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James Kingston




Location: Hellfire Manor
Skills: N/A


"The Vault?" James repeated, trying to think if he'd heard of anything called the Vault. It was a wasted effort with really nothing else to go on because he didn't know anything about any vaults besides banks and Disney and somehow he doubted it was connected to either of those. He stewed on that as he continued to look around, trying to find anything that would help at this point.

Unfortunately, he was met with only a solid door made of dense plastic. Locked, of course. He gauged his chances of breaking it open and decided he was probably just going to waste precious time. He'd already wasted plenty trying to make this plan happen but he concede that ultimately, shocking Serafina was probably out of the question. They could always have Ben shove her hand in a socket but he wasn't sure how that would affect Ben. Poor guy was already dead; they didn't really need to make him suffer on top of that.

He needed a new plan. What did they have? Nothing really, other than a ghost controlling a telepath who was controlling an entire room of mutants. When Ben and Casper lost control, Casper and him would either join the zombies or end up like the person thrown at them through the door. James didn't really like either of those endings. So they hand nothing and knew nothing other than if they don't figure something out, they're toast. Oh goody.

"Babes, that's a really good point. We don't know anything about Serafina except her name and where she's from. We don't know why her and her friends are slaughtering people who, before now, probably didn't even know they existed. I'd certainly like to know why killing other mutants is necessary." James said, coming up next to Casper. Whenever Ben did anything, Casper was always the one to pay the toll and pressed a kiss to his boyfriend. "Thanks for getting us all this time, babes. I know it takes a lot. Just let us know if it's too tiring okay?" James said before turning his attention back to Ben.

"Ben, I need you to try two things. One, try to get her to release everyone. I need them gone and out of the way to tell people to avoid this place. Two, can you see if she's willing to talk with us rather than fight us?." James asked Ben. "I don't want to fight her if we don't have to. I just want to know why they're killing us and if there is a better way to solve whatever problem they have with us."

James Kingston




Location: Hellfire Manor
Skills: N/A


James let out a sigh of relief as Casper enthusiastically greeted Ben. "Good job, Ben." James congratulated the ghost, dutifully ignoring the eyes currently rolled back to show just the whites. He turned his attention to the room as he walked in, eyeing the other mutants warily. They didn't show any discernable signs of independence but with Ben in control of their captor, they should stay out of their way. Hopefully, it would stay that way.

For now, they needed a more permanent solution to their telepath problem. James had no way of knowing anything about her other than she was covered in (or composed of) metal of some kind and that she could control other's somehow. Problem number 2 had been taken care of and he doubted a few punches would do much in the way of knocking her out but if she was anything like Colossus, maybe electricity would do the trick. They'd just have to time it so Ben could get out in time.

"Ben, are you able to tell anything about her or are you just in control of her body?" James asked as he looked around the room. His first instinct was to find a power cord and strip the insulation, wrap it around her, and plug her into an outlet right after Ben got out so they'd have a good chance of knocking her flat on her ass before she figured out what the fuck was going on.

But the designers of the Hellfire Manor clearly didn't consider a metal telepath attacking it because James couldn't see a single power cable to strip which meant he'd have to hunt one down and that left Casper woefully undefended. "Okay, babes I need you to find a place to hunker down that if shit hits the fan, you can stay out of the line of fire while you manifest Ben if he gets kicked out. Not that I don't trust you to hold her," He reassured their possessing friend. "But back up plans are important. Meanwhile, I'm going to find a power cable to strip or a metal fork so we can plug her in and light her up like a Christmas tree."

January 8th - 12:45am


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James Kingston




Location: Hellfire Manor
Skills: N/A


Well, fuck.

Their attackers hadn’t bothered with the waiting part apparently but he’d think about that later. Casper was right that it was eerily quiet and in the midst of an attack on their home, it felt misplaced. Maybe the abruptness of asteroids made for a poor comparison but James expected something on a similar scale. James held his finger to his lips for Casper to stay quiet and crept his way up to the door, peeking around the frame to try and keep himself from being seen.

James barely stopped himself from banging his head on the door frame at the scene inside. A silver woman stood amongst several others, each clearly under her thrall. A telepath. Just what the god damned doctor ordered. James backed away from the door, a pit of unease growing in his stomach. Telepaths on a normal day made him wary. Telepaths actively interested in harming him downright terrified him. And Casper, jesus. This could either be incredibly therapeutic or James needed to get his boyfriend away from here as fast as possible.

“So, lots of people in there but it looks like they’re all under the fuckery of a naked, silver telepath in the middle. I didn’t see Reeva or the Three-in-One so either they escaped, they’re dead, or they’re hiding. Either way, they aren’t going to be used against us.” James explained quietly, sighing as he finished. James’ first instinct was to tell Casper to run but he wasn’t confident anywhere on the island was safe right now and he’d admit, he’d feel a lot better walking into this shit show knowing he had someone with him. “So, I don’t have a plan because frankly, I don’t know how to take down a telepath short of a bullet between their eyes or a tranquilizer round and that terrifies the shit out of me so any fantasy about how to render your sperm donor useless would be very much appreciated.” Because truly, James was out of his depth here. He could take a bullet, an energy beam, or an explosion but he had no idea if he could protect his mind in the same manner. Fuck, he hated telepaths. Having someone else possess your mind like…

An idea sparked in his head and James gave Casper a questioning look. “I don’t know if it’s even possible but can ghosts possess people, like in horror movies? Just keep her still long enough for us to knock her unconscious or walk her into something violent and deadly?”






Interacting with: @Hero


The week passed easily in comparison to their brutal training exercises, though anything shy of being mauled by a bear would be considered easy when Professor Michail’s enthusiasm defined the standard. Normally, lessons limited to ink and paper and lectures would find Clarissa itching in her seat despite the determination to absorb anything and everything but she welcomed the reprieve from action with open arms after a week whose highlights included a bloody massacre and their introduction to training exercises. Still, it felt surreal. Ghosts, courtesy of a training camp gone awry, lingered in the corners of her room while she drifted into slumber, the frustrating tug between her loyalty to the Church and her loyalty to her countrymen making smiles just a tad harder, and yet, life went on at Garreg Mach. She still woke before the sun, reveled in the beauty of it seeping through stained glass and filling the grand cathedral, walked the grounds with reverence in every step, laughed at whatever mischief her housemates wandered into, and snapped when she had to stop them from going too far. There were still books to read and assignments to complete and chores to wash up after. She found it reassuring, like the Goddess was reminding them that not everything is as world shattering as it seemed in the moment.

Though today, the restlessness came back (a facet of herself she blamed solely on Jorah’s influence in her life). The Archbishop finally had time for tea! Though she’d suggested the idea on their first day, Clarissa never thought someone as important as Ioannis would reasonably have time for something as silly as tea with students. While it was never a question that Clarissa would become someone important enough to have tea with the Archbishop, she’d always imagined it would be after she took her place on the Roundtable and entered talks on how to best coordinate strengthening the Church’s presence in the Alliance. But it’d arrived so much sooner and Clarissa could barely contain her excitement, even if Jorah was a little put out over the fact he couldn’t monopolize her for the entire day. She had no doubt it’d be over quickly; it was only tea!

She’d thought her good mood invincible to even the disturbing and inappropriate things Jorah thought acceptable to proclaim in public but the Goddess certainly proved her wrong. She’d swept into the cathedral eagerly, never truely needing an excuse to enjoy standing in such a holy place, and took her seat just as quickly. She didn’t know what would warrant early dismissal but it barely took the word rumors to change her attitude. She straightened in her spot, immediately scanning the room for their teacher’s reactions. Not that it was necessary, she doubted anyone believed nothing had happened yet considering the interruption and implementation of heightened security, but the grim set to Professor Michail’s mouth spoke volumes. Clarissa doubted that the Knights of Seiros weren’t doing everything in their power to handle this but the Archbishop’s reassurances that their confidence in the Knights weren’t misplaced echoed Professor Euphemia far too quickly for Clarissa’s comfort.

However, there would be time for speculation later in the evening. “Well at least our education isn’t in danger, just us.” Clarissa joked as she turned to her housemates. “In all seriousness however, I will always be available if you can’t find someone to accompany you on errands. Please don’t hesitate to knock on my door!” She figured she’d regret this decision in the coming weeks but she’d rather deal with the irritation than one of her housemates disappearing unexpectedly.
James Kingston




Location: Magda Memorial Housing Complex -> Hellfire Manor
Skills: N/A


“Follow the crowd. Everyone is headed for shelter.” James replied as they escaped the building, swept up with the others running for their lives. Thankfully, people with mutants more suited to mitigating damage than fixing it were able to keep most people safe. JAmes could keep himself alive through this well enough but he was only really helpful after people were down and no one had the luxury of stopping right now.

That being said, James turned his attention to something else that was bothering him. Several heavy hitting units were launched in an unexpected attack against a mutant colony with a massive amount of variation. It could simply be that they wanted to kill as many people as quickly as they could but James thought that was an unlikely primary objective. It was a happy coincidence for them, James was sure, but ultimately, it’s likely a diversion. Their goal was to create as much chaos as possible to keep the island’s more combat savvy mutants occupied and while James has no idea as to what they could want, he certainly could draw some conclusions about their next move.

If James was involved in an incursion like this, James would have made his first move as soon as the island was available to them. Evaluate defenses and identify high population targets but more importantly, determine where the island’s shelters were. From there, he’d have it infiltrated, place explosives or operatives in the operations of the shelters, and when the attack forced all the non-combatants into place, slaughter them all to cripple the opposing force’s morale. Hellfire Manor would be a good target for such efforts. James swore as he considered the possibiliy.

“Casper, Ben, when we get to the Manor, you two have a job. Ben, you have to sweep the premises in its entirety. Look for anything that might be explosive, people who are behaving unusually compared to everyone else, anything that might mean the location is compromised. These people sent an asteroid flinger at one of the most populous places on the island while everyone was asleep, I’m not going to trust they aren’t down to kill non-combatants.” James yelled as they ran, hoping Ben was paying attention. “Babes, you need to find two or three places you can hide in if shit goes south. We’re going to need Ben for as long as you can hold him and I don’t want a stray anything to fuck you up while you’re concentrating.”



January 8th - 12:15am


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James Kingston




Location: Magda Memorial Housing Complex
Skills: N/A


“If Magneto had a twin, I just kind of assumed―”

James’ reply was cut short, courtesy of a shitty piece of rock hurtled haphazardly into the building. It slammed barely a few feet away from the staircase with a deafening thud and James stumbled a step even as his skin shifted to metal, protecting him from the worst of the impact. He whipped around at Casper’s pleas and he swore under his breath as he rushed to where his boyfriend hung preciously from the railing. If Casper fell, there was a good chance James wouldn’t be able to heal that right away so he latched onto Casper’s arms and pulled hard, dragging him back over the railing and back onto the landing. He did a quick check over Casper to make sure there wasn’t anything else wrong and upon finding nothing else, gave him a quick kiss.

“Okay, your near death experience quota has been reached. No more, please!” James laughed, a little hysterically at the fact they were dodging massive space rocks, as he grabbed Casper’s hand again and bolted for the stairs. The night had gone from frustrating to awful in less than five seconds. If Casper weren’t here, he’d head up to the roof to figure out what the fuck was going on but Casper was and Casper needed to be somewhere safe. Ben would probably be incredibly helpful against whatever the fuck could sling asteroids but with little funcional cover, Casper would be a bright ass target for those rocks and then Ben and Casper would be out for the count. It would be better to get them to Hellfire Manor and have them help defend it while James and the others patched everyone up as quickly as possible.
James Kingston




Location: The Apartment -> Hellfire Mansion
Skills: N/A


“Ben is… sleeping?” James laughed before catching himself on the wall as another quake hit. Casper wasn’t joking; if they stayed here much longer, they were liable to find themselves an early grave and he had absolutely no interest in finding out what lay beyond this life just yet. James stared for a second at the asteroid in their room and then shook himself out of it, grabbing Casper’s hand and bolting. “Asteroids?! Who the fuck uses space rocks as a god damned weapon?!” James groaned as they ran. He would rather argue with Casper that he was way hotter but asteroids and earthquakes made a compelling argument against spending time that way.

They needed to get to the manor as quickly as possible now that James understood how bad the situation was. James had no doubt that injuries were going to mount quickly. He’d like to be on the frontlines keeping people on their feet in a tough situation but the people who couldn’t defend themselves would need medical attention too. Havok’s accusation rose like bile in his mind but he shook it away. It was important that people could move in the event the Quiet Council attempted an evacuation effort as well. So he kept running, praying that everyone in the Underground would make it out of this alive.
James Kingston




Location: The Apartment -> Hellfire Mansion
Skills: N/A


James scrambled upright as the message blared in his head. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears as he pulled his hand out from under the pillow where he’d reflexively tried to grab a gun that wasn’t there. James relaxed as he realized Casper wasn’t in any immediate danger and snorted at the childish bickering going on next to him. “En route to Hellfire Mansion in five.” James replied as he reached out to soothe his fingers through Casper’s hair, scratching his nails gently across his scalp. “Come on, baby. We gotta get up.”

James swung his feet out of bed and stood, stretching as he did. Who the fuck had the balls to launch an attack on an island full of mutants led by some of the most powerful of them? Purifiers, another government? Well, James supposed it didn’t really matter at this point and in reality, determining that was above his pay grade at the moment. “What’s your plan for this, sweetheart? You and Ben would kick a ton of ass out there but if you want to come shelter at the mansion, I’d understand. There are probably going to be a lot of ghosts hovering around during this and I don’t want you to get hurt because they don’t have anything better to do than be a bunch of dicks cause you can see them.” James asked as he got ready, pulling on the first things he grabbed that fit him. Honestly, he’d prefer Casper at the mansion with him so he could keep him safe but he couldn’t deny Casper and Ben would be helpful in almost any situation, from combat to rescues.
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