[center][color=FireBrick][h1]Oshea Jackson[/h1][/color][/center]
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[center]"You ain't a crook son, you just a shook one."[/center]
[center]Mobb Deep - Shook Ones Part Two.[/center]
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[center]Location: Hanson Power Plant[/center]
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Finally, Oshea would get to see the Beast in action. Of all the X-Men, Beast intrigued him most because he retained duality of the human-being in the same way Shelley's Creature did: his exterior was monster, his interior was human. Beast was more than his might, he had the intelligence to accompany, and for Oshea, that made Beast more formidable a fighter and teacher than Jean Grey or Wolverine. For a moment, Oshea was overcome with awe--this was the first time he would be able to work with his his second favorite mutant (Bishop was his first). Oshea figured it best to consult Beast, one who had years of experience fighting the Brotherhood, for advice.

[color=FireBrick]"So, how do we fight these dudes? That one dude is [i]way[/i] faster than me, and the other chick can flip over trucks without touching them. I don't know how Marygold or those S.H.I.E.L.D. agents expect us to beat these fools, 'specially since we ain't even ran into Sabertooth or Magneto yet."[/color]

Tension has a way of compressing bravery back into the cowardice from which it stems, and Oshea was no longer sure if he was ready for what was about to happen. He could feel battle loom, and he wondered if any of his colleagues did as well. Well, of course Allison did, she [i]saw[/i] things happen before they happened--though one was right to question the accuracy of these visions. He wondered how Allison and the rest of the group were doing. If everyone made it out of this ordeal alive, Oshea might finally muster up the courage to say hello to  her. He couldn't let juvenile crushes distract him from the task at hand; as Oshea's mind often did, it leaped from one train of thought to the next without hindrance, he questioned Beast once again.

[color=FireBrick]"Le's say, hypothetically, we do run into Quicksilver again, how you and I supposed to beat him if I can't even catch him?"[/color] It was then he heard the comm-link message from Cassandra,

[color=SkyBlue]"It's Cassandra, do you guys have any new information? We're looking for a side entrance to hopefully catch the others off guard."[/color] her voice fizzled through,

[color=FireBrick]"Dead over here, dog."[/color] Oshea gave a prompt reply.

He and Beast kept walking, Oshea braced his mind for what was to come. Meanwhile, he figured he would strike up some conversation with McCoy. After all, it would be a wasted opportunity [i]not[/i] to speak to the most intelligent of all the X-Men, well, most Beast was the most intelligent X-Man in Oshea's opinion. Professor X didn't count! Intruding someone's mind to extract information was not the same as using one's natural abilities to solve problems. And there was one problem Oshea had he was sure Beast could solve.

[color=FireBrick]"Two questions, big dog, 1) how do you talk to girls? 2) when you gonna stop cheating every time we play chess? 3) could you beat Wolverine in a fight? 4) how you propose I get faster?"[/color] Four questions instead of two, and Oshea fired them all in combination with one another, with the random set-up and connection of a wild boxer. Beyond the first two sentences, a conversation with Oshea was never coherent, his mind simply moved too fast for his brain to establish a logical connection between anything he said. A true gift and curse, since it meant any telepath would have a hard time intruding his mind and trying to read his thoughts--a nightmare when it came to his social life.