[[1]Gage[1]] >>>>>DRAGON'S GROUP<<<<<

<[1]Phase[1]> <<:::In bad Spike impersonation::: But the bloody thing still won't tell you where to get a pint of guiness.>>

[[1]Gage[1]] LOCATION> CENTRAL PARK, 12 HOURS SINCE ARRIVAL.

[[1]Gage[1]] SCENE> AFTER GAGE'S GROUP DID NOT CHECK IN, DRAGON AND THE HER GROUP HAVE COME TO CENTRAL PARK TO FIND THEM. THE GROUP IS SPREAD ABOUT THE PARK RIGHT NOW LOOKING FOR ANY SIGN OF WHERE THEY MIGHT BE.

*** [1]Gage[1] is now known as [1]Twitch[1]

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Looks around, surveying the area with a critical eye::: ((Now, if I were a bunch of genetic misfits, where would I disappear to?))

<[1]Cryz[1]> ::in flesh form, sighs to himself as he occasionally glances around, his attention being paid more to the broken device he's cradling in his hands:: ((..I need to get this fixed somehow.. but who.. who would be able to fix it?))

<[1]Myriad[1]> ::leaning against a tree, eyes half-closed, trying to sense panicked/angry/hopeless emotions::

[[1]Twitch[1]] ::walking a few feet behind Cryz:: I wouldn't worry about that right now, lad. ::scans the park for people::

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Taps his watch::: Can you give me a map of the immediate area? ((Go ahead, say it. Make my day.))

[[1]Twitch[1]] <Watch-Device> Affirmative. ::displays a holo-image of the park::

<[1]Cryz[1]> Right.. ::cynical snicker:: because if need be, I can just.. stay behind, here in the past.. too bad I'll have a fiery-haired telepath on my case, because she doesn't want to stay behind. ::looks around::

<[1]Seraph[1]> ::walks quietly behind the others, watching the ground intently::

[[1]Twitch[1]] *sigh* We'll figure somethin' out. ::continues scanning::

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Looks over the map::: ((Well, I can see I've definently got my work cut out for me.))

<[1]Myriad[1]> ::sighs, moving away from the tree and back to the others::

<[1]Cryz[1]> ::raises a brow, surveying the park before glancing to Twitch:: Yeah.. because after all, we have our own resident genius on the team who can fix things, like.. ::pauses, blinking:: ..Reed Richards of the.. Fantastic Four.

[[1]Twitch[1]] ACTION> PHASE COMES ACROSS THE STAGE AND NOTICES SOME SCORCH MARKS IN THE GRASS.

<[1]Seraph[1]> ::stops and glances around::

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Looks over the ground, coming across the burnt grass::: Hello, what have we here? :::Kneels down, looking at the grass closely:::

<[1]Cryz[1]> ::turns to look at Twitch:: That's it! We'll go to Four Freedoms Plaza! I'm sure they'll help us! ::slight grin:: ..I've always wanted to visit that place, anyways..

<[1]Seraph[1]> Excuse me.. ::looks at Twitch:: but when can we return home? I do not like it here. ::looks down again::

<[1]Cryz[1]> And.. and.. ::searching look, eyes darting around as he tries to think:: if worse comes to worse, we could.. ::scowls, hmming to himself:: no, wait.. she probably hasn't joined the Hellfire Club, yet..

[[1]Twitch[1]] When we get our mission accomplished, lad. ::eyes dart over to Cryz:: ((Boyo's losin' it))

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Picks a few blades up, rubbing them between his fingers::: Certainly not natural. And doesn't look like it was intentional. :::Taps his watch::: Were you designed with any kinds of sensors?

<[1]Seraph[1]> ::sighs and sits on a parkbench::

[[1]Twitch[1]] <Watch-Device> Negative.

<[1]Myriad[1]> ::looks around a bit, runs a hand through her hair::

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Looks over the blades again::: Do you have records on any kinds of firefights in this area between the dates of our arrival and the assassination?

[[1]Twitch[1]] <Watch-Device> Negative.

[[1]Twitch[1]] ACTION> WHILE WALKING BY A MAN JOGGING, TWITCH CATCHES SOME STRAY THOUGHTS AND DISTINCTLY SENSES THE IDEAS OF "ASSASINATION" AND "FUTURE".

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Frowns, then pockets the blades::: Need something better than just intuition to figure this out. Record this position in the logs, for later examination.

[[1]Twitch[1]] ((Wha? )) ::eyes wide for a moment, then sends our a telepathic message to x-factor memebers:: {{ I jus' got some weird thoughts from a jogger...something about the future and time-travel }}

<[1]Myriad[1]> ::blinks:: ((where is this guy??))

[[1]Twitch[1]] ::looking around::

<[1]Seraph[1]> ::glances up and around:: ((um.. oh.. hi..))

[[1]Twitch[1]] ACTION> THE JOGGER IS GONE WHEN THEY TURN AROUND.

[[1]Twitch[1]] {{ 'e's gone. }} ::begins scanning:: {{Brown hair, gray sweats}}

<[1]Myriad[1]> ::looks around again, moving in a random direction::

<[1]Seraph[1]> ::stands up and stretches out his wings again, even tho you can't see them:: I wish I had the ability to see what the birds see, it would be very useful now

[[1]Twitch[1]] ::turns to Seraph:: Boyo, can ye take to the sky and see if ye can spot 'im?

<[1]Cryz[1]> ::mutters to himself, looking around:: Why'd they have to go and just.. leave without letting us know what was going on? Or in the least, they could've let us know ahead of time if they were gonna get captured..

<[1]Seraph[1]> won't people see me?

[[1]Twitch[1]] Don' care, lad. Findin' the time traveller is more important. ::still scanning::

<[1]Seraph[1]> ::sighs again:: alright... ::jumps up into the air, glancing down through the trees::

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Continues to check around the stage, looking for more::: ((I need a true smoking gun. Grass ain't gonna cut it.)) <<Pardon the pun.>>

[[1]Twitch[1]] ACTION> AS SERAPH GAINS ALTITUDE, HE SEES SOMEONE IS GRAY RUNNING INTO THE TREE'S NEAR THE STAGE.

<[1]Seraph[1]> ((there's someone running into the trees by the stage))

[[1]Twitch[1]] {{The stage, the stage! Everyone rendevous by the stage! He's in the woods near there! }} ::breaks out in a run::

<[1]Seraph[1]> ::swoops down and lands on the stage, glancing around::

<[1]Myriad[1]> ::..starts to quickly move towards where she thinks the stage is::

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Unholsters his pistol, looking around:::

<[1]Cryz[1]> ::watches Twitch then runs after him, mumbling about not wanting to end up destroying the universe by crushing a little big if he were to shift to crystal::

[[1]Twitch[1]] ::gets to the stage:: Where? ::scans::

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Slowly walks into the woods, keeping his eyes peeled::: Come out, come out, wherever you are.

[[1]Twitch[1]] ACTION> PHASE IS GREETED BY GUNFIRE, MUFFLED BY A SILENCER.

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Ducks behind a tree, muttering darkly::: I didn't come 2 years into the past just to die.

<[1]Myriad[1]> ::makes it to the stage, looking to Twitch:: ...?

[[1]Twitch[1]] ::runs up to Phase:: ((If I send a psi-bolt in there, it should connect with somebody if there's anyone in there)) ::sends a psi-bolt into the trees::

<[1]Cryz[1]> ::slowls down as he reaches them, looking around, breathing somewhat heavier from the running::

<[1]Seraph[1]> ::jumps off the stage next to Cryz:: I don't like this sisutaion at all

[[1]Twitch[1]] ACTION> A BLUE-SKINNED WOMAN FALLS FROM THE TREES, HOLDING A GUN. SHE LANDS ON HER FEET AND MAKES A BREAK INTO THE WOODS. IT IS EASY TO RECOGNIZE HER AS MYSTIQUE.

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Quickly breaks into a run, chasing after Mys::: Come back here! I gotta bullet with your name on it!

[[1]Twitch[1]] ::starts after her, but his age catches up with him, and just sends out a psi-bolt, which misses::

<[1]Cryz[1]> ::chases after Twitch and Phase:: ((..future universe implosion be damned.. I can run longer in my other form..)) ::eyes narrow, shifting to crystal::

<[1]Myriad[1]> ::...jogs after the others::

<[1]Seraph[1]> ::walks along after the others::

[[1]Twitch[1]] ACTION> MYSTIQUE IS QUICK AND AGILE, AND QUICKLY DISSAPPEARS FROM VIEW AGAIN. SHE THEN REAPPEARS AS SHE SWINGS DOWN FROM A TREE, KICKING AT PHASE.

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Rolls, moving to dodge the kick::: Resisting arrest, eh? This is more fun than I should be allowed!

<[1]Seraph[1]> ::joins up with the others::

<[1]Cryz[1]> ::narrows his body slightly, lengthening his legs to catch up quicker, his stride lengthening::

<[1]Myriad[1]> ::slight frown to herself, tries to see if she can sense the attacker's emotions::

[[1]Twitch[1]] <Mystique> ::misses Phase, hits the ground with a roll, then stops, looking at the people coming upon her, her eyes going wide in confusion for a moment:: What're you doing here! I was the only one supposed to come back! ::dives at Cryz::

[[1]Twitch[1]] ACTION> MYRIAD CAN SENSE THAT MYSTIQUE IS CONFUSED AND ANGRY, ESPECIALLY BY CRYZ'S PRESENCE.

<[1]Phase[1]> :::Brings up his pistol, trying to get a clear shot::: Hold still! It's hard to hit you when you're moving around so much!

[[1]Twitch[1]] ::sends out a psi-bolt at Mystique as she dives, hitting her::

<[1]Cryz[1]> ::blinks in confusion, bracing himself to catch Mystique::

<[1]Myriad[1]> ((strange...))

[[1]Twitch[1]] ACTION> MYSTIQUE IS HIT BY THE PSI-BOLT AND CRYZ CATCHES HER LIMP BODY.

[[1]Twitch[1]] >>>>>MEANWHILE<<<<<

[[1]Twitch[1]] LOCATION> UNKNOWN, A ROOM GLOWING WITH ELECTRONIC EQUIPMENT.

[[1]Twitch[1]] SCENE> THE GROUP, STRIPPED TO THEIR UNDIES, HAS FOUND THEMSELVES WITHIN CLEAR TUBES NEXT TO ONE ANOTHER AND NEEDLES PRODDING EVERY LIMB, SPINE, NECK, BACK OF HEAD AND FOREHEAD. THEY CAN TELL THAT THIER POWERS ARE NOT INHIBITED, BUT TO USE THEM WOULD CAUSE A GREAT DEAL OF PAIN. ALSO, CLICK IS NOT WITH THE GROUP.

<[1]Eve[1]> ::groggily looks around:: everybody looks kinda naked.. ::blinks::

[[1]Gage[1]] ::moves his eyes to the side, not really able to move his head:: Yes... and I'm not happy about it. Am I wrong in thinking that those were Prime Sentinels?

<[1]Eve[1]> I didn't have much time to tell.. but I think you're right Gage

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> ::shakes realising what's she's wearing and looks around..:: ((oww..that hurt..and god..I'm practically naked..don't even know these people..)) ::blinks and looks towards Gage was best she can:: Yes..you are right ((Want to not be in this situation..))

<[1]Eve[1]> Maybe I can find out where we are if these hookups are anywhere near the computer database unit.. just have to use my powers ::closes her eyes and tries to access any info but only feels sudden pain:: ahh!

<[1]Eve[1]> ...somethings.. wrong..

[[1]Gage[1]] Yes...very wrong.

<[1]Eve[1]> I think my powers work but..

[[1]Gage[1]] ACTION> THROUGH SLIDING DOORS, BASTION STROLLS INTO THE ROOM LOOKING SMUG.

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> No power inhibiting..but You can't really use them anyways...::glares at Bastion::

<[1]Eve[1]> ::glances at Bastion:: Do I know you..?

[[1]Gage[1]] ::<Bastion> No. And I don't know you. ::looks at Gage:: Or you. ::looks at SC:: But I believe you are a member of the European mutant group Excalibur.

<[1]Eve[1]> uh-uh.. she's with us

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> I don't care to converse with anyone while I'm in my underwear..not by my choosing ((this is so awful..))

[[1]Gage[1]] ::cringes at Eve:: ((Please, just shut up Eve...don't talk)) Eve, don't give him any more information..we don't want help him hurt people.

<[1]Eve[1]> oh.. I'm sorry Gage..

[[1]Gage[1]] <Bastion> Hurt people. Mutants aren't people. They're trash. To be discarded. :;thinks for a moment:: Odd, you seem to know me...or of me ::blinks at Eve:: Mr. Gage.

[[1]Gage[1]] ::tempered exhale::

<[1]Eve[1]> :;gasps:: He knows who you are??

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> Why don't you just get to the point..would save us the time of expending the energy to glare at you and so forth ::sighs::

[[1]Gage[1]] ::sighs and look at Bastion::

[[1]Gage[1]] <Bastion> Well, the point, is that I've come across some unregistered mutants. One of whom has some very high tech weaponry as armor. and... ::pushes a botton on the wall::

[[1]Gage[1]] ACTION> AS BASTION PRESSES THE BUTTON, TWO LARGE METAL PANELS OPEN, REVEALING CLICK, WHO HAS BEEN STRUNG TO HIS TECHNO-ORGANIC THINEST AND HAS THE APPEARANCE OF A DISHEVELLED SPIDER-WEB WITH HIS HEAD IN THE MIDDLE. HE IS CONSCIOUS AND OBVIOUSLY IN PAIN.

<[1]Eve[1]> ::eyes widen:: Click.. no..

<[1]Eve[1]> ::glares:: You leave him alone or else..

<[1]Click[1]> ::continues to try to get out through the pain muttering slung phrases that make no sense::

[[1]Gage[1]] <Bastion> a member of the defunct government techno-organic sentinel unit, Phalanx. ::turns to Eve:: Click, you say? So, I was correct in thinking this wasn't the one known as Douglock.

<[1]Eve[1]> ..oops..

<[1]Eve[1]> ..I'm sorry Gage..

<[1]Eve[1]> I didn't mean to tell him that

[[1]Gage[1]] Thats...okay...Eve. ::looks at Bastion, angrily::

[[1]Gage[1]] <Bastion> So, we've decided to conduct some tests. ::pushes some buttons on the wall::

<[1]Eve[1]> Why do you want to hurt him.. or us?

<[1]Eve[1]> We didn't do anything to you

<[1]Eve[1]> ::struggles in her bonds:: ((If I had my armor on I could get out of this..))

[[1]Gage[1]] ACTION> THE NEEDLES IN THE BACK OF THEIR HEADS INSERT THEMSELVES DEEPER INTO THEIR BRAINS. CLICK FEELS A SHOCK UP ELECTRICTY HIT HIS HEAD.

<[1]Eve[1]> ::winces::

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> ((Well could phase out of it..but that would cause pain deducing from Eve's experience..need some other way)) ..ahh ::bites her lip hard::

[[1]Gage[1]] ACTION> EVERYTHING GOES BLACK FOR A MOMENT, THEN THE GROUP FINDSTHEMSELVES OUT OF THE TUBES, AND IN SOME SORT OF WAR TORN LAND.

<[1]Eve[1]> ::searches around and checks to make sure she's wearing the correct outfit::

[[1]Gage[1]] ::rubs his head:: This...::looks around:: This isn't real, i don't think.

<[1]Eve[1]> Let me find out.. ::touches the ground and tries to use her technokinesis to try and form something from the ground::

<[1]Click[1]> ::looks around, trying to mind scan for people::

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> ::wakes up and sits up quickly..getting a head rush/ache and has a painful expression but she checks out what she's wearing..and sighs:: thank god..

[[1]Gage[1]] ACTION> EVE'S ATTEMPTS ARE UNSUCCESFUL.

[[1]Gage[1]] <Bastions Voice> Now, we'll start off with something simple.

<[1]Eve[1]> ::stands back up and glances at Gage:: The ground isn't effected by my abilities

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> Oh fun..::picks herself up and pusehs her hair back::

[[1]Gage[1]] ACTION> A LARGE, RATHER ADVANCED LOOKING SENTINEL APPEARS OUT OF THIN AIR IN FRONT OF THE GROUP.

<[1]Eve[1]> ::tries extending her armor wings::

<[1]Eve[1]> We're supposed to fight now?

[[1]Gage[1]] Oh, for the love of... We've done the sentinel thing...it's getting old! ::powers up and runs at the sentinel blasting:: Raghhh!

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> ::phases as she floats up off the ground:: That's my assumption

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> Though..Gage might take care of it..::blinks::

<[1]Eve[1]> we can get it.. but we have to figure out a way to rescue poor Click

<[1]Eve[1]> ::fires off a multitude of plasma blasts from different points in her bioarmor::

[[1]Gage[1]] <Sentinel> Defensive perameters in place. ::smacks gage away with his large metal hand::

<[1]Click[1]> ::spikes his arms and sends them at the legs of the sentinal::

<[1]Eve[1]> Gage! ::quickly stops firing and swoops down to soften Gage's impact::

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> ::flies at the sentinel:: ((Worked last time..)) ::flies towards it's head to phase through it::

[[1]Gage[1]] ACTION> EVE IS ABLE TO SLOW GAGE DOWN.

<[1]Eve[1]> ::instinctively uses a metal wing to shield the both of them:: Are you alright, Gage?

[[1]Gage[1]] <Sentinel> ::beeps at SH approaches:: Changing density.

[[1]Gage[1]] Yes. Thanks, Eve. ::gets up and blasts at the sentinel::

<[1]Eve[1]> You're welcome

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> ((Oh that can't be good..)) ::slows herself down so she could attempt phasing without killing herself in the process::

<[1]Eve[1]> ::stands behind Gage and fires a rocket at the Sentinel::

[[1]Gage[1]] ACTION> SH FEELS PAINS AS SHE PHASES THE SENTINEL AND IT DOESN'T SEEM TO HURT IT. CLICK'S ATTAMPTS ARE THWARTED AS WELL, AS HE GETS BLASTED BACK NEAR EVE.

<[1]Click[1]> ::skids accross the ground:: ugh

<[1]Eve[1]> Click! I didn't know you were here with us! ::rushes over by him:: Does this mean you're free?

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> Ahh! ::starts to float down back towards the earth..as she lands on stomach:: ((Have to get back up now..))

[[1]Gage[1]] ACTION> AS EVE TOUCHES CLICK, SHE SENSES SOMETHING...CLICK IS HARDWIRED TO THE SIMULATION, UNLIKE THE REST OF THE GROUP. IN ESSENCE, SHE HAD ACCESS TO BASTION'S SYSTEMS THROUGH CLICK.

[[1]Gage[1]] <<HAD = HAS>>

<[1]Eve[1]> Click..? I.. think I can help us

<[1]Click[1]> ::Gets up slowly:: i dont think im free ::looks at her:: howso?

<[1]Eve[1]> Just hold still for me, okay? ::smiles:: Gage.. let the others know to cover us!

[[1]Gage[1]] ::still blasting, hears Eve:: Eve, whats going on?

<[1]Eve[1]> ::places her hands on his face gently:: I'm going to try and access to his systems.. maybe it can free us in the real world

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> ::picks herself up and moves towards Gage hearing some of what they're saying:: What?

<[1]Eve[1]> ::glances at Click:: You'll have to trust me, okay?

<[1]Click[1]> ..alright

[[1]Gage[1]] Cover Eve and Click! ::runs at the Sentinel, trying to bash it with some super-strength::

<[1]Eve[1]> ::closes her eyes and tries to use her powers to gain access and hopefully shut down the program running and also free their bonds::

<[1]Eve[1]> ((Please.. let this work.. I know I can do it for them..))

[[1]Gage[1]] <Sentinel> ::looks down at Gage and tries to smash him by stepping on him::

<[1]Shadowcat[1]> Ok..not sure how'll I'll do that..Gage move! ::floats towards him and attempts to phase him so he doesn't get stepped on:: Of course..if he steps on us it's gonna hurt..

[[1]Gage[1]] ACTION> EVE IS FLAHSED INTO A WORLD OF COMPUTER SUB-ROUTINES AND CONTROLS. SHE QUICKLY IS ABLE TO SEE THE COMMAND FOR "PRISONER RESTRAINTS AND CONTROLS".

<[1]Eve[1]> ((Hmpf.. I did warn him "or else"..)) ::tries to shut dwn the prisoner restraints controls::

[[1]Gage[1]] ::gets phased as the foot comes down::

[[1]Gage[1]] ACTION> AS EVE SHUTS DOWN THE RESTRAINTS, THE GROUP IS SUDDENLY JERKED BACK INTO THE REAL WORLD...PAINFULLY. THEIR RESTRAINTS ARE MISSING, THEIR ARE NO NEEDLES, AND THE TUBES ARE GONE.

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<[1]Eve[1]> ... ::slowly opens her eyes:: did..I help?

[[1]Gage[1]] ::falls down:: ahhh! ::looks around:: We're out! Lets move! ::jumps up and moves over to Eve:: Yes.

<[1]Eve[1]> ::smiles:: oh.. yay me

<[1]Eve[1]> where's Click?

<[1]Click[1]> ::tries forming himself back to his normal form::

<[1]Eve[1]> ::climbs down and looks around:: and our clothes

[[1]Gage[1]] ACTION> CLICK IS ABLE TO REFORM HIMSELF.

[[1]Gage[1]] ::looks down at himself:: Oh, right. ::looks at his wrist:: And the watches!

<[1]Click[1]> ::steps out:: we need those watch things

<[1]Eve[1]> I don't know if I can be...

<[1]Eve[1]> he has access to all of that technology? That's not a good thing..

<[1]Eve[1]> My armor has files also, Gage.. ::frowns::

[[1]Gage[1]] I know. He didn't say anything, so maybe he thought they were just watches. Anyways, lets moves before the guards show up.

[[1]Gage[1]] >>>>>END SIM<<<<<