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 Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 9:05 pm
Scott ran outside the mansion doors nearly out of breath. He looked at the Sentinels and took aim. Jean was still a small distance from him.
"Honey, are you ok?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 9:30 pm
S_Summers Scott ran outside the mansion doors nearly out of breath. He looked at the Sentinels and took aim. Jean was still a small distance from him. "Honey, are you ok?" Jean shook off a chill that rampaged along her skin, under her uniform. Hearing and feeling the screams on the psy-plane. Things no one should ever hear. The sound of Scott's visor firing off into the sky and his voice, broke her mental viewing of the chaotic panic happening in down town New York. Clearing her throat she shouted back, "I'm fine." Watching the Sentinels still flying above. "They're in some sort of flying pattern. I do not have any idea as to what or why they are doing this...." Jean stopped in mid-sentence. "I do know for a fact that Jubilee is down town trying to fight off the Sentinels by herself. She is inexperienced in fighting large numbers of attackers. We need to get down there immediately." Jean said as she met Scott in the middle of the court yard.
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 9:57 pm
Rogue saw Scott taking off in a hurry out of the door. Following quickly behind him, there was surely some sort of action about to take place. The doors swung open and she was outside just as fast as he was.
Shock. Was the best word to describe what Rogue was feeling. Staring up at the sky, like a deer staring straight in at the headlights of a car.
She couldn't believe it. The sky was filled with those darned things.
Rogue watched as Scott took a shot towards the sky at one of the Sentinels, wondering if it even placed a dent in the side of things.
"Well ah'll be darned tootin'... Scott dat shot yew fired awf shore don't seem like it did a whole lotta damage, dere. Ya know?"
She over heard Jean mention that Jubilee was already down town and didn't have the experience to be fighting the Sentinels by herself.
"Don't yew be goin' awf n' worryin' bout Jubes, Jean. Ah'm already awn muah way. Jus' tell de otha's ta dun hurry up, now ye 'ere?!"Rogue took up off into the air and headed towards the city.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 8:23 am
~Storm rushed behind Scott outside. She looked up at the sentinels. For once she wasn't afraid of the machines. She was a weather goddess and being outside she felt free it wasn't an issue for her. The thought crossed her mind as she watched them above.~
Storm: What if their not here to harm us... but protect us?~She raised an eyebrow as she thought of this.~
Storm: What if a certian someone had turned the sentinals against humans to protect the mutants?
~Of course it was speculation but it was gut instinct.~
Storm: We must get to jubiliee quickly. Scott will you be flying the blackbird? I Can fly in and create the fog while you and the rest of the team fly in.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 8:31 am
He had to make a decision and fast.
"Storm, I don't care if they are here for 'protection' or not. The fact that they are here tells me two things. 1 we are being watched and 2...."
He took another shot at the Sentinels.
"Logan and Wade are on their own till we clear this up."
He thought about it.
"Rogue see if you can catch the Sentinels attention. Storm give her fog cover."
He looked around.
"Jean, try to get a link to Logan and tell him we have company here. I will try to go get Jubilee."
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 9:32 am
S_Summers "Jean, try to get a link to Logan and tell him we have company here. I will try to go get Jubilee." Jean nodded her head as she opened up a telepathic link towards Logan's mind. Contacting -only- Logan's thoughts. Reaching out to him the only way she knew how. **Logan. I know that you and Wade are fighting off the Sentinels in New York. They have arrived here at the mansion. Hundreds of them. Rogue is in flight along with Storm to try and divert them away from the city. Scott is heading down town to try and locate Jubilee. If you can, please return back to the mansion. We are down on strong and willing man power here at the mansion. Any assistance is helpful.**
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 10:11 am
Emma laughed out into the air, as she slowly approached Scott and Jean, holding a rather large gun in her arms.
"Now what would be the point of drawing their attention, if they can't see her due to fog?..your tactics need more skill points, darling." Emma stated with a wink toward the man.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I'll go distract them my own way.." She said, as her body morphed into her diamond state, running off toward the Sentinel's.
As she reached far enough away from Scott and Jean, she stopped, holding the gun she had brought, up in the air, firing off an electronic blast at the Metallic giant. The Sentinel merely froze for a few moments, before falling into pieces. "Oh my, was I supposed to distract? or destroy?" she stated humorously.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 11:24 am
Jean to say the least was actually surprised to see Emma come out of the fog. Eyes widening as she watched Emma mutate? Transform into a human diamond so to say. Her distraction caused her link to severe with Logan. Hoping, that Logan did sense it as true cause of danger taking place.
Diverting her attention off to the side towards Scott, wondering if he too, knew that Emma Frost had the power to do such as what she performed. Or if this was all just in her head.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 3:20 pm
"It so..."
He sighed as she took off. This was no time to bicker. Her arrogance would be her undoing if she kept on like that. He looked over at Jean.
"It was so that Rogue didn't get over powered-"
He was interrupted by the sudden crash of the Sentinel. His head shot up into the air.
"Ok, now that was some what impressive."
He took aim through the fog seeing one of the Sentinels turn. He took his shot and hit the chest piece of the metallic monster. It turned its head to look at Scott.
Sentinel: "Start capture formation"
He took another blast hitting the weakened built of the Sentinel neck joint.
"Be careful Jean! It looks like there are starting to fight back."
He couldn't see Emma or Rogue at this point. He wished he knew what was going on up there.
"Storm assist them."
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 5:07 pm
Rogue had been catching up to several of the Sentinels flying throughout the air. Just playing the cat and mouse game, with the majority of them.
"Dang, just whare on Earth are ya'll comin' frum? Ya'll just keep on comin'. Ah wonder... whut shall a gal like me, do wit' all o' yew? Take ya to da metal scrap yard dats fer sure. Cause half o' yew ain't plastic like yew used ta be."
Turning in mid air with a high kick towards one of the Sentinels heading towards her. Watching as it slammed into another crashing in mid-air before collapsing towards the water front. She thought she had led them out far enough from both the mansion and the city. Yet they just kept on coming.
Rogue felt something, telling her to turn around. But at the last second of doing so, she felt something hit her from behind. As if she were a bug, she was swatted outta the sky. Impact along the ground, in almost an instant.
"AHHHH! That fer certain smarted. Now yer really makin' muah mad!" Getting her bearings she noted she wasn't too far from the city, more like in between. Spotting a couple of cars in an abandoned car lot, she made her way there to use as ammo.
"Ya'll wanna get down n' dirty? Then here! Catch!" Picking up one of the mangled cars within her grasp she tossed it back into the air towards the towering freaks that were now starting to fight back.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 5:54 pm
S_Summers "It so..." "It was so that Rogue didn't get over powered-" He was interrupted by the sudden crash of the Sentinel. His head shot up into the air. "Ok, now that was some what impressive." He took aim through the fog seeing one of the Sentinels turn. He took his shot and hit the chest piece of the metallic monster. It turned its head to look at Scott. Sentinel: "Start capture formation" He took another blast hitting the weakened built of the Sentinel neck joint. "Be careful Jean! It looks like there are starting to fight back." Jean heard bits of pieces of what Scott was saying as she returned her attention towards what was on hand once her link with Logan had been severed. While Scott fired off several shots towards the Sentinel in front of him. He obviously wasn't paying any attention to the one showing up behind him. "SCOTT! LOOK OUT!" Forming a telekinetic shield of protection around Scott. The blast from the robot made contact with Scott, but he was uninjured. Another shot came from the side which she took the brunt of the hit. Being tossed like a rag doll along the ground, feeling her body burning from the hit.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 6:52 pm
"Jean!"
An enraged Scott takes his visor off. He had been training with this technique for awhile when the Professor was still with them. He heard mechanical noises and opened his eyes blasting the robot a good distance and the ground with it. He turned around to the robot that shot at him. He gave another optic blast sending it sailing. He fell to his knee as the full scale attack takes a lot of out him. He feels for Jean.
"Jean? Darlin?"
He finds his visor and puts it on to find another Sentinel dropping.
"DIE!"
Scott blast him back. He takes another shot. Then another drilling a hole in the beast. He turned his attention back to Jean.
"Jean? are you ok?"
He keeled down to her.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 8:42 pm
Jean ignored the pain for the time being, trying to pull herself up off the ground. This time around she shielded herself in case there just happened to be another attack.
Shaking her head, as she tried to focus on everything occuring. Hearing Scott let out a rip-snort-firing attack towards two of the Sentinels, watching them both fall to the ground with a heavy trembling sensation.
Her right hand moved towards her temple focusing her power up towards the remaining two near them. Using her telepathy to short circuit one of them as it causes an explosion from within.
Picking away with its electrical drive inside, ripping it outwards to use as a whip towards the other Sentinel. The whip of electronical guts, from the downed Sentinel, began to wrap securely around the head, arms and torso of the other. The Sentinel fought back, grabbing onto the electrical wires, the Sentinel gets electrocuted in the process. As Jean uses her telekinesis to saw and rip apart the Sentinel entangled in the wiring.
Waiting til the bot exploded from being ripped apart. She grunted feeling the adrenaline rush leaving her as the pain returned. The feeling of Scott next to her, she let out an exhausted sigh, trying to reassure him she was fine. The definition of a fine white lie, was escaping her pearly white teeth, as she tried her best to reassure Scott she was fine.
"Oh Scott... ngh mmm I'm fine. Really." Chewing on her lower lip lightly as she scooted closer to him, holding amd hugging Scott closely.
"I contacted Logan, and he said he was on his way... I can ... I can sense that the threat in the city has ...dissipated. And the numbers of Sentinels sent here are starting to deminish."
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2009 11:24 am
He pushed the communicator on his left peck.
"Rogue.. Emma.. How is it looking up there?"
He tried to hold Jean and comfort her.
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2009 2:22 pm
"Ah'm still workin' the lot o' bots t'at have decided ta play tag wit' muah, Scott! Ah'm just outside o' the city in an abandoned car lot, usin' torn up cars as am...."
You can hear the destruction in the background along with some southern belle swares taking place. "Sorry 'bout t'at, usin' de cars as ammo 'ere shugah. Ah do think t'at the number o' bots aren't as many as they wuz. Ah shore could be wrong on dat. Check wit' Emma. Or Storm. Dey might 'ave a better understandin' else whare! Ah'll keep n' touch!"
A voice command, errupts from the background with, 'HALT MUTAN...!' followed with the sounds of explosions, as the communicator goes silent.
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