY STEPPED ONTO THE ROAD.
<Jrnystar> ::pulls his jacket closer:: i hate the rain..
<Cryz> ::looks up at the clouds:: ...which way are we going?
<Dragon> ::mutters and wipes wet hair out of her eyes:: That way ::points::
<Jrnystar> ::closes his eyes and psi scans for any people nearby::
<Hazard> ::walks down the street, not bothered by the rain or cold in his metal form, scratching the big dog on the head::
<Dragon> Dog> Wuf! ::bounds off after a bug or critter of some kind, returning in a minute, all mucky from the underbrush::
<Dragon> ACTION> EVERYONE'S COMLINKS EMIT A RATHER... DISTURBING SCREECH
<Cryz> ::glances at the dog then to Haz:: It already looks like him... ::chuckles:: ack!
<Jrnystar> agghhh! ::covers his ears::
<Dragon> SOPHIA> *bzzzrrrrt*--on't know wh--*squaarrrrk*--erfering with transmiss--*zrrpppt*
<Dragon> ::blinks:: +com+ Sophia?
<Hazard> ::plucks off his commlink and snaps it in half, then looks at the dog:: ...didja get the bug, boy?
<Dragon> ::taps her com:: +com+ Sophia... come in?
<Cryz> ::shifts to crystal, looking at Haz and then the dog, chuckling again::
<Dragon> ACTION> EVERYONE'S COMLINKS HAVE GONE DEAD, WITH NO SIGN OF SOPHIA.
<Jrnystar> ::frowns even more::
<Dragon> Great...
<Dragon> Dog> ::perks up his ears, whining slightly::
<Hazard> ::quirks an eyebrow and looks around:: What?
<Dragon> ACTION> THE DOG RUNS OFF INTO THE HEAVY UNDERBRUSH AGAIN, NOSE TO THE GROUND
********INTERLUDE START********
SCENE> A MAN SITS IN A ROOM LIT ONLY BY ROWS AND ROWS OF MONITORS, UPON WHICH IS DISPLAYED VARIOUS ANGLED VIEWS OF THE TEAM AS THEY WALK DOWN THE ROAD. A BLOND WOMAN STANDS IN THE DOORWAY, WATCHING THE SCREENS.
<Dragon> Man in Shadows> ::laughs softly to himself:: Plans do come together, Jennifer, they always do.
********INTERLUDE END********
********INTERLUDE #2 START********
SCENE> ABRAHM ERRICSON-LIDLER IS DRIVING ALONG A DESERTED HIGHWAY ON HIS WAY TO TORONTO
<Gage> ::smacks his radio:: work damn it!
<Dragon> ACTION> THE RADIO FUZZES
<Gage> ::sighs::this is gonna be a long trip ::flicks on his windsheild wiper::
<Dragon> ACTION> A LARGE DOG BOUNDS OUT IN FRONT OF HIS CAR, GIVING HIM JUST ENOUGH TIME TO STOP IF HE HITS THE BRAKES
<Gage> ::smacks the brakes with his foot:: Shit!
<Gage> ::tries to swerve::
<Dragon> Dog> ::stands there as the car screeches to a halt inches from his nose::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE CAR... LEAVES A LOT OF RUBBER ON THE ROAD, HEH
<Gage> ::grips the wheel very tightly, breathes very heavily:: oh jeeze.
<Dragon> Dog> ::stands there and watches him, not moving::
<Gage> ::steps out of the car, wistles:: here boy
<Gage> ((please don't be dead))
<Dragon> Dog> Wuf! ::looks back toward the bushes, wagging his tail, then looks at Gage questioningly::
<Gage> ::sighs:: thank god. ::appraoaches the dog::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE CAR'S ENGINE SPUTTERS AND DIES
<Gage> ::turns back:: (( Oh no)) ::runs to the car:: No! No! stupid piece of japanese crap!
<Dragon> ACTION> THE CAR... SITS THERE
<Gage> ::kicks the tire::
<Gage> ::tries to start the car:: c'mon baby. I din't mean it ::says a little prayer::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE IGNITION DOES NOT RESPOND
<Dragon> Dog> ::puts his paws up on the window, barking a few times::
<Gage> ::bangs his head on the horn, looks at the dog:: Can I help you? ::steps out of the car again::
<Dragon> Dog> ::wags his tail and grabs Abrahm's sleeve in his jaws lightly, pulling him away from the car::
<Gage> ::reluctantly follows:: I should puch the car off the road first...
<Dragon> Dog> ::pulls him towards a faint path through the woods::
********INTERLUDE #2 END********
********SIM RESUME********
SCENE> THE HIGHWAY THEY'RE FOLLOWING COMES TO A CURVE, AND A DIRT ROAD SPLITS OFF TO THE LEFT, DISAPPEARING AMONGST THE TREES.
<Jrnystar> ::mumbles some obsenities in latin::
<Dragon> ACTION> THEY HEAR A DEEP BARK FROM THE FOREST
<Cryz> Haz, your dog...
<Hazard> ::stops and glances in the direction of the bark:: So that's where he went off to.
<Jrnystar> haz i think your dog needs help finding a tree
<Dragon> ACTION> THE DOG RETURNS THROUGH THE BRUSH, PULLING A MAN ALONG BEHIND HIM AND LOOKING QUITE PROUD OF HIMSELF
<Gage> ::really confused, still following dog, talking to himself:: what lassie? you say timmy fell off a cliff and broke his neck? Oh dear, let me grab some rubbing alcohol...
<Hazard> ::raised eyebrows:: And he found a bigger bug this time.
<Cryz> ::blinks at the Dog:: Who gets to clean it then cook it on a spit?
<Dragon> Dog> ::lets go of Abrahm's arm:: Wuf!
<Jrnystar> ::points at drags::
<Gage> ::looks up:: Oh hello.
<Jrnystar> ugh.. hi
<Dragon> ::eyes the dog:: Uh... We didn't train him to do that.
<Hazard> ::kneels down in front of the dog and scratches him behind the ears::
<Gage> ::still confused:: you don't happen to live around here do you?
<Cryz> Who gets to scratch the man behind the ears?
<Gage> ::notices Haz in metal form:: um, Aplha flight?
<Dragon> ::glances down at her image inducer just to make sure it's still working, then extends a hand to the stranger:: Hi... sorry about that. I'm not sure what you're supposed to say to a guy who's followed a dog through the woods for who knows how far...
<Cryz> Wait, wait... I know what to do... ::walks towards the man, in crystal form:: We are not mutants, we do not know the man that tried to kill the President. Don't worry.
<Hazard> Yep. That's us. ::stands back up:: You don't happen to have a car around here, do you?
<Jrnystar> ::quickly scans the mans mind to make sure that he's friendly::
<Dragon> ::sighs and puts a hand to her forehead::
<Gage> ::lost:: Um, car? Yes I have car. Does it work? No ::smiles:: Do you?
<Dragon> We.. have a jet. Had a jet.
<Dragon> It doesn't work either. ::grumbles::
<Jrnystar> HAD, H-A-D. HAD being the operative word
<Cryz> No, answer the right question... yes, we work. Do you have food?
<Hazard> Where's the non working car? Might be able to fix it.
<Dragon> Dog> ::standing in the middle of everyone, barks, achieving considerable volume::
<Gage> ::points to the path and chuckles at Cryz's comment, still lost:: back there
<Jrnystar> ::glares at the dog:: now what? you gonna bring us a car?
<Gage> So, you are Alpha Flight?
<Cryz> Go get it, go get the car, boy.
<Jrnystar> no we're not alpha flight
<Dragon> Dog> ::walks over to Haz and jumps up, putting his paws on Haz's shoulders, and slobbering all over his face::
<Gage> ::to Cryz:: you talking to me?
<Jrnystar> the dog probably saw the way haz goes after women, and decided he wanted to try it.. that's probably where he learned it
<Hazard> Ech.. ::pats the dog on the head and pushes him back down:: Down, boy. Yeah, we're Alpha Flight.. and by Canadian.. somethignorother.. gonna go take you car. ::looks down at the dog:: Wanna go for a ride?
<Cryz> ::blinks:: I was talking to the dog... but if you want to get the car... then go ahead
<Dragon> We're something like Alpha Flight. Not quite though.
<Gage> Something? Which would make you....?
<Dragon> ...Tourists.
<Jrnystar> ::looks at drags:: yeah.. tourists. very LOST and WET tourists
<Cryz> Wait... ::turns to Drags:: we have to at least be convincing... ::looks back to Gage:: We need to borrow your car, eh. Don't ask what it's aboot, but just picture we're helping people get to a hockey game.
<Hazard> Alpha Walk.. as we obviously don't fly anymore.
<Dragon> Dog> ::headbutts Jrnystar from behind, pushing him toward the dirt road::
<Jrnystar> ::sneezes and accidentally lets loose a barrage of stars around him::
<Jrnystar> alright.. alright.. i'm going..
<Dragon> ...Mutant tourists. I hope that doesn't bother you.
<Jrnystar> ::walks down the dirt road::
<Jrnystar> what am i looking at?
<Dragon> ::looks at Jrny and the dog:: I guess that decides which road we take, anyway..
<Gage> ::eyes wide:: Mutants? ::looks up and down, and all around:: You didn't bring any of those sentinal guys with you, did you?
<Dragon> ::follows:: Nope. Really don't care for them, myself.
<Jrnystar> nah. too hard to get dates with them around
<Hazard> Left it in the jet. ::walks down the dirt road, stuffing his hands in his pockets::
<Gage> ::sighs, yet again:: thank god. I had one those guys on my tail for the longest...
<Jrnystar> wha..??
<Dragon> ::arches an eyebrow:: Really..
<Jrnystar> ::looks at gage:: say that again?
<Cryz> ::follows Haz:: Hey... how could he not believe me? I used eh and aboot and everything...
<Jrnystar> ::to the team:: {{cryz.. you've been watching way too much south park}}
<Dragon> Does that make you a mutant, or just someone who got real unlucky?
<Gage> ::stops mid sentance:: Um, heh, well. ::powers up, turning all red with an aura about him:: see?
<Dragon> I'll guess the former.
<Jrnystar> how far away is the nearest town?
<Dragon> I'd offer you a place on the team... but... there isn't really a team anymore. And I doubt you really want to be chased by a bunch of pissed off US Feds.
<Cryz> ::looks to Drags:: Not to mention that he'd be hounded by INS
<Dragon> Dog> Wuf! ::impatiently panting as he stands ahead of them further up the dirt road, near a gate::
<Jrnystar> ::to dog:: FINE! we're coming mr. impatient..
<Hazard> ::keeps walking down the dirt/mud road, looking around past the gate:: Well what's this? ::tries to force the gate open::
<Gage> ::powers down:: Feds. Don't get me started. ::Pulls out his FBI badge::
<Jrnystar> ::follows the dog::
<Jrnystar> ::jaw drops::
<Dragon> Ehh... ::blushes a little:: Nothing personal.
<Dragon> I have one of those too... but I doubt it means much now.
<Gage> Don't worry. I'm kinda...on hiatus from the goernment. That whole Zero Tolernace stuff
<Cryz> ::looks at Gage:: Hey, I have cousins who got those from Lucky Charms boxes
<Jrnystar> i do too.. but same as drags..
<Jrnystar> ::looks past the gate::
<Cryz> Hah... I've got you three beat... ::rummages into his pocket and takes out a SHIELD card that evidently isn't his::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE GATE IS LIKE A CHAINLINK FENCE TYPE GATE, AND THE HIGH FENCE CONTINUES ON TO EITHER SIDE OF THE ROAD
<Gage> ::smiles:: Well, seeing as how we're all on ein the same, mind if tag along?
<Hazard> ::pats the dog on the head again and slips through the gate, looking around::
<Jrnystar> ::looks at the card:: um.. haz.. since when did you become female?
<Dragon> ACTION> SECURITY CAMERAS SWIVEL TO FOCUS ON HAZ
<Jrnystar> ::looks at the camera:: um... guys.. GUYS!
<Hazard> I don't ask about your weekends, don't ask about mine. ::glances at the cameras and ignores them, looking around for somethign else::
<Dragon> ::looks at Cryz:: Just whose card is that? ::looks over at Jrny:: What?
<Jrnystar> ::points at the camera::
<Jrnystar> do we really want to be on tape?
<Gage> ::follows others up to the gate::
<Cryz> ::looks at Drags then shrugs:: I have a nifty SHIELD badge, too... and it's real. Picked it off some SHIELD agent attacking me when I was on X-Force.
<Dragon> ACTION> THE CAMERAS TRAIN ON THE TEAM, ONE STAYING ON HAZARD, WHO REALLY DOESN'T FIND ANYTHING ELSE INTERESTING EXCEPT DIRT AND PINE NEEDLES AND STUFF
<Cryz> ::walks through the gate after Haz::
<Hazard> Great.. ::looks back at the camera focusing on him, looking for a wire coming off of it he can follow::
<Dragon> ::walks through the gate as well:: I suppose we should go see if we can't get some help..
<Jrnystar> the only thing cool i have is my world citizen's card..
<Dragon> Dog> ::runs off up the lane, disappearing around a bend in the trees::
<Jrnystar> ::mumbles:: someone needs to get that dog prozac
<Dragon> ACTION> THE WIRES FROM THE CAMERA SINK INTO AN UNDERGROUND CABLE OR SOMETHING
<Hazard> Damn.. ::follows after the dog::
<Dragon> ::continues up the lane::
<Gage> ::quietly follows the others along::
<Cryz> ::follows after everybody:: I keep expecting to see lawn gnomes or pink flamingos or something...
<Dragon> ::mutters something about yard butts::
<Dragon> ACTION> AROUND THE BEND, A LOW BUILDING COMES INTO VIEW... IT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE ANY SORT OF PERSONAL RESIDENCE, MORE LIKE A MILITARY INSTALLATION OR SOMETHING
<Gage> ::hums the candian national Anthem:: oh canada...
<Jrnystar> ::looks at the building::
<Cryz> Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree...
<Dragon> ::stops, eyes narrowing slightly:: Oh, great... of all the places to run into..
<Jrnystar> ::looks at drags::
<Gage> ::stops behind Drags:: Heh. Deja Vu, eh?
<Dragon> Well.. I suppose they already know we're here. If we're lucky, they just won't know who we are.
<Cryz> ::blinks, looking to Drags:: You've been here before, I take it?
<Dragon> No... but do we really want to run into the military sort?
<Hazard> heh.. :;heads for the building, keeping at eye out for any... rocket launchers::
<Gage> ::chcuckles:: Maybe you ask them for jobs...X-Flight....
<Jrnystar> ::shakes his head:: um.. haz.. cryz.. maybe the two of you should get a bit.. more.. normal
<Dragon> Although the feds probably haven't spoken to the Canadian government, they're probably trying to keep it as little known as possible...
<Dragon> ACTION> THE DOG RUNS UP TO A SMALL DOOR AND SCRATCHES AT IT
<Hazard> Cameras picked us up before we came here, won't matter. ::walks up to the door and tries to open it::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE DOOR IS LOCKED
<Cryz> ::stops at the door behind Haz:: Wreckingball time it'd seem
<Jrnystar> um..guys..?
<Dragon> ACTION> THE KNOB RATTLES, THEN IT SWINGS OPEN, AND THE DOG PUSHES ITS WAY INSIDE PAST A BLONDE WOMAN WHO LOOKS AT THEM CONFUSEDLY
<Dragon> Woman> Can I help you?
<Cryz> ::looks at the blonde woman:: I'm following him ::points to Haz:: who's following... him? ::points to the dog::
<Dragon> ::mutters:: You don't have to break down every door you come to..
<Gage> ::follows the others lead and powers up:: when in Rome...
<Jrnystar> ::scans the womans mind::
<Dragon> Woman> ::glances back at the dog, then shrugs, opening the door further, revealing the lab coat type outfit she's wearing, and motions for them to come in::
<Dragon> ((Research base?)) ::steps inside::
<Cryz> ::blinks at the woman:: Anybody else getting freaked out by this? ::shrugs then walks in::
<Jrnystar> ::walks into the building, ready to teleport the team out if need be::
<Jrnystar> ::nods::
<Gage> ::follows behind the others:: as I said, when in Rome
<Dragon> ACTION> JRNY SENSES NOTHING IN PARTICULAR ABOUT THE WOMAN'S MIND
<Hazard> Hello we're from the Shiny Jewelery Company. We come door to door to sell our merchandise. As you can plainly see, I am sporting one of the many metals we manufacture out rings from, I also come in gold. And my friend here ::motions to Cryz:: Sports one of our vast amount of jewels.. I'll admit he is rather cheap but our emerald guy came down with the flu. ::walks in:: Thanks.
<Jrnystar> ::rolls his eyes::
<Jrnystar> ::to drags:: {{remind me to remind you never to let haz think up disguises}}
<Dragon> Woman> ::pays little attention to them, walking down a dimly lit hallway, into another even more shadowed room, where a lot of consoles and screens and such are::
<Jrnystar> ::follows woman:: so what is this place?
<Cryz> ::glances at Haz then snickers::
<Dragon> Dog> ::returns to Haz's side, bumping against his knees and almost tripping him up a few times::
<Dragon> ACTION> IN THE ROOM, A MAN SITTING IN A CHAIR IN FRONT OF ONE OF THE CONSOLES STANDS UP AND TURNS TO GREET THEM
<Gage> ::grumbles:: Computers...don't trust 'em...
<Hazard> Ack, hey.. ::pets the dog a little:: Watch it..
<Dragon> Man> Good evening. I see you found your way here.
<Jrnystar> ::odd glance at drags::
<Dragon> ::wary look around::
<Gage> ::turns to others:: You all had an appoinment?
<Cryz> ::blinks at the man, whispering the Twilight Zone theme quietly to himself::
<Jrnystar> my manicure wasn't until 8
<Dragon> Man> ::smiles, flashing white teeth at them:: I've been expecting you, nevertheless
<Jrnystar> oh really? and why is that?
<Hazard> Yes, we almost got lost on the thin dirt road line with a dense forest that only goes one way which is straight to here. ::edges away from the others, not wanting to be so close to the group if something happens::
<Dragon> Dog> ::lowers his tail, cringing back around Hazard's legs::
<Dragon> Man> I have need of your assistance. I think you'll agree.
<Jrnystar> ::tries to discretely scan the mans mind::
<Jrnystar> oh? why's that?
<Cryz> ::eyes the man:: Who is your dental hygenist? I bet those chompers blind in a black light...
<Dragon> ACTION> JRNY CAN'T GET PAST THE MAN'S FORMIDABLE SHIELDS
<Hazard> I'll agree that you need many types of help. ::nods, resting a hand on the dog's back::
<Jrnystar> first off.. mind explaning who the hell you are?
<Gage> ((I don't like the way this sounds)) ::eyes the man::
<Dragon> Woman> ::closes the door to the hall they came in through::
<Dragon> Man> I am a scientist, what else?
<Jrnystar> ::to drags:: {{damnit.. his shields are too strong.. can't get a reading on him}}
<Cryz> ::looks back:: Uh oh, they're a freaky couple who's into trapping strangers and having their way with them until they kill them then eat them, I bet.
<Dragon> {{Same here... his mind gives me the creeps}}
<Gage> God help us. A scientist!
<Jrnystar> ::scarcastically:: oh as if that wasn't at all obvious. then i take it i should call you mr. scientist
<Dragon> Dog> ::growls at the man::
<Hazard> What else? Well we already passed the conversation about the freaky things people are on the weekends, so let's not get us back on that. ::glances down at the dog, scratching behind its ears::
<Dragon> Man> It matters none what you call me. ::taps at his console, paying little attention to them::
<Hazard> So I can call you Betty?
<Gage> ::to Drags:: we forgot to leave a trail of bread crumbs Back home, Gretle
<Jrnystar> ::looks at drags:: {{if needbe i can 'port us out of here in a second}}
<Dragon> Dog> ::whines and scratches at the wall::
<Cryz> Betty? Samantha sounds better.
<Jrnystar> okay dr. freakenstien. mind cutting the crap and games and tell us why you need our help?
<Hazard> He looks like a Betty though. It's the cheekbones.
<Cryz> ::tilts his head to the side, looking at the man then nods::
<Jrnystar> otherwise we've all got better things to do besides stand around here
<Dragon> Woman> ::scowls at them slightly::
<Jrnystar> ::scowls back::
<Dragon> Man> Jennifer dear, why don't you give them those copies I asked for?
<Cryz> Copies? Uh oh... we're going to be collated to death!
<Dragon> Jennifer> ::walks over to a desk and picks up several bunches of papers stapled together, giving each of them one::
<Jrnystar> ::looks at the papers reading them::
<Gage> ::wsipers to others as he points to the woman:: teachers pet
<Cryz> ::looks at the papers:: What's this?
<Hazard> ::flips through the papers quickly:: Ooh.. Ahhh.. Eee.. Uhh.. Ick.. I did not need to see the photocopies of your ass
<Dragon> ACTION> THE PAPERS SEEM TO BE SOME SORT OF RELEASE FORM FOR THE USE OF THEIR GENETIC MATERIAL TO FURTHER SOMETHING THAT IS RATHER HARD TO FIGURE OUT, BECAUSE IT'S BEEN SO JUMBLED UP IN LEGALESE
<Jrnystar> ::drops the papers and starts laughing::
<Jrnystar> like hell
<Dragon> Man> ::smiles again, politely:: You may sign on the last page.
<Gage> ::eyes wide:: my genetic material? So this is a sperm bank?
<Dragon> Dog> ::noses at the papers Jrnystar dropped, then growls at the man again::
<Dragon> Man> No. I only take small samples of your DNA.
<Hazard> Um.. I don't have a pen
<Cryz> Hey, I only intend on having my sperm go into one woman I don't... ::stops::
<Jrnystar> ::points to the man:: lassie sick balls!!
<Dragon> Jennifer> ::hands Hazard a pen::
<Hazard> Thanks, babe.. umm.. ::looks around:: I need a table or something to write on..
<Dragon> Dog> ::aggrieved look at Jrny, then looks back at the man, growling louder and stepping between him and the group::
<Dragon> Jennifer> ::eye twitch, points to the large desk::
<Jrnystar> ::to drags:: {{i think that's our cue to leave..}}
<Dragon> Man> ::glances down at the dog:: No.
<Cryz> Scientist... genetic material... ::thinks back:: Hmm... I bet he's like some wannabe of that one guy I read about at the mansion... Spinster or something
<Hazard> ::smirks at Jennifer:: Can I get a chair too? I've been having problems with my back.
<Dragon> Dog> ::whines slightly, then growls again::
<Dragon> Jennifer> ::just glares at Hazard::
<Cryz> Oh... no... what's this? ::rips the papers in half:: Sorry... it slipped, Mr. Wannabe Spinster.
<Dragon> Man> ::sighs:: I have a schedule, and you are nearing the end of the time I can spare for this.
<Gage> I'll really need to go over this with my lawyer first. Can I use your phone?
<Jrnystar> good.. cause your anwser is NOOO!
<Dragon> ACTION> THE MAN TURNS BACK TO HIS CONSOLE, PRESSING A FEW BUTTONS. THE DOG COLLAPSES LIKE A PUPPET WITH ITS STRINGS CUT.
<Jrnystar> HEY!
<Dragon> Man> Now that that distraction has been taken care of… Jennifer dear, why don't you show them to a more appropriate parlour where they can peruse the paperwork at their leisure?
<Jrnystar> ::bends down to check the dog::
<Cryz> Ack! ::takes a step away from Haz::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE DOG DOESN'T MOVE OR BREATH OR ANYTHING
<Gage> ::stands still:: What just happened here?
<Jrnystar> ::to the team:: {{guys.. can we go? please? }}
<Hazard> Okay okay.. I can suffer it. ::leans over the table and signs it "kiss my shiny metal ass along with this..", then spins around and throws the desk at the man::
<Dragon> Man> ::raises a hand, and the desk is struck by some sort of blast and falls to the ground, narrowly missing the dog::
<Jrnystar> ::grabs the dog and tries to teleport him to safety::
<Cryz> ::moves towards the man:: Spinster? Nah, you're too good looking.
<Gage> ::joins the fun, sneds an ionic blast at the doctor:: How about you show us the DOOR!
<Dragon> Jennifer> ::presses a button on the wall and another door hisses open, to a better lit hallway::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE ROOM APPEARS TO BE SHIELDED, AND JRNY'S PORT FAILS
<Hazard> I'll have you know that.. that was your desk. ::smirks, glaring at the same time::
<Jrnystar> shit..
<Jrnystar> ::looks panicky at drags:: {{i can't port out!}}
<Dragon> Man> ::eyes glow red slightly:: I would advise you follow my instructions at this time.
<Gage> ::noticing hius blast is blocked:: Um, this just went from bad...to really really shitty
<Jrnystar> ::looks at drags:: {{well oh fearless leader?}}
<Dragon> ::swallows, looking around:: {{to team: Let's... do what he says for the meantime. I'm not sure we have an option.}}
<Dragon> ::steps out into the hallway, after Jennifer:: C'mon guys... we'll have a better look at these forms out here.
<Cryz> There's always an option ::heads towards Jennifer::
<Jrnystar> ::follows the others picking up the dog::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE ROOM SHE LEADS THEM TO IS A NICELY FURNISHED SITTING ROOM, WITH A VICTORIAN FEEL TO IT. DIPLOMAS AND CERTIFICATES LINE THE WALLS, AS WELL AS SOME NICE VAN GOGH AND REMBRANDT.
<Gage> ::huffs and then starts down the hallway:: Is the usual way things go with you guys?
<Jrnystar> nah. usually worse
<Dragon> ACTION> THE DOG IS REMARKABLY HEAVY IN JRNY'S ARMS, BUT HE MANAGES TO CARRY IT
<Gage> well, that's a relief ::smiles;:
<Jrnystar> haz.. mind helping me with your pooch?
<Jrnystar> remember i'm not superstrong like you.
<Cryz> ::looks around at the walls then picks up a chair and throws it at Jennifer's legs::
<Jrnystar> i only make cool little flashy stars, get into peoples heads and am a mutant taxi service
<Dragon> ::glances around at some of the diplomas::
<Hazard> ::walks past Jrny, taking the dog from him:: Or a lot of things. ::walks into the room, setting the door down on a couch or something::
<Dragon> Jennifer> ::jumps, avoiding the chair, and... sticking to the ceiling rather like Spider-Man, and glares at Cryz:: Don't do that again. I'd have killed you, but I was told to be nice.
<Dragon> Jennifer> ::heads back down the hallway, shutting the door behind her, still on the ceiling::
<Cryz> ::looks up at Jennifer:: Ahh, so that's why we're here... the dog smelled that bug.
<Jrnystar> yeah cryz. you don't wanna piss ms. bitch-thang off
<Hazard> ::stands in front of one of the certificates, tapping on the glass of the frame until it cracks::
<Jrnystar> hey haz.. point to the wall.. instant door?
<Dragon> ACTION> THE CERTIFICATE IS MADE OUT TO A DR NATHANIEL ESSEX, PH D
<Jrnystar> Essex?
<Dragon> ACTION> AS ARE ALL THE OTHER DIPLOMAS AND CERTIFICATES ON THE WALL
<Dragon> ::mutters:: Ohhh crap.
<Jrnystar> why does that name sound familiar..
<Cryz> ::blinks:: Spinster!
<Dragon> ::sits down on the couch next to the dog:: Sinister...
<Jrnystar> oh god..
<Jrnystar> we gotta get out of here
<Cryz> Err, yeah, Sinister.
<Hazard> ::ignores the name, not having any meaning to him:: Only if I can use you as a battering ram. ::pulls out the longest of the glass shards from the frame after cracking it::
<Dragon> ::puts her head in her hands::
<Gage> ::sits and reads:: What does "peremptory" mean ::looks up:: Who is Sinister?
<Jrnystar> ::pulls something out of his pocket:: this might just come in handy..
<Jrnystar> ::flashes drags his bio-dampner::
<Hazard> ::slips the glass shard into the back of his belt, along with the pen he kept, and lets his leather vest hang over it::
<Dragon> ::looks blankly at the biodampener::
<Jrnystar> sinister is a major overpowered bad guy. only one persons been able to defeat him. that i know of
<Dragon> ACTION> SINISTER'S VOICE COMES ON OVER A SOUND SYSTEM OF SOME KIND
<Gage> ::powers down for the meantime::
<Cryz> ::looks around, still in crystal form::
<Dragon> Sinister> I would advise you sign those. Whether you do or not, will hardly have any effect on what I plan for you, but I am more inclined to reward those who cooperate with me.
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