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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Oct 20, 2003 18:54:33 GMT -4
Christine gasped a bit and broke her concentration. "No more, please no more..." she whispered and curled up into a tight ball. "I don't want to see anymore. Please.. for the love of all that is holy, don't make me see anymore."
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Post by Magneto on Oct 20, 2003 18:57:19 GMT -4
Wolverine
Seeing his opportunity to get out of the firing range from the Blob, Logan went over and sat next to Chris-laying a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "There now kiddo...I don't know what these Sentinals are, but I'm sure I can rip them to shreds before you even know what happened."
By the look in Rogues eyes when she was talking about it he wondered what he was up against. Not that he was afraid...
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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Oct 20, 2003 19:01:10 GMT -4
"There are more people like the Professor.. more telepaths... more psychics... He's the 214075th subject," she whispered, weeping quietly. "So much pain.. I can't... please.. don't make me look again..."
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Post by Gambit on Oct 20, 2003 19:09:48 GMT -4
Remy heard Christine muttering something about robots, and an underground room. He had focused his attention on here, so he was shocked when he turned back to Rogue, and saw the terrified look on her face. Turning around to face her, he placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Chere, you okay?" he asked, his concerned eyes roving her face.
What be wrong wit' her? What is goin' on? Remy thought, panic beginning to set in.
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Post by The Creator on Oct 20, 2003 19:14:07 GMT -4
"No... oh, God, no!" the young mutant mumble-prayed to herself as she buried her face in her free hand.
Hearing Remy ask if she was okay, all the Goth could do was shake her head as she thought about the things to come... Her mind was a jumble of Magnus' and her own memories from the week before and it was terrible. Nothing was clear and to make matters worse, she knew there was no way that they'd make it outta there fine and dandy. The whole group... What if the worst happens? What if they've already hurt the Professor? What if... No! Stop! Stop it!
Finally able to speak again, Rogue whispered to the cajun, "These things... They are the ones that... that attacked Magneto and Ah." Her voice was quivering, even as she tried to get it under control.
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Post by Magneto on Oct 20, 2003 19:21:08 GMT -4
Wolverine
To Chris he said "You tellin me that Chuck is not the first? Who are these people?" He grated angrily as he put an arm around her. When she started complaining about the visions he ground his teeth together. Man I hate going into this blind!
One thing he knew for sure-if telepaths were what these freaks were lookin' for, they were gonna have a hell of a time getting to Chris!
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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Oct 20, 2003 19:24:36 GMT -4
"telepaths, psychics, anyone who's gift deals with the mind, they took them," she whispered, brokenly. She curled up close and wept. "They're in pain, they don't understand why they're there." She continued to weep uncontrolably. "I don't want to look anymore - please - don't make me..." She just rocked back and forth, trying her best to stop crying and failing horribly.
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Post by Gambit on Oct 20, 2003 20:17:24 GMT -4
"Shh, it's okay, chere. Dis jus' a rescue mission. No one gonna get hurt. I won' let not'in' happen ta you," Remy replied in a soothing voice.
Reaching up, he moved a strand of white hair from her face, and tucked it behind her ear with a gloved hand. Suddenly, voices from across the room regained his attention.
"What're you doin' ta de fille, homme?" Remy said harshly to Logan. He didn't mean to sound so angry, but his stress level was reaching it's breaking point. "Don' worry, Petite. Nobody gonna make you look no more."
He looked over at the sobbing girl, and between her and Rogue, he didn't think his heart could take anymore pain.
I better get ta blow somet'in' up on dis mission, or I t'ink I gonna blow a blood vessel. Or develop an ulcer...
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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Oct 20, 2003 20:23:05 GMT -4
"Thank you," she whispered, wiping her eyes. "I can't take much more of their pain.. Why would they want to capture people like us?" She sniffled softly.
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Post by The Creator on Oct 20, 2003 20:47:05 GMT -4
Taking heed to Remy's comforting words, Rogue leaned over onto him, after he tucked her hair behind her ear, and placed her head on his shoulder. She didn't care if her friends were watching. She didn't care if they all saw. All she wanted now was to be close to the ones that cared about her the most. Just because it's a rescue misson don't mean nothin's gonna happen... It don't mean nothin' CAN happen either... the thought didn't comfort her one bit and she snuggled closer to the cajun, trying to clear her head.
Feeling slightly safer, Rogue looked about the trailer before speaking again. "Remy... Thanks..." she breathed quietly so only he could hear. And she really meant it.
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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Oct 20, 2003 20:50:57 GMT -4
Christine glanced about the trailer and noticed Kurt hadn't gotten on yet. She sighed softly and curled up into a tighter ball. 'I wish Kurt was here right now.. I don't think I could handle this on my own..' "At least there is no children there," she whispered, finding some amount of comfort in that. "All of them are ranging from teenager to adult."
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Post by Callisto on Oct 20, 2003 21:01:14 GMT -4
After getting out of the Plane, Callisto winced at the sunlight and the openess of the field. It's been a long time since I've seen light. Too long...maybe... Hanging back by the Jet, she followed everyone to their transportation.
Stepping up, she found a seat next to the door, as far away as she could from everyone else. Pulling her hat low and coat closer to hide most of her body, Callisto shivered. I'm here. In a truck, doing thing I only remember in my dreams. Alone.
Listening to the conversastions, she slowly began to worry. Sentinals...they're coming. I'm going to meet them head on to save someone I've never met before. I going crazy. But what are Sentinals? All I know is that they're some big mutant hunting machine....that could kill me.
Hearing Christine's question, Callisto made a sarcastic laugh. "They want you for the oposite reasons they would want me. You have a gift, something that could bring them power, while I.....I have a curse, scars of shame and pain".
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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Oct 20, 2003 21:04:25 GMT -4
"I never asked to be born telepathic," Christine whispered, and closed her eyes. "I.. I'll try to see if I can locate the professor," she whispered. "I'll try and block the other minds but it... it won't be easy.."
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Post by Gambit on Oct 20, 2003 21:05:55 GMT -4
Remy was beyond surprised when Rogue not only laid her head on his shoulder, but snuggled into his side.
I t'ought I was somet'in' she wanted ta hide from her amis. She actually don' care if dey see us anymore? I may get my t'roat ripped out by de Wolverine fo' dis, but...
Smiling, Remy placed an arm around Rogue's shoulder, and pulled her closer to him. If she didn't care, then why should he? Besides, it was beginning to feel like they were all living on borrowed time. So this was no time to dwell on the past, or the bad things, but to live in the moment.
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Post by Christine MacTaggart on Oct 20, 2003 21:13:47 GMT -4
Christine concentrated on finding the professor - trying to see what had happened.
Xavier suspended into a standing position by a pole that pierced into his spinal cord.
Christine gasped and broke her concentration. "No!!" she screamed, holding her head in her hands. "No!!" Tears streaked down her pale face.
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