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Post by Snapcake on Dec 16, 2003 14:45:30 GMT -4
From the looks everyone was giving him as he moved around in the mansion you would have thought he tried to kill the President or something. Toad would go up and try and hang out with various people, only to get shunned by the guys and glared at by the girls. One female student chased him down the hallway saying she was going to rip his eyeballs out. “Now that is just plain rude-yo!”<br>
Finally it was time for him to face the music though, and he made his way up the stairs to his master’s quarters. Reaching out a gnarled greenish hand, he beat out the ‘shave and a haircut-two bits’ knock, pausing a little longer than necessary for the ‘two bits’.
The door flew open and revealed Magneto sitting behind his desk leveling a serious look at him.
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Post by Magneto on Dec 16, 2003 14:54:52 GMT -4
Erik opened the desk drawer for the umpteenth time in search of the notebook he was using to plot the strategies against the Sentinels. Piecing together bits and scraps from informants at different levels he had ascertained what he believed to be a fair facsimile to the truth about them-and the prospect was much more grim than he imagined. Once again his search came up fruitless.
That can only mean that either there is a spy amongst us, or Logan has procured the notebook and is using it on his misguided mission.
He almost hoped it was the former. If Logan was using the outdated information in that notebook he may well be in for more trouble than he bargained for. Just then a knock sounded on his door. Shutting his desk and locking it he opened the door with a wave of his hand. On the other side slouched a somewhat sheepish looking Toad.
“Toad.” He said with a chill to his tone. “I called you hours ago. I hope you have a good explanation to why you are late-among other things.”<br>
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Post by Snapcake on Dec 16, 2003 15:06:52 GMT -4
At the icy tones his master was using, Toad’s eyes bugged out and his voice took on a simpering edge. “No master…I mean yes, I do have a good excuse. I mean-it’s not an excuse, it’s the truth!” He came into the room advancing a step with each whiny phrase and gesturing wildly with his hands. His eyes were as big as saucers and a thin sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead.
“Didn’t you get my message? I sent an answer to your call…” He demonstrated by squeezing his eyes shut and thinking real hard.
Told you that I was gonna be a little late-car problems and all.
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Post by Magneto on Dec 16, 2003 15:37:01 GMT -4
“Toad, do I need to remind you that the scope of your powers does not include telepathy?” Erik said with feigned patience. He pushed his hand out and the door shut behind Toad with a slam. With an icy blue glare he stood and came around the other side of his desk right in front of the trembling Toad. “Had you gotten here earlier I might have been able to stop Pyro from going on what is surely a suicide mission.”<br>
Glaring down at Toad he said, “You very well might be responsible for your friend’s demise.” Then with a hand outstretched before him he lifted Toad off the ground and his glare intensified. “You have been causing trouble here Toad since the day you arrived! You are almost as big a thorn in my side as Condor was!”<br>
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Post by Snapcake on Dec 16, 2003 18:06:36 GMT -4
Remembering the fearful look that was in Pyro’s eyes when grizzly led him away, Toad shivered. That look would haunt him the rest of his days if anything happened to him. But something struck him as odd. “Master, that hairy dude-Wolverine was the one who took him away. Ain’t he one of the leaders here? Why would he do something that could jack up Pyro?”<br>
Unless that wasn’t Wolverine at all, but a spy in disguise. Maybe it was a shape-shifter-from another planet even. I bet that’s it a shape-shifter from outer space!
He stared up at the ceiling wistfully until he noticed that the ceiling seemed to be getting closer. He was levitating off the ground and his master was saying the most horrible thing! “Master! Don’t even say such a thing. ME-like CONDOR?” A tear filled his eye and slid down his cheek. “NEVER!”<br>
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Post by Magneto on Dec 17, 2003 13:30:33 GMT -4
Magneto couldn’t help but smile a little. “No Toad, I guess you are not like Condor are you?” He lifted the mutant up till they were practically face-to-face, bluish energy crackled around Toad’s body. “I do not remember the last time Condor was caught spying on the women in the shower!”
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Post by Snapcake on Dec 17, 2003 13:39:14 GMT -4
Still upset by being compared to Condor, Toad was caught off guard when he suddenly found himself floating up to Magneto’s angry face and being accused of spying in the shower. “That wasn’t my fault!” Toad exclaimed in horror. “Didn’t you hear how it happened? That Guido guy is bigger and stronger than me. He made me and Pyro do it!”
Toad knew he was taking a risk in lying to his master, but he did it instinctively-almost as natural a reflex as blinking when something is flying at your face. Then he added quietly. “It will not happen again, master.”
I’m going to wet myself!
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Post by Magneto on Dec 17, 2003 15:55:23 GMT -4
Magneto released his powers, sending Toad to the ground in the merciless grip of gravity. He hit with a thud and a grunt and stayed down there looking up at Magneto between his fingers. “Rest assured I will get to the bottom of this. If Mr. Carosella is responsible he will face stiff penalties! In case you did not already know, I am kept abreast of matters in this mansion whether big or small.”<br>
He looked down at Toad and let his anger slide a little bit. “Do I make myself clear?”<br>
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Post by Snapcake on Dec 17, 2003 15:58:21 GMT -4
Cowering on the floor Toad listened very carefully to his master. Every word seemed to be filled with innuendo and double meaning. Is he saying what I think he’s saying? Yo! He WANTS me to spy on the chicks! His face lit up and he stood to his feet with a salute.
“Yes master! It will be my pleasure master!”<br>
Man-first that Oreo chick all but begs me to spy on her, then master gives me thumbs up for it too! Toadles-this is your lucky day!
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Post by Magneto on Dec 18, 2003 11:51:39 GMT -4
Looking at Toad with a somewhat confused expression, Erik wondered what was going on in the strange mutant’s mind. Considering asking, he rejected the notion immediately and returned to his seat instead without another word.
Toad was picking himself off the floor when Erik spoke to him again. “Have you had any luck deciphering any more of the mansion’s security codes?” By the look on Toad’s face he could accurately guess the answer to that. “Or are you too busy looking at undressed females to help me out with that…?”<br>
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Post by Snapcake on Dec 18, 2003 12:58:48 GMT -4
Avoiding eye contact, Toad looked at the floor, the walls on either side of him, the ceiling-anywhere to avoid that penetrating gaze of Magneto. "Well, you see...ehem..it's really all pretty complicated, that is to say..." He loosened the collar around his neck. Man is it hot in here or what?
"There's been a little snag..."
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Post by Magneto on Dec 20, 2003 12:40:17 GMT -4
"Define 'snag'." Erik said dryly. He leaned back against the soft leather of the chair and studied Toad with a humorless scrutiny.
"Perhaps I need to reiterate just how important your research is to this mission. This is much more than me just wanting to find out about Xavier's mansion. I need to know escape routes, security codes, defense systems..." He folded his hands in his lap. "Time is running out Toad. Your goofing off might cost us some lives."
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Post by Snapcake on Dec 20, 2003 19:05:54 GMT -4
Toad looked horrified at the prospect. The last thing he really wanted was for people to get jacked up over this. With an unusual resolve he straightened his bent back and met his master’s eyes. “Master, I will not let that happen.”<br>
He moved across the room and reached for the door. “I’ll get this to you asap master. Or as soon as possible.” Not noticing Magneto’s shaking head and rolling eyes, Toad proudly opened the door and stepped out. I cannot let master down in this. Not if it’s such a big thang.
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