>>>>PROLOGUE<<<<<

LOCATION> SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA, 3 DAYS AGO.

SCENE> A BLONDE MAN AND A DARK HAIRED WOMAN MAKE THEIR WAY DOWN A DESERTED STREET. LAMP LIGHT FLICKERS NEARBY, BUT OBVIOUSLY THE BULB NEEDS REPLACED. ERICA DANER, WALKING TOWARDS THE DUO, MAKES HER WAY HOME TO HER RUN-DOWN APARTMENT BUILDING AFTER PULLING HER THRID DOUBLE SHIFT.

<Erica> (( Tomorrow, I quit. It's stupid to put up with John's bullshit when he keeps promising a raise)) ::moves to one side of the side-walk in order to walk past the duo walk towards her::

<Erica> ::as she passes the duo:: (( And the way he stares)) ::shivers:: (( There's just something. I know he's undressing me with his eyes. ugh, that look ))

<Woman> That look? ::turns to face Erica::

<Man> ::turns as well:: This look?

<Erica> Huh? ::turns and looks the two, but suddenly catches the man's gaze and freezes::

<Man> ::approaches Erica and caresses her cheek with the back of his hand:: Lovely.

<Woman> ::approaches as well:: Indeed. ::grabs Erica's wrist, closes her eyes and inhales deeply::

<Erica> ::writhes, as if in agony, but with a look of joy on her face::

<Man> Be weary, sister. Feed not long. This one shall suit us for further use.

<Woman> ::releases Erica, and steps back:: Yes, she will not be missed. Come. ::begins walking away::

<Man> ::turns and follows the woman::

ACTION> THE MAN AND THE WOMAN, BOZ AND LILY WALKER, TWINS THOUGH YOU WOULDN'T KNOW IT, DISSAPPEAR DOWN AN ALLEYWAY.

ACTION> THE EXPRESSION OF JOY WIPED FROM HER FACE, ERICA FALLS TO THE GROUND,BUT SHE IS NOT DEAD. WHEN SHE AWAKENS SOME TEN MINUTES LATER, WITHOUT INJURY, SHE FEELS UNWHOLE AND FULL OF SHAME, BUT NONETHELESS MAKES IT TO HER APARTMENT AND FALLS ASLEEP QUICKLY, BECAUSE TOMORROW'S GOING TO BE HELL FOR HER.

>>>>>INTRODUCTION<<<<<

LOCATION> UNKNOWN

SCENE> X-FACTOR HAS AWAKENED AND KINDLY ESCORTED TO A MEETING ROOM. A MAN WHO HAS INTRODUCED HIMSELF AS MICHEAL SKYLER, HEAD OF SPECIAL COMMISIONS FOR THE CIA, SPEAKS TO X-FACTOR ABOUT THEIR FUTURE.

<Skyler> I apologize for any confusion you are suffer. Let me explain what has happened. You are all dead...or at least it appears that way to the government, the public, etc...We picked you up after Smith...exploded. We brought you here and treated you for the minor injuries you received. But I have an offer to make. The FBI...or Val Cooper and Tyler Smith, failed to see what we here at the CIA can see clear as day. X-Factor was never meant to be public. If you wanted to help further mutants into society, you would have joined the X-Men. No, your talents are better utilized protecting society from the threats the Avengers, the X-Men, and the rest of those super-teams don't address. The ones the world doesn't know about...and shouldn't. After hearing of your time-traveling mission, I knew that you had the ability to carry-out plans that aren't so clearly defined by morals. That isn't to say that overall the CIA is immoral, but, like I said, we protect society from the threats they don't even know exist...and we do so with finality. You would be investigating, uncovering, and opposing threats to both the human, super-human, and mutant populace of this world. I realize, of course, that you've been jerked around before, so I want to assure you: no tricks. Read my mind if you like. If this isn't for you, you are free to go and take a chance with the authorities, who blame you for the deaths of those in the SHCC offices. For those who stay, you are offered political amnesty, private lives, and healthy benefits. Also, I don't care whether you bombed the office building or not. If you did, I'm sure you did what had to be done. ::shrugs:: But it doesn't matter. Val Cooper and the rest of the federal government believe you did bomb it and I doubt there's anything that can change their mind. After all, the world thinks you're dead. A mistake we don't intend to bring to light. You actually have death certificates. ::waves a bunch of papers around in his hand:: In fact, it is only those involved with this department that realize you are actually alive. If you stay, you are free to resign your employment at anytime and we will offer you protection, but I you must at least make an effort to work with us. But if you leave now...no deal. Your friend, Hazard, has already decided to leave... his choice, and good luck to him. So basically, if you do something for us, we'll do something for you. Like I said, we're not playing games. This isn't X-Files anymore people. Think Mission Impossible with a smidgen of Men in Black.. Questions?

[Gage] >>>>>SIM START<<<<<

<Seraph> ::sits quietly apparently in deep thought::

[Gage] ::looks at everyone:: ((... a lot to take in...))

<Polaris> ::Eyes Skyler a moment:: I'd rather take my chances with the authorities, because I frankly don't care what you say, this could be a little trick as well.

<Rhythm> ::looks around at everybody's faces:: ((anyone else think this is a trick?))

<Myriad> ::...stares at Skyler for a moment:: ....

<Talon> whats happens if we change our minds like year down the road, everyone will think we were dead

<Dragon`> ::regards Skyler quietly, eyes narrowed, folding her arms:: Precisely how much autonomy would we have, as individuals and as a group? I don't want my hands tied while I'm waiting for someone states away to make a decision.

<Shadowcat> ((I did want something different..but this half my better judgement says part of this is fishy)) ::::sits back in her chair and looks pensive::

<Seraph> ::looks at the others, then at Skyler:: ((...))

<Rhythm> ((right, so obviously im not the only one)) ::sits back and crosses his arms::

<Click> ::looks down at the table infront of him, tapping his foot gently agains the ground::

<Myriad> ((..It isn't like I have much to loose. My parents will think I'm dead, but so what?...))

<Skyler> ::looks at Talon:: You are dead... the only way to change that is to turn yourselves over to the authorities. ::smiles and looks at Dragon:: Good question... While we will define your mission goals...executuion of those goals remains in your hands.

<Shadowcat> ((So many people are going to think I'm dead..)) ::looks at her hands as she thinks::

<Havok> ::arms folded over his chest, but otherwise neutral visage::

<Talon> ::lowly:: well, i was the authorities...not anymore

<Rhythm> ::addressing Skyler:: are you telling us that you wont have a watchdog breathing down our necks?

<Dragon`> ::psi-scans Skyler, searching for any sign of duplicity in his mind::

<Cryz> ::leans back in his chair, remaining quiet for the time being::

ACTION> DRAGON SENSES THAT SKYLER IS BEING PRETTY FRANK ABOUT WHAT IS GOING ON.

<Rhythm> ::continuing..:: because as it looks right now, you wouldn't have much control

<Dragon`> ::glances toward Havok:: ((What's to say 'leader boy' here isn't going to turn around and hightail it back to the authorities and blow all our covers the instant we're out of here?))

<Skyler> ::looks at Rhythm:: Besides me, no.

<Polaris> ::Slips up next to Havok:: So what do you think Havok...should we listen and agree to what he's saying? ::eyes him, arms laced over her stomach::

<Rhythm> ::raises an eyebrow:: ((yeah right..))

<Seraph> ::looks at the others:: I don't think we have much choice here

<Havok> ::returns dragon's gaze, then turns to pol:: This is a bad idea.

<Dragon`> ::glances to Gage:: {{What's your call?}}

<Talon> ::glances to Seraph:: Yeah, pretty easy choice

<Cryz> ::temples his fingers, leaning forward to sit on his chair the right way:: How many people would know of our existence?

<Polaris> ::Deep sigh:: I was thinking the samet hing... we're going to get double crossed ::Eyes Havok and then looked to Gage a moment, and then the others, closing her eyes and shaking her head::

[Gage] ::looks to Dragon:: (( I'm staying with you guys. If anyone leaves, I leave with them. ))

<Shadowcat> ::looks from the people agreeing with Skyler to the ones that aren't and rubs her forehead::

<Dragon`> Relax. Isn't lying... I'd know it. ::eyes flash slightly::

<Seraph> ::sighs:: I will stay for now. I have no desire to sit in a jail cell with a fat biker man.

<Skyler> ::looks at Polaris:: Ms. Dane, really... leave if you wish. I'll call the FBI if you want a ride. ::stern look::

<Dragon> ::quirks a brow at Seraph, looking as if she might want to snicker, but doesn't::

<Havok> ::quietly, to pol:: And this whole thing reaks of a setup, Lorna, like we've been manipulate from the start.

<Cryz> ::pauses:: Ahh.. so we have no real choice.. you're blackmailing us into working for you. ::nods:: That sounds about right..

<Dragon`> ::snorts under her breath:: Paranoid.

<Polaris> ::Shrugged at Skyler and narrowed her eyes:: Do what you have to do...and it's Polaris. ::glanced towards Havok and nods:: I agree Alex, but it looks like we're on our own with this.

<Rhythm> ::looks to Dragon, Cryz, Havok and Gage:: ((i guess I'll wait for them to make up their mind))

<Skyler> No tricks, no games, Mr. Pendragon. Before you had no choice. You were on your way towards jail, whether you know it or not. I have given you a choice.

<Shadowcat> ::looks to Polaris, who she's sitting next to and then Havok and back to Skyler::

<Dragon`> I'm in. ::sardonic little smirk to Skyler:: Better than our last deal.

<Click> ::looks up:: If we leave, we could go to another country, where we couldnt be brought in...

<Dragon`> ((And that worked *so* well last time...)) ::eyes Click::

[Gage] ::speaks up:: I'll say, right now, I want to stay. But if any one of you leaves, I'm going with you.

<Cryz> ::glances over to Click:: Do you think SHIELD would allow rogue mutants to go unchecked? Especially ones who would seem to have blown up government buildings?

<Rhythm> ::stands up and walks around the chair, letting out a loud sigh:: I'm in

<Talon> ::sits back:: ((this is pretty much a no brainer))

<Click> ::looks to Cryz:: I had forgotten about SHIELD... I am in as well

<Myriad> ::with a slight shrug to herself:: ..So am I, a job's a job, after all.

<Dragon`> Listen. We go back out... we're targets. Framed. We stay with these ones... maybe a chance to uncover the truth, prove that we didn't do it.

<Cryz> ::looks at Dragon:: Which our dear friend here, knows.. ::gestures to Skyler:: To turn a phrase.. he has us by our short hairs.. I guess I have no real choice but to be in.

<Shadowcat> ::looks up to Dragon's comment and down at her hands again:: ((She has a point...but I hate this idea))

<Rhythm> ::taking Dragon's cue and addressing Skyler once more:: yeah how about that, will we be able to use your resources to investigate what really happened in that building?

<Skyler> ::nods at Dragon:: She's right you know. ::nods to Rhythm::

<Havok> ::speaks up for the first time:: I didn't rejoin this team to go running around playing Secret Agent Man. I'll take my chances, so Mr. Skyler, I think I'll be taking you up on your offer of an escort away from here.

<Dragon`> Arrangement is... of mutual profit. Why so eager to walk back out and be lynched by FBI? ::sharp glance at Havok::

<Rhythm> ::nodding:: good

<Polaris> ::Stays quiet not saying a word:: .... ::Glanes to Havok and nods in agreement and eyes Dragon a moment:: This is a trap...this wouldn't be the first time we've been caught in something like this...

<Dragon`> ::rolls her eyes slightly and leans back in her chair:: Forget it. Impossible to reason with paranoia.

<Seraph> ::looks around the room, the ceiling, looking rather bored already::

<Rhythm> ::directed at Dragon:: ((i'm not so sure it's paranoia... I'm making a choice but i don't trust these people))

<Dragon`> ::frustrated look, leans back forward against the table:: Everyone is... ::shakes her head slightly, then simply opens a mindlink with the other team members:: {{Everyone on the planet tries to use people around them to their advantage... the question is, to what extent they are willing to use us, and how far we can use them. Weigh the pros and cons, honestly.}}

<Polaris> ::Eyes Skyler a moment and then the others looking to Havok before she looked back to Skyler:: I'll go but don't use me as a pawn in your games... ::simply put, he could take that anyway he wanted too, but what did she truly mean by it?::

<Cryz> ::Temples his fingers again, eyeing Skyler as to not give himself away despite thinking they're probably being eavesdropped on by a teep on the outside:: ((Pro.. we won't be in prison.. Con.. Mr. Skyler's gone out of his way to reinforce the fact that if we don't work for him, we go to prison..))

<Rhythm> ((so? he's blackmailing us and will be using us.. but we're using him too))

<Rhythm> ((i can live with that.. for now))

<Dragon`> ::'subtext' to Cryz only:: {{No eavesdropping. I'd know if there were.}}

<Shadowcat> ::smiles slightly and she looks from her hands to the others:: ((I'm probably the only one that hasn't decided))

<Cryz> ::pauses, inclining his head slightly to the side:: Will we be allowed to contact the outside world? And what of those that leave, since they know we're truly not dead?

<Dragon`> {{Precisely. We use every advantage they can give us... just like they are going to use us for every advantage we can give them. Mutual benefit for both parties involved.}}

<Rhythm> ((take your time Kitty.. it's a tough choice))

[Gage] <Sklyer> Not at first, no unless circumstances dictate, then yes. ...and down the road, yes. This may seem like blackmail, but I think you'll come to find that this a rather good place to be. ...and if we can help proove your innocence, we're glad to do so. ::blank look::

[Gage] ::stays quiet, listening to the others:: ((...))

<Seraph> ::puts his head down on the table and folds his wings up:: ((this is getting boring...))

<Cryz> So you'd have restrictions against us making contact with the outside.. not letting us use mail or email.. or if we did, to make sure it didn't get delivered?

<Polaris> ::Grows annoyed and just goes to sit off somewhere by herself sighing::

<Dragon`> ::looks to Skyler:: What of... appearance changes? Disguise, false identities? If we are dead.. who are we?

<Rhythm> ((Drags, I've heard of people who are disciplined enough to fool telepaths. Promise me you'll keep mental tabs on this bozo))

<Seraph> ::looks upat Dragon's comment:: my wings do tend to stand out

<Click> ::watches Sklyer silently, trying to detect if he lies in anyway::

<Dragon`> {{of course}}

<Skyler> We're the CIA, Dragon. Master of disguises. :;smirk::

<Shadowcat> I really really really ::looks at Sklyer:: hate this..but I guess I have to ::rubs her forehead:: and as soon as possible..I get to talk to my parents and I do mean soon

<Cryz> ::folds his fingers together, leaning forward:: Now that the majority of us have made our decision.. let's talk pay and perks..

<Talon> ::looks up then closes his eyes and listens to the convorsation::

<Dragon`> ::idly lets a mental image of a sunny beach drift across the mindlink:: ((Vacation time...))

<Rhythm> ::looks to Cryz and Dragon and smirks::

<Shadowcat> ::Sighs::

<Skyler> Perks and pay. Yearly compensation, $110,000 for services redndered. Tax free mind you. You are dead. ::smirk::

<Talon> ::opens his eyes:: Well, that sounds good to me, more than i made in the force

<Dragon`> ::absently counts off on her fingers:: Hazard pay? Health care?...

<Rhythm> ::looks at Kitty:: (( for what it's worth, i think we've made the right choice))

<Seraph> will we receive adequate training and attire?

<Cryz> All expenses will be paid for us. ::pauses, looking to Skyler:: You are the CIA.

<Click> Vacation Time?

<Shadowcat> ::looks from Rhythm and refrains from thinking or saying anything::

<Dragon`> ::pauses, glancing at Shadowcat and lowering the sensitivity of the group mindlink so random thoughts don't accidentally get transmitted between the others::

<Skyler> Your whole life is hazard pay, Dragon. ::smirk:: But yes, health benefits, etc... ::to everyone else:: yes, yes, and yes.

<Rhythm> ::focuses on Alex and Lorna:: ((what have you got to lose? leave now and you'll be on the run. this at least buys you some time))

<Shadowcat> ((Thank you, Dragon)) ::rubs her fingernail like a nervous habit::

<Seraph> ::ignores all the chatter in his head and puts his head back down:: ((sleepy...))

<Dragon`> ::to Shadowcat:: {{Sorry. I forget not everyone is used to shielding.}}

<Polaris> ::Mumbles:: They're just buying write into his trap... ::Looks off::

<Shadowcat> ((I'm just not that good at it..not used to forcing people out..)) ::nods and leans back to look around the room::

<Rhythm> ::to Polaris:: ((what are you going to do Lorna? take on the whole world? you think i trust this creep? no, but i'm going to use him to my advantage, we all should))

<Talon> ::leans forward a little bored at this point::

<Polaris> ::Eyes Rhythm and doesn't say too much of anything only shakes her head, she agreed to 'go' with them, just not do anything::

<Rhythm> ::Polaris still:: ((look at it this way, if it turn out to be a trick we stand a better chance of surviving it if we're all together))

<Polaris> ::Nods to him, but still doesn't say anything, she doesn't even give him a glance:: ...

<Skyler> Well, thats everyone...except for Mr. Summers, correct? ::looks at him:: We'll get you escorted out. The FBI will not be called. Scare tactic. You understand. Everyone else?

<Skyler> ...follow me please. ::heads out of the room::

<Rhythm> ::quirks an eyebrow:: ((well don't get an attitude with me, it's not like this is my fault))

<Rhythm> ((you might want to talk to your ex there before he leaves))

<Havok> I wish you all luck and I honestly hope it works out for you. ::follows skyler:: ((Goodbye Lorna...))

[Gage] >>>>>LATER<<<<<

SCENE> SKYLER HAS EXPLAINED THAT THEY ARE IN BOSTON, OPERATING IN A BRANCH CIA OFFICE BUILDING. TO THE PUBLIC, THE BUILDING IS SIMPLY THE REEVE'S BUILDING, BUT THE 70th - 80th FLOORS ARE ACTUALLY THE SUPER-HUMAN SPECIAL OPERATIONS

SCENE CON'T> HEADQUARTERS. THE BUILDING HOUSES ALL OPERATIVES AS WELL AS OPERATING A JET BAY ON THE UPPER FLOORS. HE HAS SHOWN THEM TO FLOOR 73, WHERE X-FACTOR'S APARTMENTS ARE LOCATED.

<Skyler> ::gestures to different rooms:: You'll find your appartments marked with your codenames. Inside is some apparrel. I'll leave you for now, let you get adjusted.

<Dragon`> ::bracing against a window, looking down:: ((.... long way..))

<Polaris> ::Heads to her room noting Alex's last words and she only shook her head, bring back green tendrils:: ...maybe this was the wrong idea... ::moves to sit off::

[Gage] ::glances from room to room, looking for his room::

<Shadowcat> ::nods and looks down the hall as she looks for her name::

<Myriad> ::walks down the hall, going into her room once she finds it and looking around::

ACTION> IN EACH ROOM, EVERYONE FINDS A BLACK JUMPSUIT WITH A WHITE PIECE OF PAPER PINNED TO IT LYING ON THEIR BEDS. THE NOTE SAYS: this is an unstable molecule suit, and can be adapted to appear as several of different styles of clothing. ALSO, SUNGLASSES AND WRIST COMMUNICATORS LAY WITH IT.

<Dragon`> Unstable molecules. Heh. ::glances over her shoulder at the jumpsuit, moving away from the window::

<Rhythm> ::finds his room walks in, slamming the door behind him::

<Cryz> ::looks a the door then knocks before heading in::

<Shadowcat> ::moves into her room..and looks around and moves over to the bed and picks up the note:: interesting.. ::looks to the sunglasses and stuff and then sits down on the bed and sighs::

<Seraph> ::steps into his room:: ... ::looks around and spots the clothes::

<Click> ::looks at the clothing and frowns:: Im not going to wear that

<Dragon`> ::glances at Cryz as he enters::

<Myriad> ::unpins the note, then curiously picks up the jumpsuit:: ...Huh.

<Rhythm> ::shoves the uniform with his left hand knocking it and the note to the floor, then throws himself facedown on the bed::

[Gage] ::enters his room head into the bathroom and washes his face:: (( Well, he goes chapter...6 or so of this little tale ))

<Cryz> ::closes the door, looking around as he heads over to her:: ..at least we get a view from these rooms.. granted it's of a lot of other buildings..

<Seraph> ::picks up the clothes and goes into the shower::

<Click> ::picks up the sun glasses and puts them on::

<Polaris> ::Eyes the clothing and slips it on and the litte essentials heading out of her room to go and look around, her eyes low and narrowed somewhat::

[Gage] ::changes into the jump suit and puts on a the communicator, pocketting the sunglasses:: Nice fit, I suppose.

<Shadowcat> ::looks around for a computer in the room:: ((Need something to take my mind off this..))

<Rhythm> (( life sucks))

ACTION> SC SEES A COMPUTER ON THE DESK ACROSS FROM THE BED.

<Seraph> ::steps out of the shower and puts on the jumpsuit:: ((how doe sit change into other things?)) ::walks out and reads the note again::

<Cryz> ::heads over to the bed, looking at the outfits:: ..He wasn't lying when he said a dash of MiB.. these'll make us blend in soo well..

<Rhythm> (( i wonder if we have any place to work out ))

<Shadowcat> ::moves over to the desk starts the computer up while she goes over to the bed and changes into the uniform::

<Myriad> ::stashes the jumpsuit in her closet::

ACTION> OVER THE INTERCOM A SKYLER'S VOICE IS HEARD.

<Seraph> ::puts on the watch and glasses:: ((maybe there's a control switch somewhere..)) ::studies the watch::

<Dragon`> ::picks up her outfit and examines the fabric::

<Skyler> Reminder to all X-Factor personnel, you are to be dressed and in the briefing room on floor 70 in 10 minutes.

<Rhythm> ((oh for crying out loud...))

<Cryz> Hmm? ::looks at the note:: Remind me to get their tailor after this' all over.. I'm tired of ripping through regular clothes when I use my powers..

<Shadowcat> ::puts on the wrist comm. and shakes her hair out as she looks in the mirror and to the computer:: Didn't waist any time did they..

<Myriad> ....... ::...takes the jumpsuit back out of her closet and puts it on::

<Havok> <<You'd think Cryz'd have some unstable molecules by now.. he's been a superperson for like.. ever..>>

<Rhythm> ::cursing as he undresses and puts on the new uniform::

<Dragon`> ((Not wasting any time..)) ::turns her back on Cryz and changes into the jumpsuit::

<Click> ...im not wearing that... ::puts on the watch::

<Seraph> ::brushes his hair and walks out of his room::

<Cryz> ::takes his suit:: Sorry ::turns his back to her and starts to dress.. trying not to but can't help but sneak occasional glances over his shoulder at her::

<Polaris> ::Hears his comment and walks slowly just inspecting her surroundings::

<Dragon`> ::puts on the glasses and wrist-unit, pausing to check herself in the mirror and brush her hair back::

[Gage] ::heads into the hall and waits for the others::

<Shadowcat> ::runs her hands through her hair and pushes the sunglases back into it and sighs..as she pulls out her necklace from under her uniform and kisses it:: ((Hope this all goes ok and they aren't totally heart broken))

<Seraph> ::looks for an elevator::

<Shadowcat> ::moves out of her room as she adjusts her necklace to where the latch is in the back..looks and walks over to Gage as she shoves the necklace back under her uniform::

<Rhythm> ::trying to put the wrist comm on:: damn this thing.. how does it work?

<Myriad> ::puts on the communicator and the sunglasses, glancing at herself in a mirror:: .......::fixes her hair briefly before going out of her room::

<Cryz> ::puts on the wrist communicator and sunglasses after he's done, stopping in front of the mirror behind her to adjust his hair:: You look great.. ..you always did.. ::pauses:: ..always do..

<Click> ::exits the room with the sunglasses on, and no jumpsuit::

[Gage] ::smiles a bit at SC before hitting the elevator call button::

<Rhythm> ::just grabs it and the glasses and heads out of the room:: these glasses suck too

<Click> ::looks to Rhythm:: i like the glasses ::walks to the elevator::

<Seraph> ::looks at Gage:: this doesn't look much different from what I normally wear

<Dragon`> ::glances at Cryz, eyes hidden, and heads out of the room::

<Rhythm> ::looks up to Click:: you're kidding right? they're MenInBlack rip offs

<Shadowcat> ::smiles back::

[Gage] ::shrugs at Seraph:: Looks good, though.

<Polaris> ::glances and moves towards the elevator as well, arms laced over her stomach, as she sorta floats now::

<Cryz> ::follows after her, humming to himself but mentally singing to himself:: ((..I wear my sunglasses at night..))

<Myriad> ::walks over to the others::

<Shadowcat> Hard not to look good in a skin tight all blackness

<Click> So, i like them... and ive never seen Men in Black

<Rhythm> ::looks at Myriad as she walks past him and taps her on the shoulder, holding up his wrist comm:: hey, help me put this on will ya? please

ACTION> THE ELEVATOR ARRIVES WITH A 'DING!'

<Myriad> ::..blinks at him:: ..Uhm, alright..

<Rhythm> thanks.. i'm all thumbs right now

<Myriad> ::takes the comm and quickly puts it on his wrist::

<Shadowcat> ::looks the elevator up and down and moves inside it::

<Polaris> ::Floats into a vacant elevator, yadda yadda moments pass and she makes it there, leaning against a wall::

<Seraph> ::steps into the elevator:: the note said these things can change didn't it?

<Click> ::walks into the elevator and looks to everyone, who is in black, while hes yellow::

<Rhythm> that was easy, thanks.. after you ::motions to the elevator::

<Myriad> ::..glances to the elevators:: ..... ::...rushes over to the open one::

<Cryz> ::idely pulls on the sleeve of the outfit, hurries over to the elevator:: ((wonder how you get these things to work..))

[Gage] ::frowns bit at Click as he steps on, but shrugs and just waits for the others::

<Dragon`> ::steps onto the elevator, finding a spot against the wall::

ACTION> CRYZ NOTICES A SMALL TAB ON THE CUFF OF HIS LEFT SLEEVE

<Cryz> ::glances to the tab, taking a spot in the elevator:: ((What's this?))

<Shadowcat> ::looks to Gage and says more quietly than loudly:: You're not very talkative about all this

ACTION> THE ELVATOR DOORS CLOSE AND THE ELEVATOR MOVES DOWN 3 FLOORS AND ARRIVES, DOORS THEN OPENING.

[Gage] ::looks at SC:: Don't have much to say, right now. Get back to me in a week. ::walks off the elvator::

<Seraph> ::waits for the others to get out:: I don't think they work

<Shadowcat> ::bites her lip and nods as she follows::

<Click> ::walks out of the elevator and looks around::

<Cryz> ::fiddles with the tab:: ((wonder if it's how you change the suit? or maybe it's just a defect..))

<Polaris> ::Catches up with Rhythm and everyone, following them to the elevators?::

<Myriad> ::follows the others out of the elevator::

ACTION> CRYZ'S SUIT BLINKS AND QUICKLY BECOMES A PAIR OF JEANS AND A BLACK T-SHIRT.

<Cryz> Ooh... think I figured out how this thing works.. ::toys with the tab more, walking with the group::

ACTION> AS EVERYONE ENTERSTHE BRIEFING ROOM THEY SEE A HALF-OVAL TABLE WITH A SCREEN IN FRONT OF IT. CHAIRS LINE THE CURVED PART OF THE TABLE.

<Rhythm`> ::moves on to the left and takes a seat::

<Polaris> ::Moves to grab her chair and take a seat back away from the table just listening, her guard up completely::

ACTION> CRYZ'S SUIT BLINKS SVERAL MORE TIMES BECOMING A SUIT AND TIE, A PAIR OF SHORTS AND TANK TOP, A BLUE DRESS, AND A PAIR OF KHAKIS AND A DRESS SHIRT.

<Cryz> ..I think we'll just keep it as is.. ::stops playing with the tab, looking around the room:: The slip on that dress chafed..

<Myriad> ::...side-glances at Cryz:: ..........

<Rhythm`> ::tinkering with the wrist-comm::

<Skyler> :;stands as everyone arrives:: Thank you for being prompt. This following mission is not of utmost importance, but on some missions you may be expected to leave post haste, which is why you are required to wear your uniforms to any briefing.

<Seraph> ::sits down at the table, wondering if he's invisible today:: ((I hope this goes fast...))

<Dragon`> ::puts a hand to her forehead slightly:: ... {{smooth one.}} ::sits down at the table, leaning back::

[Gage] ::sits, eyeing Skyler::

<Myriad> ::takes a seat::

<Click> ::sits down and looks to Skyler, not saying anything::

<Polaris> ::eyeing everyone before glancing to Skyler and then to others again she only sighed::

<Rhythm`> ::looks up as Skyler begins his lame speech:: uh huh

<Cryz> ::takes a seat by Dragon without really thinking about it much, looking around the room:: So when does Q show up to hand us exploding pens and credit cards that turn into computers?`

<Skyler> ::begins to pace the floor as he speaks:: The small nation of Madripoor has become increasingly volatile as of late.

<Rhythm`> ::staring at the screen but paying close attention to what Skyler says::

<Skyler> Yesterday, break-in's occurred there. Files were stolen from the Madripoor Law Enforcement Office by a group believed to be hired thieves. The local officials are not very forthcoming with the contents of those files.

<Seraph> what do we do?

<Dragon`> ((Should be interesting to see those files...))

<Skyler> We want to know what was in those files...and to get them back for the Madipoor government.

<Skyler> Second, at a bar in Madripoor, one person was killed, 7 others injured by a big orange armored person. We believe it to be the Juggernaut...except...

<Dragon`> ...big orange armored person? No pictures? Thought this was Intelligence agency...

<Polaris> Except what? ::eyes::

<Skyler> The armored person was said to be a woman and speaking with an Australian accent. After destroying much of the bar, the Juggernaut disappeared in a flash of white light.

<Myriad> ::....raises her eyebrows::

<Cryz> ..::pauses:: ..When'd Cain get a sex change?

<Shadowcat> That would give you reason to believe it wasn't him

<Skyler> Yes, that would. According to our wires, a man matching Cain Marko's, the former Juggernaut, description was discovered in a Sydney alleyway a few days ago in a coma. That is all we know and we believe each incident to be related.

<Seraph> What can we possibly do against that ... person?

<Rhythm`> uhm, so we're looking for somebody that took on the Jugernaut and left him in a coma??

<Polaris> So someone's going around playing ol' Marko eh? ::smirks and shakes her head and glances to the others::

<Dragon`> ...the 'Unstoppable' wasn't so unstoppable.

<Myriad> ::rubs the back of her head::

<Shadowcat> :nods:: as it seems

<Skyler> Well not all of you.

<Skyler> Three different instances in three different places.

<Skyler>You will be separated into groups according to needed skills and will be leaving tomorrow morning. Dossiers will be supplied before you leave.

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