Rob immediately got a bunch of threats to punch him in the face. Probably not the most compelling threat, considering that his face was made of solid steel at the moment. Thing is, these kids may know this guy now as another glorious and brave member of the team, but Rob hadn't had the luxury of growing content with the kid. Considering every single time he had heard about this kid, it was because he was committing terrorist attacks with his Brotherhood allies, those hypersonic punches of his had put quite a few of his friends from the main X-Men as well as Gold Squad into the infirmary. Was he being an asshole? Maybe... Definitely... He did live by the rule of "If you're the only one in the room saying that you're not being an asshole, you're DEFINITELY being an asshole. At the same time, a simple "But he's changed" isn't enough to undo years of resentment. That being said, Rob could easily tell his position here was becoming a little untenable. He was stressed to all hell, his spine was starting to get that dull, tiny throb that was his bodies way of saying "T-Minus 30 Minutes until body shut-down." Being that when that happened, he had 2 choices, rely on these kids to protect him or throw himself on the mercy of Magneto and his Merry Murderers... Then again, if someone likened him to his own father, they would definitely be likened to equal threats of face punching. He put his hands up "Alright, that was uncalled for, i apologize."
It was a half hearted apology to Pietro. One that they'd both be able to tell was really saying "I'm not willing to forgive however many years of terrorism because a bunch of people i don't know told me you're very sorry for hospitalizing my friends, but right now, the situation calls for everyone to be happy-families. So let's just draw a line under this and move on. Who knows, you may prove them right later on"
He stood and watched Guin explain her "Madly rush in and hope for the best" (What was known in the Historical community as the "Operation Barbarosa" strategy. And everyone knows how well that one ended.) Mary explain in great detail why allowing her to be in the same room as Cortez was probably the single worst move they could make right now, punctuated with her insistance on still going and he couldn't help but scrunch his lips, but then reminded himself of what the creature had turned Professor Grey into and then the terrible reasoning all made sense again. And being that he was content to leave his atoms in the current configuration as they were instead of disassembled and made to orbit the sun, he decided to let this one go... Nope, it was either his atoms splayed across deep space now or when Cortez made the Phoenix go nuts. At least right now he might be able to save someone else. "Look, before anyone has a go at me for "Trying to take over" I'm not, i'm just trying to make sure as many of us as possible survive, as well as this station."
He brought his hands up and scrunched them into fists as he tried to get his train of thought past the minor pain in his spine, but then gave up. The Steel was re-absorbed into his skin and suddenly a wheelchair started to appear out of the back of his legs before he sat down. "Oh me mother tilly..."
He gasped in relief as he sat down. "Anyway, Cortez is SMART. He didn't get where he was today just by allowing any old group of people to bum-rush him. Plus, the massive cavernous hole in your plan is that, whereas you are right, he probably can't get all of us if we bum rush him, he only needs to get 1 or 2 of us."
He pointed at Mary "If he makes the Phoenix's power go ape-shit, we're all gonna be dust in seconds."
He then pointed to Pietro "You're fast enough to beat us all up in the blink of an eye. If you get even faster, then the sheer force of kinetic-energy of your speed when you move past us would probably ignite the atmosphere by accident. And with any of the rest of us, frankly, we have NO idea how our powers will react to him pumping us full of his juice, any one of us could kill all of us depending on how our powers react. For all i know, i might start absorbing everyone around me's skeletons without even touching them. No, we need to outsmart him before we can out-muscle him..."
He thought for a second. "Either we need to figure out how to make us immune to his power, or figure out how to control it when one of us inevitably does get hit."
He continued to think as the party started moving on. He rolled along in his chair, trying to think his way around this. He was a scientist now, not a punk like his old days. Phoenix's power didn't melt Professor Logan's claws when she tried to kill him, so Adamantium must be able to resist it, but that only covers a small part of my body and i can't walk if i do that, also, that helps absolutely nobody else. Maybe generate some kind of electromagnetic field to screw with the targetting of his powers? Enough Radiation has been known to disrupt- No, it'd screw with us too, plus we don't even know if it'll do anything, too big a risk to bet everything on... Maybe use some of the Jeffreys Tubes to sneak around and ambush him... We'd need to get him into the right position, plus most of them are located close to the floor and not enough of them close enough together for us to all burst out and ambush him... We need a way to hold him, kinda like-
It was at that point that the group ran into the other party He waved over at the people he recognized from before as well as..."Eric..."
He tried to play this off as he saw the man who was technically his boss. He was with the rest of the group. And Rob was in his old X-Men outfit... "Eric, i can explain. There was explosions, i couldn't find a space suit so i grabbed the only thing with weather protection."
At least he was confident that Eric wouldn't accuse him of being a traitor, being that Magneto seemed to be working with the other X-Men as well. "Were you over at the explosion? I heard it but your goons abandoned the command center and i wasn't able to reach them for a sitrep. How's M's structural integrity?"
He asked. He knew Magneto had a weird connection to the asteroids natural electromagnetic field, he had used his powers to detect problems the computers couldn't before. if Asteroid M was still in one piece then they were golden, but that was the problem with Asteroid M to start with. Building a space station was hard enough, making it able to survive hundreds of pissed off beings with the ability to spout fire or brimstone or nuclear blasts from their finger tips was an entirely other thing... It was at times like this when he specifically was annoyed Magneto had vetoed his idea to have Power Dampeners in the holding cells. He could have stripped them out, installed them in a cargo bay and lured him in. Then it's as Guin said Gangland beat-down
. He might be able to cook some up, but it would take time, not exactly a commodity at this juncture. Currently the only thing he was focused on right at this very second was continuing to make sure everyone kept breathing..."Wait, breathing, that's it."
He mumbled. "Someone needs to make a run to the infirmary."
He looked at Quicksilver, seeing that the supersonic runner was the most obvious choice. "Grab as much of the anesthetics as you can, preferably chloroform because of it's low vaporization point. If we can distribute it into the right part of the life support system in the section he and his croneys are in, we can render them all unconscious. And even if it doesn't take them down, it's gonna knock them for a loop at the very least, make them a little easier to take down."
He looked around as if to ask for approval. "I know i said i wasn't gonna give orders, but if anyone has a better idea that doesn't involve blindly charging at him and half of us trying to kill the other half, then for the love of the almighty, PLEASE tell us so we can do that instead."
He asked. The plan had plenty of things that could go wrong, but at least it was a start and it was the least suicidal plan that didn't involve bugging out yet. Then again, Rob was the first to admit, he was a scientist, not a strategist.