******AT ATTENTION******
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**********SIM BRIEF***********
X-FACTOR HAS REACHED THEIR NEW BASE, WHICH WAS INHABITED BY FRIENDLY COWS, NOT-SO-FRIENDLY PUNKS, AND A STRANGE TECHNOORGANIC FELLOW WITHOUT MUCH IDEA OF WHO HE IS. DRAGON IS STILL IN A COMA IN THE MEDLAB.

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SCENE> THE BASE. EVERYONE'S BEEN WORKING MOST OF THE DAY TO CLEAN OUT SOME OF THE JUNK THE PUNKS LEFT, AND MAKE THE PLACE LIVABLE. IT'S NOW ABOUT 7 OR SO PM.
<Eve> ::still working because she has nothing else better to do::
<Hazard> ::still inside the little armory on his bike, basically stealing guns and such::
<Cryz> ::sits besides the medbed Drags' comatose on::
<Dragon> Victor> ::stands silently watching Hazard::
<Eve> ::moving heavy objects around::
<Dragon> ACTION> CRYZ NOTICES THE STEADY BEEP OF THE MONITORING EQUIPMENT OVER DRAGON HAS CHANGED ITS PATTERN SLIGHTLY
<Hazard> ::ignoring Victor for the most part, glances up:: Sophia?
<Dragon> Sophia> ::voice only, in the armory:: Yes?
<Cryz> ::looks at the machine thingy then at Drags with a hopeful look on his face::
<Hazard> You said you drove my bike here by remote, right? ::rests his hands on the cover to the little computer console on the bike::
<Dragon> Sophia> Affirmative
<Eve> ::keeps working not seemingly affected by it::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE SCANNERS AND ELECTRODES AND SUCH ATTACHED TO DRAGON SUDDENLY START TO SMOKE
<Hazard> Okay. ::pops off the cover, reaching in and damaging the receiver circuitry to his bike::
<Dragon> Sophia> ...That was immature. ::electronic huff::
<Cryz> ::eyes dart around then pulls the electrodes off of her::
<Dragon> ::twitches slightly, then opens her eyes, pushing herself to a sitting position:: ...ngh...
<Hazard> ::glances back at Victor:: Damnit, what?
<Eve> ::walks into the medlab::
<Cryz> ::holds Drags close:: Hon?
<Eve> I shall leave you two alone.. ::walks away from the medlab::
<Dragon> ::disoriented look:: wh... where are we?
<Dragon> Victor> ::stares silently at Hazard, blinking once::
<Cryz> I think it's our new base... I think
<Hazard> Need to find a kennel for you.
<Eve> ::walks until she see's Hazard and Victor::
<Dragon> Victor> ::tilts his head slightly:: Hello Eve
<Hazard> ..Oh you talk to her. If you're so friendly with her, bug her and leave me alone. ::drops some guns into the compartments of his bike::
<Dragon> ::coughs and wipes her face slightly:: I feel like hell warmed over... ::squirms her legs off the medbed and stands up, a bit shakily::
<Eve> ::blinks::
<Dragon> Victor> ::still staring at Hazard, abruptly ripples and vanishes from view::
<Eve> ::quietly:: perhaps you should be nicer to him.
<Cryz> ::helps Drags:: Do you or we have a room?
<Hazard> Hold on a minute. ::kicks some bits of wood from one of the crates into a pile, and blasts with one of the smaller weapons to catch it on fire::
<Dragon> ::somewhere between a laugh and a cough:: Like I know. Didn't you look around at all?
<Eve> ::doesn't even flinch::
<Dragon> ACTION> AS SOON AS THE FIRE STARTS UP, A SPRINKLER DIRECTLY OVERHEAD TURNS ON AND DRENCHES HAZARD AND HIS FIRE THOROUGHLY
<Eve> ::turns around and walks away::
<Cryz> Nope... pretty much spent the time here
<Hazard> ::looks around as the sprinklers come on for victor's silhouette::
<Dragon> Sophia> Open flame inside the building is discouraged.
<Dragon> ACTION> HAZARD SEES NO SILHOUETTES
<Hazard> Alright, he's gone. ::looks back at Eve;; And I see no reason to be nice to him.
<Dragon> Ah... ::squeezes Cryz's hand slightly, walking out of the medlab:: So... what happened? How'd I end up in the medlab?
<Hazard> ..okay fine, leave. ::goes back to grabbing a few more guns::
<Cryz> ::walks with Drags:: I don't know... I just showed up at the parking ramp and you were knocked out
<Eve> ::stops and turns around:: Why are you so hostile towards everybody?
<Dragon> Parking ramp? ::confused look::
<Hazard> ::quirks an eyebrow:: Says the chick with the heavily armed battle suit.
<Eve> ::just stares at him::
<Hazard> Well I thought it was funny at least. ::closes the compartmentson his bike::
<Cryz> A.. parking ramp fell on you... at least it looked like a parking ramp
<Cryz> It's hard to tell from rubble
<Eve> Getting wet is humorous?
<Dragon> ::odd look:: I don't remember that. ::stretches her arms, then sighs:: I am incredibly hungry though
<Hazard> That's not what I meant. But in some cases, it is. ::starts up his bike::
<Eve> ::blinks::
<Cryz> I think there's a kitchen somewhere around here...
<Dragon> ::looks around:: Well, let's find it
<Eve> You shouldn't leave.
<Cryz> Okay... Sophia... where are you, shareware woman?
<Dragon> Sophia> I am not shareware, glassass
<Eve> If there were a situation, having you gone would complicate matters.
<Dragon> ::blinks::
<Hazard> The only situation I care about at the moment is handling the team that replace X-Factor, and getting my genes put back in order.
<Cryz> Then how come the other base had you, the jet had you, now this base has you... are you some sorta computer software floozy?
<Dragon> Sophia> ::tone becomes distinctly frostier:: I am capable of transferring the majority of my... "consciousness", i suppose you would term it, from one network to another
<Gage> ::explores the living quarters section of the base::
<Gage> ::yells down a dark hallway:: Hello?
<Cryz> Where's the kitchen, then? As long as we've made it clear that you're faithful to us
<Jrnystar> ::appears in a burst of stars behind Sophia::
<Gage> ::looks around:: Hey Sophia, hows about some lighting?
<Dragon> ACTION> THE LIGHTS AROUND GAGE COME ON
<Jrnystar> ::walks over to the bases' computer mainframe and tries to access it::
<Dragon> Sophia> ::to Cryz:: The kitchen is the third door to the left from where you are right now
<Dragon> ACTION> THE MAINFRAME COMES ON
<Eve> ::blinks at Haz and then leaves::
<Gage> ::see's all the cob-web's along the walls:: Yeah, that's much better.
<Jrnystar> ::looks around for any interesting files that may be of use::
<Cryz> Thank you Sophia, it's glad to know somebody as strong as you is on our side ::walks with Drags to the third door to the left::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE MAINFRAME RUNS EXTREMELY SLOWLY, FREEZING UP REPEATEDLY, THEN BEEPS A FEW TIMES AT JRNY
<Hazard> Hey, Sophia. Where's the.. war room or briefing room or whatever the hell it's called in this place?
<Jrnystar> ::growls at the mainframe:: +Com+ Sophia, please run a level one diagnostic on the mainframe and network. i want to gather as much information that may be useful to us
<Eve> ::sneaks up behind Jrnystar:: Need assistance, Jrnystar?
<Dragon> Sophia> ::to Jrnystar:: The mainframe of this base does not currently have enough space available for me to house my own sub-programs and run the mainframe at the same time.
<Jrnystar> ::smiles at eve and taps his head:: it doesn't work when i can sense your presence..
<Eve> I could cloak myself.
<Hazard> ::groans:: Soooophia?
<Jrnystar> ::mutters:: of this base... OH!!!
<Gage> ::head back towards Jrny and Eve::
<Jrnystar> ::teleports himself into the jet and grabs the mainframe and teleports back::
<Dragon> Sophia> ::to Hazard:: North a ways. Then go left. ::sounds rather as if she were smirking::
<Hazard> ::skids around on his bike, then speeds out of the armory, following her directions::
<Jrnystar> ::attempts to hook up the secondary mainfraim and bring it online::
<Eve> ::just stands there and stares at the monitor::
<Dragon> ACTION> SHARP BLADES POP OUT OF THE FLOOR SEVERAL YARDS AHEAD OF HAZARD, IN THE WAY OF HIS BIKE'S TIRES
<Jrnystar> ::mutters:: pleaseworkpleaseworkpleaseworkpleaseworkpleaseworkpleasework
<Dragon> ACTION> THE SECONDARY MAINFRAME COMES ONLINE
<Gage> ::reaches the two:: Heya guys. Do you know if we're just picking rooms, or does Dragon or Cryz or whoever is in charge at the moment have any specific room assignements?
<Eve> It doesn't operate with vocal commands like that, Jrnystar.
<Jrnystar> it was more of a prayer than a command
<Eve> ::just blinks::
<Cryz> ::sits Drags down at a table and goes to make some food::
<Dragon> ::glances around the kitchen, gaze stopping on a cupboard::
<Jrnystar> ::attempts to pull up all the files on Project X and Eve::
<Hazard> ::pulls out one of his blasters and fires a shot at the blades:: We ain't staying here for long, anyway.
<Dragon> ACTION> SEVERAL SIZEABLE FILES COME UP
<Dragon> ACTION> THE BLADES ARE UNHARMED BY THE BLAST. MORE POP UP BEHIND HIM, BLOCKING HIS PATH EITHER WAY.
<Eve> w-what are you searching for?
<Gage> ::being ignored, looks over Jrny's shoulder at whatever he's researching::
<Dragon> Sophia> ::to Hazard:: What did I say about riding your bike in the building?
<Hazard> ::glares, slowing his bike down and leaning over enough to get his foot to the floor, giving a kick to jump himsepf and his bike over the blades::
<Jrnystar> Eve.. maybe you should look at this..
<Eve> It's... classified
<Dragon> ACTION> MORE BLADES POP UP ALONG THE FLOOR, FAR ENOUGH THAT THE BIKE WILL UNDOUBTEDLY LAND ON THEM IF HAZ TRIES TO JUMP THEM
<Jrnystar> it's about you
<Eve> ::stays silent as if she's thinking over it::
<Dragon> ::eyes narrow, and she stares harder at the cupboard:: ((...))
<Eve> I can't. ::walks out::
<Jrnystar> ::to drags:: {{try not to hurt yourself anymore than you have deary...}}
<Cryz> ::comes back with a plate of PB&J sandwiches::
<Jrnystar> ::to eve:: {{it's your choice to read when your ready}}
<Dragon> ::staring at the cupboard, doesn't appear to even notice Cryz::
<Hazard> ::stops to bike right in front of a blade:: Ohhh bitch.. ::turns the bike off::
<Gage> ::taps foot, disinterested in computer stuff:: ((God, I hate computers))
<Dragon> Sophia> ::to Hazard:: I am not a canine. I am a highly sophisticated computer program. And I told you not to ride your bike in the house.
<Gage> ::whispers to Jrny:: What's up with her?
<Cryz> ::waves a sandwich in front of Drags' face::
<Jrnystar> Eve?
<Jrnystar> these files contain everything about her past that she doesn't remember.
<Dragon> ::points at the cupboard:: It's not.. moving. ::looks up confusedly at Cryz::
<Hazard> ::climbs off his bike and walks past the blades, heading into the war room::
<Jrnystar> ::to drags:: {{can i talk for a sec??}}
<Cryz> ::looks at Drags:: Uhh... you didn't go and try to open it with your hand...
<Gage> Oh. ::scratches head:: ((There hasn't been a moment when I've been with these guys that I haven't been confused))
<Dragon> ...It should have moved
<Jrnystar> ::to cryz:: {{Everything alright? drags isn't anwsering me}}
<Hazard> ::looks around at all the blank screens:: Alright, Sophia.. you're still online with the federal mainframe and crap, right?
<Jrnystar> ::downloads most of the important files to his laptop::
<Cryz> ((Try back later...))
<Gage> ::looks at the computer stuff:: Hey Soph, how do I make an out going call?
<Cryz> ::looks at Drags:: Your tk?
<Dragon> ::stands up, walking over to the silverware drawer, then stares down at the silverware inside:: .... ::slams it shut and turns around::
<Jrnystar> ::blinks at cryz's response and teleports into the kitchen:: What???
<Eve> ::enters the kitchen looking strange wearing blue jeans and an X-Files t-shirt::
<Dragon> ::turns back around, jerking the drawer open and grabbing a spoon, then holding it out in front of her, staring at it:: ((Bend, dammit! Anything!))
<Eve> H...Hello
<Jrnystar> uh.. drags..???
<Eve> It operates better with food, Dragon.
<Cryz> I don't think her powers are working...
<Eve> ::blinks::
<Jrnystar> it could be temporary trauma.. it happens with psis and comas
<Dragon> Sophia> ::to Hazard:: Somewhat. They are blocking most outside access
<Dragon> ::holding the spoon up still, looking rather forlorn::
<Jrnystar> +com+ Sophia, is the base equipped with a decent med lab?
<Gage> ::taps foot:: God I hate computers. Sophia?
<Jrnystar> ::teleports the spoon into Eve's hand::
<Eve> ::Looks at the spoon than at Jrnystar:: Why give me the spoon?
<Jrnystar> ::shrugs:: boredom
<Jrnystar> drags just relax...
<Hazard> How much do you know about the team that replaced us? Like.. what they're using for headquarters? ::drops back into one of the seats::
<Jrnystar> maybe if i psi scan i can figure out what's wrong
<Dragon> Sophia> +basecom+ Apologies, I am currently experiencing difficulties integrating myself into the bases systems. I will be temporarily unavailable until I have better scanned the systems. *beep* ::intercom goes dead::
<Eve> There's the possibility it could do more damage.
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