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Post by arstyn on Nov 12, 2004 17:14:40 GMT -4
Mortimer soon followed, now almost a phantom. His footsteps were no more dectectable than a cat's, trying to be inconspicuous as possible.
He wanted out of here. Something didn't seem in place. He looked at the Witch for a split second, his face masked by his black hood.
Suddenly, memories filled his head that certainly weren't his. She looked different, and most certainly he looked different. As gold eyes survayed the room, he began to see almost a ghost-like projection of each person. Some had more than one.
His eyes suddenly met with Pietro's, and he almost instantly felt a headache coming on.
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Post by quicksilver on Nov 12, 2004 17:42:04 GMT -4
Pietro turned to look at the doorway as he heard people entering, then gave the older man in a cape and helmet a considering stare as he spoke to Havok. He glanced back at Wanda quickly, before his eyes focused on the figure behind the imposing man in elaborate uniform.
Toad.
That annoying little amphibian from the mall. Pietro could almost feel the irritation rising and a headache starting, and the man hadn't even said a word yet.
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Post by arstyn on Nov 12, 2004 17:48:53 GMT -4
At first he thought of offering some bit of sardonic remark, but thought better of it. He didn't even think to ask why the white-haired Flash was with them. Didn't care. "D'you guys have a clue where card-guy and his lot got off to?"
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Post by amieva on Nov 12, 2004 17:52:42 GMT -4
Wanda stepped up to her brother, seeing the muscles tense in his neck. She took his hand and squeezed it firmly. "Shhh..."
She wondered what made him so tense. She followed his eyes to Toad, who stood behind Magneto. They must know each other.
"{The man in the helmet is Magneto, brother. I will introduce you to him when he's done with Havok.}"
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Post by quicksilver on Nov 12, 2004 18:15:41 GMT -4
Pietro turned his head as Wanda took hold of his hand, tearing his steely glare from Toad to look at her lovingly.
I can tolerate anything while you are here.
"{Of course. Do you know why exactly he seems to be wearing a bucket on his head?}"
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Post by amieva on Nov 12, 2004 18:29:36 GMT -4
Wanda stifled a giggle at her twin's question. "{You'd have to ask him, Pietro. I don't have an answer to that.}"
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Post by Vapor on Nov 12, 2004 19:27:56 GMT -4
Vapor paused in the doorway a short time later having checked out a few more room in the hall. Positioning her self in the doorway with her shoulder against the doorframe, she quietly observed the others in the room.
She could recall a few faces from the meeting and another that she'd never seen before. The odd thing about that particular person was his hair- white, just like Magneto's, and this guy hadn't aged much for his number to show.
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Post by Havok on Nov 13, 2004 10:21:12 GMT -4
Havok turned his head to the doorway as someone walked in, his hands at the ready just in case. He relaxed somewhat when Magneto entered the room, followed by the other two.
"Personnel files, sir. Detailed medical reports on each member of the Institute's staff, performed by Doctor McCoy."
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Post by arstyn on Nov 13, 2004 17:14:40 GMT -4
Toad's eyes suddenly lit up with interest. Medical files, eh? I could make good use of those. Allergies, medical conditions...maybe bustin' in to this heap wasn't so bad of an idea after all... Although still tense, he let a small smile lap at his lips, and he stood more at ease.
The growing of the Brotherhood since his departure could certainly be described as an asset, to say the least.
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Post by Jubilee on Nov 13, 2004 21:37:20 GMT -4
Jubilee bounced out of the elevator, then adopted a more sedate walk as they headed to where the rest of the group was.
"Cleared out the bottom levels, sir. The Blackbird is gone, unfortunately. But we found some computers and I cleaned them out of infomation."
She looked past the group standing in the doorway to where Wanda and Havok were...with some tall attractive guy with silvery hair standing very close and personal with Wanda. Whoa. There were some damn interesting developments happening around the Acolytes lately.
"Gambit cleaned out the weapons locker as well. Are we going to take any of the bikes or cars, or wreck 'em?"
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Post by Gambit on Nov 13, 2004 21:50:25 GMT -4
Having retrieved the bag of weapons, Gambit accompanied his small group back up to the upper levels of the mansion. Quickly locating the only voices in the quiet house, they came upon their whole team... plus one.
I t’ought dis place was deserted. He don’ seem t’ be fightin’ us off, but de last place I expected t’ pick up a new recruit was at de X-mansion...
“Looks like we be ready t’ head back, non?” he said simply, before inconspicuously attempting to read the expressions of the rest of the team. Many of them seemed strange, uncomfortable.
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Post by quicksilver on Nov 13, 2004 22:05:37 GMT -4
Quicksilver grinned, before looking at Magneto again and expression turning solemn.
"{Somehow, I don't think I will. Or at least, I won't call it a bucket.}"
He restrained himself from just picking her up and dancing with her, like they'd done in the Gypsy camp when they had been children. He felt exultant; to have found her when he had thought her dead. It was wonderous. Amazing. Fantastic.
He looked at the newest people to arrive. A young Asian girl in a bright yellow coat. He managed not to wince at the sheer eyeblinding nature of it. A beautiful woman with a white streak emblazoned in her hair. And someone he was all too familar with.
"Gambit."
A knife flicked out into his hand easily as he considered the trajectory needed to send the slim blade into the other thief's throat. And if that was Gambit, then the girl would be Jubilee. Well, his contract was only for the one.
"It's remarkable how much I was paid to see you dead. Two commissions filled in one day; it's not often my prey walks straight into my path."
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Post by amieva on Nov 13, 2004 22:16:52 GMT -4
Wanda sensed something was wrong even before Pietro's little speech left his lips.
"PIETRO, NO!" she screamed and grabbed his arms. "{What the hell are you doing, brother?! That man saved my life once! They're my friends! You can't mean to kill them!}"
There was no pleading in her voice. More like demand.
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Post by arstyn on Nov 13, 2004 22:18:01 GMT -4
Mortimer watched on with a bored expression. "You sure know how to make a scene, don't you? Five minutes withou' threatining someones life and that little head of yours will implode on itself, eh?"
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Post by quicksilver on Nov 13, 2004 22:22:38 GMT -4
"{Wanda, I was hired to kill him! I...I'm not a very nice person to know, now.}"
Pietro, looking at her and the shock in her eyes, felt suddenly ashamed for what he had become. The bitterness. The rage. The carefully calculated descent into the underworld, to become a thief and a murderer many times over. His hands were stained with a thousand sins and she was as faultless as she had ever been.
"{He saved your life? You tell me this truly?}"
He gestured at Gambit with the point of the knife, ignoring Toad.
"{And I don't mean to kill them all. Just Gambit.}"
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