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Booker gave the signal for the Police and other emergency workers to storm the building, combing deep through the building for anyone who might not have made it out before the blast. This was yet another disaster under his belt, and it wasn't anyone's fault but his. He knew what the professor was going to say. Booker would be surprised if the day didn't end with him losing his job. The kids weren't to blame. It was bookers fault for rushing this without properly preparing the kids for the worst case scenario.
"Emma, take Shawn and the others back to the transport. I'm going to find Chrys." Booker barked. It didn't take long for him to rush off to the stairs, looking for their missing number.
Emma did as she was instructed. Maybe the team wasn't fated to save the galaxy, but she was going to fight to keep it from being disbanded. They needed the work on a lot, but there were certainly worse starts to a group of heroes.
A brief sweep of Heidi's mind told Emma the girl's name. She could easily compare her to the library of Alexandria. She only hoped that Heidi wouldn't have a similar fate.
Emma knelt down next to Heidi. Shawn was alive, she could feel his mind trying to relive and process what had happened. "Heidi." Her voice was soft and careful. She scooped the young man into her arms and lifted him over her shoulder. "Report to Sage in the transport. We're all still alive, you didn't fail the mission."
Nate had already taken off with Shawn, so Emma's next plan was to gather everyone and make sure that they were all safe.
It seemed like his work was paying off. Bonnie was certainly interested in the plane and his extravagant lifestyle. He let out a small laugh. "Qui, I did land this plane in the middle of the street. He joined her in the plane and set everything up, making sure that she was set before the plane took off straight up, moving only vertical for a bit before shifting to normal, horizontal movement. "I am Remy, by the way. I do not teach anymore, but the Professor still employs me when I am needed."
"Emma, take Shawn and the others back to the transport. I'm going to find Chrys." Booker barked. It didn't take long for him to rush off to the stairs, looking for their missing number.
Emma did as she was instructed. Maybe the team wasn't fated to save the galaxy, but she was going to fight to keep it from being disbanded. They needed the work on a lot, but there were certainly worse starts to a group of heroes.
A brief sweep of Heidi's mind told Emma the girl's name. She could easily compare her to the library of Alexandria. She only hoped that Heidi wouldn't have a similar fate.
Emma knelt down next to Heidi. Shawn was alive, she could feel his mind trying to relive and process what had happened. "Heidi." Her voice was soft and careful. She scooped the young man into her arms and lifted him over her shoulder. "Report to Sage in the transport. We're all still alive, you didn't fail the mission."
Nate had already taken off with Shawn, so Emma's next plan was to gather everyone and make sure that they were all safe.
It seemed like his work was paying off. Bonnie was certainly interested in the plane and his extravagant lifestyle. He let out a small laugh. "Qui, I did land this plane in the middle of the street. He joined her in the plane and set everything up, making sure that she was set before the plane took off straight up, moving only vertical for a bit before shifting to normal, horizontal movement. "I am Remy, by the way. I do not teach anymore, but the Professor still employs me when I am needed."
@Tickoutyep yep! Post is done!
So, Remy just parked the plane in the middle of the street. It's a VTOL style little transport, and he did it just to be showy and flashy.
So, Remy just parked the plane in the middle of the street. It's a VTOL style little transport, and he did it just to be showy and flashy.
Just annoys, please do not reply to the post yet. It's still a work in progress, and I'll be completed in the morning.
Shawn was not ready. He knew that risks might have to be taken when he first signed up for the program, but Shawn knew that this was going to be closer to death than he ever had been before. He started sucking up every little ounce of energy he could from the radiated area around him, compressing it all into his hands as tight as he possibly could. It was a literal shock to his system when Heidi joined in and aided his charge with her gauntlet. He took everything she gave him, the lights on his suit running wild while his eyes resembled one of those plasma ball lamps on steroids. He could feel his body ripping apart at the seams. He lacked the control required for handling all of this energy for any period of time, but all he needed was a second. Not even a second, hardly a fraction of a moment.
That small moment seemed like an eternity for Shawn. He was waiting for just the right moment, when everything was aligned just perfectly. It was near impossible to concentrate and focus with Chrys pushing as much air as he could onto Crotalus, but that was just what Shawn needed.
From the ball of plasma in Shawn's hands, a single beam shot out from it, as fine as a needle, but impossibly dense with plasma. It shot out far, piercing the air almost soundlessly. However, the further the beam got, the more unstable it became. It started to grow larger, the once streamlined beam was now erratic. The air around Shawn cracked and sparked with a blue color, his orb-like eyes almost smoking from whatever energy he was trying to dispense. He yelled out in what seemed to be a mixture of terror and exertion, a visage of rage taking place on what parts of his face could be seen.
Shawn couldn't see what had happened to Crotalus, or anyone else, for that matter. In that small moment, the irradiated door that Chrys had shifted into the men's bathroom ignited, creating a massive blast that easily took apart the wall dividing the restroom and the foyer of the bank. The windows shattered, the rest of the walls injured, but not fallen.
With the explosion, Shawn let loose everything he had, aimed all for Crotalus. After the violent explosion, the power in Shawn's eyes was gone, as was the life. He had been knocked unconscious due to a number of forces, leaving the young man laying on the ground.
Crotalus, in the midst of it all, was able absorb all of the radiation in the building just after the explosion went off. He took this chance to descend through the hole to the basement left by Nate to hide, burning a tunnel into one of the walls to reach one of the access sewer tunnels so he could escape. He had what he wanted. Money wasn't the prize here. All of these interesting subjects have been recorded and measured, and the next encounter was sure to be much more interesting.
After hearing the explosion from outside, both Booker and Emma rushed into the building to find the students. Shawn should have waited. He rushed his already half-baked plan to try and nab the bad guy before anyone else was ready, now Booker and Emma had no idea of the damage that had been caused.
"Kids!" Booker created constructs to start clearing away any debris, looking around the blast zone to see the status of his students. "Everyone check in, are you all okay?" Booker may have been in a tough spot before, but if worse came to worse, this could easily be one of the worst missions be was ever a part of.
It did not take Remy long at all to fetch the bags and load them up. However, after he was done, he waited by the door. He was not going to ruin this moment for Bonny. While he did not have a family of his own that he had similar sentiment with, he understood the importance of this goodbye, and would be ready for her when she was.
Once she was finally done, Remy smiled, his rugged but smooth features could easily rival that of Harrison Ford, if given the chance to battle with looks and acting. "Bonny, are you ready? We take off..." He looked at his wrist, as if inspecting an invisible watch. "Now. Load up into the plane and we should be at the mansion in a few hours. Sleep, relax, eat food, and ask any questions you may have about the school. I did teach there, after all."
That small moment seemed like an eternity for Shawn. He was waiting for just the right moment, when everything was aligned just perfectly. It was near impossible to concentrate and focus with Chrys pushing as much air as he could onto Crotalus, but that was just what Shawn needed.
From the ball of plasma in Shawn's hands, a single beam shot out from it, as fine as a needle, but impossibly dense with plasma. It shot out far, piercing the air almost soundlessly. However, the further the beam got, the more unstable it became. It started to grow larger, the once streamlined beam was now erratic. The air around Shawn cracked and sparked with a blue color, his orb-like eyes almost smoking from whatever energy he was trying to dispense. He yelled out in what seemed to be a mixture of terror and exertion, a visage of rage taking place on what parts of his face could be seen.
Shawn couldn't see what had happened to Crotalus, or anyone else, for that matter. In that small moment, the irradiated door that Chrys had shifted into the men's bathroom ignited, creating a massive blast that easily took apart the wall dividing the restroom and the foyer of the bank. The windows shattered, the rest of the walls injured, but not fallen.
With the explosion, Shawn let loose everything he had, aimed all for Crotalus. After the violent explosion, the power in Shawn's eyes was gone, as was the life. He had been knocked unconscious due to a number of forces, leaving the young man laying on the ground.
Crotalus, in the midst of it all, was able absorb all of the radiation in the building just after the explosion went off. He took this chance to descend through the hole to the basement left by Nate to hide, burning a tunnel into one of the walls to reach one of the access sewer tunnels so he could escape. He had what he wanted. Money wasn't the prize here. All of these interesting subjects have been recorded and measured, and the next encounter was sure to be much more interesting.
After hearing the explosion from outside, both Booker and Emma rushed into the building to find the students. Shawn should have waited. He rushed his already half-baked plan to try and nab the bad guy before anyone else was ready, now Booker and Emma had no idea of the damage that had been caused.
"Kids!" Booker created constructs to start clearing away any debris, looking around the blast zone to see the status of his students. "Everyone check in, are you all okay?" Booker may have been in a tough spot before, but if worse came to worse, this could easily be one of the worst missions be was ever a part of.
It did not take Remy long at all to fetch the bags and load them up. However, after he was done, he waited by the door. He was not going to ruin this moment for Bonny. While he did not have a family of his own that he had similar sentiment with, he understood the importance of this goodbye, and would be ready for her when she was.
Once she was finally done, Remy smiled, his rugged but smooth features could easily rival that of Harrison Ford, if given the chance to battle with looks and acting. "Bonny, are you ready? We take off..." He looked at his wrist, as if inspecting an invisible watch. "Now. Load up into the plane and we should be at the mansion in a few hours. Sleep, relax, eat food, and ask any questions you may have about the school. I did teach there, after all."
"Head back to the transport, Nate. Sage can give you a temporary fix. Well, more like something to make you feel the effects less. Once we get home we can get all of you patched up." Booker stood next to several police officers, creating a barrier behind the wall of vehicles to ensure that their villain of the week didn't escape. It took a lot of focus to make a decent barrier around the bank, so he knew that Sage was going to have to monitor a little more for the time being.
Emma set a hand on Booker's shoulder, the woman having been delivered to the paramedics to be looked over and taken care of. She focused as well, hoping to clear Booker's mind so he could keep everything focused on the barrier.
Shawn, with the help of Chrys, had been moved to the foyer much faster than he had anticipated. The displacement and replacement of his body left him feeling a little tipsy, but it was nothing he couldn't handle without a second to breathe. As he took his moment, he could hear Heidi speak back to him.
He wasn't human. He couldn't be. Any human with that many mutations surely would have exploded with so many different powers. This radiation fellow was a force to be reckoned with. There had to be some way that they could take him down, at the very least nullify his powers long enough to be apprehended.
The gauntlet.
It was a piece of technology that Heidi had created based off of Tony Stark's own suit. Whether is was a bolt of electricity, arc beams, or pure plasma, it mattered little to Shawn right now.
"Alright everyone, I have a really, really stupid plan." Shawn spoke through the comms. "We're gonna need Booker too. His constructs aren't effected by radiation, so as long as he's at a safe distance, he'll be fine. Heidi, I need you to charge the ever-living hell out of me with your gauntlet. I can suck up that energy and I should be able to condense a beam tight enough to fry our foe. As a backup, Nate can use his reflecting business to condense it even further. Something that tight should, should fry him to bits. While he's down, Tatiana and Nate can pin him while Booker put him in a holding cell or something with his constructs. Rosemary, I hate to say it, but I need you to scout around, make sure nobody is left in the building. Who knows how messy this is going to get."
He wasn't the most confident in his plan, but he was determined to fake it at the very least. Not even he, the hopeful, had fully mastered compressing his own energy into a solid beam. Heidi charging him up even more would make it even more chaotic, maybe even bring Shawn over the edge, but he shouldn't have to hold all of that energy in for long. He just hoped it would go over well enough to work. At the very least, their foe might fear the power of teamwork so much after this that he'd run away in fear.
Emma set a hand on Booker's shoulder, the woman having been delivered to the paramedics to be looked over and taken care of. She focused as well, hoping to clear Booker's mind so he could keep everything focused on the barrier.
Shawn, with the help of Chrys, had been moved to the foyer much faster than he had anticipated. The displacement and replacement of his body left him feeling a little tipsy, but it was nothing he couldn't handle without a second to breathe. As he took his moment, he could hear Heidi speak back to him.
He wasn't human. He couldn't be. Any human with that many mutations surely would have exploded with so many different powers. This radiation fellow was a force to be reckoned with. There had to be some way that they could take him down, at the very least nullify his powers long enough to be apprehended.
The gauntlet.
It was a piece of technology that Heidi had created based off of Tony Stark's own suit. Whether is was a bolt of electricity, arc beams, or pure plasma, it mattered little to Shawn right now.
"Alright everyone, I have a really, really stupid plan." Shawn spoke through the comms. "We're gonna need Booker too. His constructs aren't effected by radiation, so as long as he's at a safe distance, he'll be fine. Heidi, I need you to charge the ever-living hell out of me with your gauntlet. I can suck up that energy and I should be able to condense a beam tight enough to fry our foe. As a backup, Nate can use his reflecting business to condense it even further. Something that tight should, should fry him to bits. While he's down, Tatiana and Nate can pin him while Booker put him in a holding cell or something with his constructs. Rosemary, I hate to say it, but I need you to scout around, make sure nobody is left in the building. Who knows how messy this is going to get."
He wasn't the most confident in his plan, but he was determined to fake it at the very least. Not even he, the hopeful, had fully mastered compressing his own energy into a solid beam. Heidi charging him up even more would make it even more chaotic, maybe even bring Shawn over the edge, but he shouldn't have to hold all of that energy in for long. He just hoped it would go over well enough to work. At the very least, their foe might fear the power of teamwork so much after this that he'd run away in fear.
@Calabon2437pssssst
please remember the two post buffer, also, please try and condense your Nate and Crotalus posts into one post, you can make a split by using [hr ]
please remember the two post buffer, also, please try and condense your Nate and Crotalus posts into one post, you can make a split by using [hr ]
@HaltingBlooperProbably a good deal of stuff. optimization and streamlining for games ans programs and the like. I still need to talk to someone about fixing my itunes...
so, I'm gonna be trying to add @Calabon2437's posts to my own for better coverage and detail, hopefully things will flow better then.
Emma noted the door that kept Rosemary and the woman inside the resthroom. She could faintly hear the sirens outside, the minds of the Firemen, Paramedics, and Police Officers hollering to one another. Booker was certainly trying to take control of the situation, probably make sure that everyone who had evacuated the building was safe.
It wasn't the time for that, now. With Chrys at her side, shifting the irradiated door into the other restroom, she could now help Rosemary and that poor woman out. "Thank you." She nodded to Chrys as he went up the stairs, to where Shawn was. If Chrys could handle radiation, maybe he'd be safe around Shawn for the time being.
"Services are here." Emma stepped into the restroom and looked around for the two other women. Shifting into her diamond form, she reached out to the irradiated woman. "Let's get you some help," She then looked to Rosemary, smiling and once more. "And thanks to you as well, keeping her safe and calm. Stay on the main floor for now, I'll be back so-"
She couldn't say much before she was so rudely interrupted. A man, tall, slender, and certainly handsome, made an attempt on Heidi, who was having a problem with the radiation down in the lobby of the bank. He seemed to have just appeared from nowhere, not even his thoughts were noticeable until just now.
Emma watched as the man set his hand on Heidi, hoping to burn her, or at least effect her somehow. She shifted back into her normal form in an attempt to see through Heidi's eyes. The brief mental connection she tried to make with Heidi resulted with Emma feeling some of the pain that Heidi was going through. Emma's shoulder burned, but her head and body felt clearer. It was obvious that he was the perpetrator here. "Rosemary," Emma yelled. "He's the one who set in the radiation. Focus on him while I escort this woman." She went back into her diamond form and carried to woman off outside. She picked up her own Comm system once safely out and used the open channel to everyone else's units. "We found our man. He's in the Lobby."
Upstairs, Shawn continued to wander around. He made it to the stair case that led down to the lobby before he ran into Chrys. "Hey man." He smiled at Chrys from behind his mask. "What's the situation like down there? It's safe to say that they second floor's been cleared. We just need to set up a solid perimeter here, on the ground floor, and in the basement. Maybe they drove a drill car." He chuckled at his own little joke. Either way, nobody was taking charge, and everyone was just walking around aimlessly. Maybe Booker was waiting for someone to step up, maybe that's why he and the actual super spy in the transport were doing so little to actually help. "You're shifting mutation can help us a lot, get us around places, make combat fun-"
It was then that Emma Frost spoke up and into the comm system, alerting Shawn of what was going on. He listened in carefully, but was not too happy that she said so little. Again, it was up to the students to figure this one out.
"Chrys, shift me down there. He's got radiation, I should be able to suck up at least some of it." He picked up his little comm unit and spoke into it. "Tatiana? Nate? Head down to the lobby as quick as you can, we need some expert fighters to pin him down. Heidi, any ideas?" Shawn cursed himself. They should have been talking a lot more, keeping tabs on everything, letting everyone know when something happened. He shouldn't have waited. At the same time, though, he didn't want to be a pushy show-off. Anyone that knew Shawn knew that he was an X-Men Hopeful. This was his life, and now he had the chance to live it.
After a second of thought, he looked back at Chrys. "Wait, hold on. I'm way closer, get Nate and Tatiana if you can." He said back to him, picking up the comms again. "I need locations, and we have no idea how tough this guy is. Rosemary, What kind of hits can you handle? I'll need you to hold him off till I get there to help out. Heidi, any ideas? Tips? We could use anything right now." He didn't like it a whole lot, especially since nobody talked over who was going to play leader, but Shawn believed that someone needed to bark orders.
When the door opened and Remy got a good look at the young woman he was escorting, he chose to sit in his pose for a little bit. He waited patiently for her to speak back, but got tired of waiting and rested in a normal standing position. Something, maybe the passive glare, told him that she wasn't too amused by him. He wasn't completely surprised, though. Not everyone fell for the LeBeaux charm.
When she did speak, however, Remy did cock an eye brow and toss his face into a smirk. Oh the millions of dirty jokes he could slide right in there with the cookie comment. He read her file, though. She lived with her grandmother, and the jokes he had were not for elderly ears.
She didn't quite wait for him to answer before walking back further inside the house, a motion that Remy understood as a free invite to come in and help her with her things. He'd try and deny that cookie, though. Not because he was against baked goods, but for other, homier reasons.
"Your things, Miss Bonavide?" He followed her further in, tilting his head. He could understand that she was going to miss home. He didn't like being away from home much either, but she was getting the ticket of a lifetime by being invited to the Institute.
His eyes did glance at the plate of three cookies set down just for him at the little table in the kitchen. Who was he to deny such an offer? He certainly wouldn't he able to say no if Bonnie's grandmother were to offer him one, so he would just save him embarassment and snag and eat one in the blink of an eye.
It was good, he wasn't afraid of admitting. However, he did feel bad about downing it so quickly. He took the second one, gingerly and carefully, eating it and savoring the flavor. That unsettling feeling came back to him. Bonnie was going to miss her Grandmother, he was sure about that.
"Miss Bonavide?" He asked again. "I'll get your things, why don't you talk with your grandmother while I do?"
It wasn't the time for that, now. With Chrys at her side, shifting the irradiated door into the other restroom, she could now help Rosemary and that poor woman out. "Thank you." She nodded to Chrys as he went up the stairs, to where Shawn was. If Chrys could handle radiation, maybe he'd be safe around Shawn for the time being.
"Services are here." Emma stepped into the restroom and looked around for the two other women. Shifting into her diamond form, she reached out to the irradiated woman. "Let's get you some help," She then looked to Rosemary, smiling and once more. "And thanks to you as well, keeping her safe and calm. Stay on the main floor for now, I'll be back so-"
She couldn't say much before she was so rudely interrupted. A man, tall, slender, and certainly handsome, made an attempt on Heidi, who was having a problem with the radiation down in the lobby of the bank. He seemed to have just appeared from nowhere, not even his thoughts were noticeable until just now.
Emma watched as the man set his hand on Heidi, hoping to burn her, or at least effect her somehow. She shifted back into her normal form in an attempt to see through Heidi's eyes. The brief mental connection she tried to make with Heidi resulted with Emma feeling some of the pain that Heidi was going through. Emma's shoulder burned, but her head and body felt clearer. It was obvious that he was the perpetrator here. "Rosemary," Emma yelled. "He's the one who set in the radiation. Focus on him while I escort this woman." She went back into her diamond form and carried to woman off outside. She picked up her own Comm system once safely out and used the open channel to everyone else's units. "We found our man. He's in the Lobby."
Upstairs, Shawn continued to wander around. He made it to the stair case that led down to the lobby before he ran into Chrys. "Hey man." He smiled at Chrys from behind his mask. "What's the situation like down there? It's safe to say that they second floor's been cleared. We just need to set up a solid perimeter here, on the ground floor, and in the basement. Maybe they drove a drill car." He chuckled at his own little joke. Either way, nobody was taking charge, and everyone was just walking around aimlessly. Maybe Booker was waiting for someone to step up, maybe that's why he and the actual super spy in the transport were doing so little to actually help. "You're shifting mutation can help us a lot, get us around places, make combat fun-"
It was then that Emma Frost spoke up and into the comm system, alerting Shawn of what was going on. He listened in carefully, but was not too happy that she said so little. Again, it was up to the students to figure this one out.
"Chrys, shift me down there. He's got radiation, I should be able to suck up at least some of it." He picked up his little comm unit and spoke into it. "Tatiana? Nate? Head down to the lobby as quick as you can, we need some expert fighters to pin him down. Heidi, any ideas?" Shawn cursed himself. They should have been talking a lot more, keeping tabs on everything, letting everyone know when something happened. He shouldn't have waited. At the same time, though, he didn't want to be a pushy show-off. Anyone that knew Shawn knew that he was an X-Men Hopeful. This was his life, and now he had the chance to live it.
After a second of thought, he looked back at Chrys. "Wait, hold on. I'm way closer, get Nate and Tatiana if you can." He said back to him, picking up the comms again. "I need locations, and we have no idea how tough this guy is. Rosemary, What kind of hits can you handle? I'll need you to hold him off till I get there to help out. Heidi, any ideas? Tips? We could use anything right now." He didn't like it a whole lot, especially since nobody talked over who was going to play leader, but Shawn believed that someone needed to bark orders.
When the door opened and Remy got a good look at the young woman he was escorting, he chose to sit in his pose for a little bit. He waited patiently for her to speak back, but got tired of waiting and rested in a normal standing position. Something, maybe the passive glare, told him that she wasn't too amused by him. He wasn't completely surprised, though. Not everyone fell for the LeBeaux charm.
When she did speak, however, Remy did cock an eye brow and toss his face into a smirk. Oh the millions of dirty jokes he could slide right in there with the cookie comment. He read her file, though. She lived with her grandmother, and the jokes he had were not for elderly ears.
She didn't quite wait for him to answer before walking back further inside the house, a motion that Remy understood as a free invite to come in and help her with her things. He'd try and deny that cookie, though. Not because he was against baked goods, but for other, homier reasons.
"Your things, Miss Bonavide?" He followed her further in, tilting his head. He could understand that she was going to miss home. He didn't like being away from home much either, but she was getting the ticket of a lifetime by being invited to the Institute.
His eyes did glance at the plate of three cookies set down just for him at the little table in the kitchen. Who was he to deny such an offer? He certainly wouldn't he able to say no if Bonnie's grandmother were to offer him one, so he would just save him embarassment and snag and eat one in the blink of an eye.
It was good, he wasn't afraid of admitting. However, he did feel bad about downing it so quickly. He took the second one, gingerly and carefully, eating it and savoring the flavor. That unsettling feeling came back to him. Bonnie was going to miss her Grandmother, he was sure about that.
"Miss Bonavide?" He asked again. "I'll get your things, why don't you talk with your grandmother while I do?"
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