Location: Stark Tower: Main Area - Side Hallway - Main Area again
Mary listened to everyone, nodding her head as she heard the suggestions, she was doing her best to keep calm, but it wasn't working very well. Allison was the one who pushed her over the edge, and the fighting between Ayita, Allison, and Folly. She didn't know what they could do, but she knew that she needed to get away and think, clear her head, but that wasn't going to happen around this group.
"You all think you can do better than?" Mary snapped at Allison. It was very rare for her to lose her temper, since she tended to stay laid back, level headed, but not right now. She was stressing out majorly, and she had barely been holding it together ever since they got there, and someone literally just called her stupid to her face.
"Fine, you know what? A lot of you tend to forget that, one, everyone makes mistakes, and two, I try to make sure I don't make the same mistake twice. Look, I was 16 years old when I joined the team, youngest member by close to 15 years! I was only 19 years old when I was literally told to rebuild the X-Men team, from scratch! That was only 2 years ago in case you don't know. Then had to figure out how to make it so that we might be able to work as a team, not to mention the first mission was a failure, not to mention the second one resulted in someone's death! Who do you think beats herself up about it all the time? Me! So I do not need to take any of this from you!" Mary yelled, before she shoved Allison slightly. Her phone started to ring, and she pulled it out, looking at the caller ID.
"Now, I'll be back, got to take a phone call, calm down, and get away from your bullshit. Because guess what, Xavier doesn't have a say who is on the team, I do. So you clean up your attitude Andrews, or you're off it and get to go hide with the other students while we sort this out," she said, glaring at Allison before she answered her phone and started walking away from everyone, taking deep breaths,
"Hey Remy... What's up?" "Oh, merci beaucoup à Dieu...I saw somethin' went down at the mansion chère, been freakin' out over here...You okay? You hurt or anythin'? Just say the word and I'll be on the next flight to New York, Goldie." "...I'm fine Remy, don't worry, you don't need to show up, the mansion blows up every few years anyway... I'm just really stressed out... Not to mention that several people started yelling and blaming me for things..." she softly so the others couldn't hear, before she headed out of the room and into another hallway as she leaned against the wall, and slid to the ground. There were tears in her eyes.
"...I was thinking of calling you anyway... No one out there was really helping me calm down and I ended up kind of yelling at everyone." "...Yeah, guessin' we were due for another mansion explosion. After a certain point, you gotta wonder if Xavier is in cahoots with a construction company or somethin' - maybe insurance fraud?" There was a slight chuckle on the other end of the line, followed by a pause as Gambit became more serious.
"Well, chère, just take a few deep breaths. Whatever happened to make the mansion blow up, it ain't your fault. They're just being a bunch of connards, mon amie. If they're yellin' at ya, just means they're freakin' out and decided to take it out on ya. Why Logan was always un vrai con à Scott, even if Cyke didn't deserve it at the time..." "...I keep screwing up Remy... No matter what I do..." Mary said, she smiled slightly when he laughed, but her mind quickly wandered back to the last mission and what had happened. She knew that she hadn't been at the job for too long, but it didn't matter, she wanted to help as many people as she possibly could, and she was failing at even doing that.
"I'll let ya in on a secret, Goldie. Everyone screws up, no matter what they do...Anyone who tells you otherwise is a lyin' connard and ain't worth your time. Just natural, mon amie. But focus on the positives, Goldie? I heard ya stopped Magneto and saved the human population from a deadly virus. Don't focus on your screw ups chère - focus on the people ya helped." "...Someone died because I changed the team lineup at the last minute when we split up to go into the lab... I switched him and me, and one person probably thinks they'd be better off if I had died instead of him..." she said softly.
There was a pause.
"Then that person is the dumbest individual to ever walk the planet, chère. You switchin' the team lineup ain't had nothin' to do with his death. Every small little change we make, it's like ripples in a pond mon amie. Maybe if you hadn't done the switch, the whole team woulda died. You just can't know that mon amie and you'll go crazy if ya let yourself think that way. But hey listen, ya tell this person to knock it off or what ya do is ya give 'em a box of crayons, tell 'em to go sit out with the other crybabies for a while. Don't need that type of stupid on the team, Goldie." "...I might have yelled something similar to that at her before I answered your call... I can't stop thinking about that Remy, and the whole, what could have happened... I can't stop wondering if maybe they are right to blame me for everything..." "Bien sûr que non, chère! They ain't right at all. I can promise ya that." "...You sure about that Remy?" she asked softly, finally starting to calm down. She took several deep breaths, managing to wipe away her tears finally.
"Never been more sure of anythin' in my life, Goldie." "...Alright, you're right... Thanks Remy..." "Ne t'inquiète pas, chère. Je t'aime." "See you Remy, I promise, I'll call if we need you, bye," she said as she hung up the phone, and just sat there for a few moments, taking deep breaths. What was she thinking? They needed help! She then hit herself in the head, she couldn't think like that if they were going to make it out of this with their lives. After a few more deep breaths, she felt that she was calm enough to not continue yelling at people, she wondered how people were going to react about that phone conversation, since she didn't exactly hide who had called.
Location: Stark Tower: Main Area
Once Mary had gone out of sight, leaving the room, Mira turned off the TV and looked at the others. This was not the time to be snapping at each other, that much was obvious, but there wasn't much else that could be done. Everyone was on edge, and at this rate they were going to start ripping each other apart instead of trying to find the right solutions, figure out ways so that they'd survive. This wasn't going to be easy, but there wasn't much else that could be done.
"Wow... Never thought she was one to lose her temper easily..." Future Pietro said, before he zipped around and wrapped Folly into a hug,
"Recommendation? Quit while you're ahead," he muttered to Ayita and Allison as he pulled Folly away from them.
Then, there were a grand total of three people who stared at Guin like she was crazy, her father, and both the younger, and the older versions of Pietro.
"No way are you going anywhere like that by yourself!" "That would be suicide Malo Guina, you know that, since there would not be any sort of easy way out if everything went downhill! We shouldn't send anyone in alone, no matter what. It is way too risky." "Can't believe I'm about to say this, but I agree with the silver haired annoying speedsters over there. There is no way one person should talk to this guy alone. Especially if he caused what happened at the mansion. Guin, you are not doing that, at all!" "Well, we don't have very many options of what to do, but sending one person in the hopes that they don't fail at their mission, and hoping that they don't need to be able to have a quick getaway, well... That isn't the best idea..." Mira said softly, deciding to add in her own thoughts on the subject.
"I also agree with them that we shouldn't be fighting each other, we all have the same enemy... We need to work together to figure out what to do... And getting at each others throats is not helping..." "Yeah, caused Mary to completely lose it, so fun. Yeah, you all are right, and everyone needs to calm down, maybe take a step back from this, or what. Take a few deep breaths and figure out the best course of action... Though at the very least if we need to send one person off, send at least one other person with them, otherwise they would be put in needless danger, and that would be reckless..." Future Pietro commented.
Mira had no idea what to do, they were outnumbered, considering the fact that Jakobsen basically had an entire army of robots and humans at his disposal, while they were just a ragtag team of mutants, this wasn't going to be very easy, no matter what they decided. She was also pretty sure that everything could go horribly wrong if they weren't careful, just like what Mary had said before she snapped at Allison. There was no way this was going to end well, unless luck was on their side. From what she knew though, that was almost never the case.
The speedsters fell silent, and a moment later, Mary came back into the room, and looked around at everyone.
"...I apologize for that outburst... I lost my head there for a moment," she said, sounding a lot calmer than just a few moments before.
"You all are right, we can't keep fighting each other, maybe Jakobsen wants this to happen, who knows? But we need to figure out how to deal with the actual problem here and now. I believe that possibly going to see Jakobsen, trying to draw him out, or get some more information about OMEN, is a good idea, however, you are right, and sorry Guin, but you aren't going by yourself, and neither are either of the Carolinas over there. Guin, you can go since a lot of people still think you are human, I'm coming too. As will the Future Pietro over there and Folly..." "Now hang on a second, why does he get to go!" Pietro protested, looking at Mary now, and she just shook her head in response.
"Because he is faster than you and stronger, so if things go south he can get more people out at once than you can. Deal with it Pietro, no need to be jealous of someone who is you." "I am not jealous of him!" "Really? Sounds like you are..." "I am not!" "Alright Pietro, we get it, but you need to deal with it... Now, Cassandra, if you don't mind going along, you are human, so it would make sense for you to go, and Nina, might have you go along since they wouldn't dare publicly strike against someone they know has ties to SHIELD. Sara, you can come too, and Future Carolina, since Sara isn't really as known as some of us, and Carolina made the suggestion about being able to take control of someone if need be, though I don't think we'd need it, but just to be safe. Does this sound alright with everyone? Kind of combines a few things from what several people said..." "Doesn't sound like that bad of an idea to me, everyone else here can see about coming up with some sort of idea on how to attack OMEN best or something... Give us something to work with when we get back as opposed to starting completely from scratch."
Location: Stark Tower - Medical Lance looked over at Bethany, giving her a small smile after he stepped back from Thalia to let his dad deal with her.
"We might want to see about going out to where the others are, figure out what the hell we're supposed to be doing. I mean, mansion has been destroyed and some weirdos are trying to kill us, seems like the best choice of action right now..." Lance said, before he started heading for the door.
"Lance, wait," Banner called out. He had never really operated on someone that was half dragon before, but she seemed to be healing normally. Her physiology reminded him of an Asgardian's in some respects, actually. He also wouldn't have been at all surprised if Thor knew a bunch of half dragon girls.
"...I'm glad you're okay," he said, looking up at his son.
"Don't go after these people, alright? O.M.E.N...They mean business. I don't want to see you get hurt..." Turning around, Lance looked at him.
"Well what do you expect me to do? Stand back and do nothing? That is crazy talk! You say not to go after them, but what are the odds that if we don't do something they'll come after us first? I am going to help take down OMEN, alright," he said with a bit of a huffy breath as he turned back around, going to the door.
"THEY'LL KILL YOU!" Banner snapped, slamming his hand down on the table with the various supplies. A scalpel fell to the floor with a soft
ding-ding-ding as it clattered. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.
"...Sorry, buddy...Shouldn't have raised my voice..." "Well fun fact, if I don't help, or they fail because I did nothing, and guess what? I'm dead anyway! Those people who were with us? Her included?" Lance said, motioning at Thalia,
"They came from the future to stop OMEN from destroying the world and killing everyone, so no, I'm not going to just stand here, doing nothing, when I could actually be useful!" "...That is not a fun fact, buddy..." Banner muttered. He took another deep breath, opening his eyes again and they had a slight green tint to them.
"But Lance, you're not a fighter! You belong in the lab - not out there risking your life! I don't care if the whole world goes to hell as long as you're alive!" "Look, you need to calm down, you turning into the Hulk is the last thing we need right now!" Lance said, ignoring what Banner had just said. He really wanted to yell at his dad, but he knew that it could end so horribly if he did. Lance didn't feel like he belonged in a lab, he wanted to help, and now he was basically being told to stick to science and not use his powers to help them, that bugged him, a lot.
"I can handle a little stress, damn it!" Banner snapped, taking deep breaths as he stepped back slightly from where Thalia was.
"I'm a freaking Avenger, Lance. If I can't handle an end of the world crisis without Hulking out when it's inconvenient, Tony would've sent me back to the homeless shelter." "You say that, yet how many times did you Hulk out when I was growing up? A lot! I'm helping, whether you want me to or not!" Lance snapped back, his hands were starting to have a faint glow around them.
"You can help here - IN A LAB!" Banner huffed.
"Leave the fighting to the rest of them. And last I checked, you aren't even on the X-Men team yet, Lance." "So? Like hell am I going to stick around, in a lab, with you! I don't care about the whole official team make up, what I care about is helping people, and I can actually use my powers for good, so I am helping, and you can't stop me." Banner looked away, closing his eyes as he wrestled with the Hulk to stay in control.
"No, I can't...But he can." "Oh really? I will fight against him if I have to in order for both of you to leave me alone, and I don't care if I get beaten up or something! I am not going to stay out of this!" He huffed, turning back to look at his son. One of his eyes seemed to be entirely green, the other was its usual shade.
"...Then you're not going alone. I'm going with you, Lance." "I don't need you to be sitting there keeping an eye on me, I'm not a kid anymore, and you might want to see about calming down before you go anywhere." "...Could say the same to you, buddy...Unless you're planning on getting Guin to date you with a light show..." Banner mumbled. It was clear that he was going to go with Lance no matter what he said.
"Just shut up!" Lance snapped at him, his hands were glowing with a bright white light now, but he didn't care. He was pissed off and wanted his dad to just leave him alone for the first time in his life. Turning away from him, Lance took a few deep breaths, managing to get full control of his powers again.
"Come on, let's see what's going on with the others..." Lance muttered to Bethany, before he headed out to where everyone else was.
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