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 Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 8:17 pm
As you find yourself walking towards Cerebro, you come across a rather large metalic doorway. Only certain mutants are allowed in this room. Your eyes get processed by a scan of your eye, of identification. Only the computer knows who is allowed access to this room or not. By the signature of each individual's eyes, scanned.
Trying to bypass the security system to get inside, would not be a wise decision.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 8:21 pm
Stopping at the door briefly, as her eye was scanned. A computerized voice spoke up, 'Jean Grey.....ACCESS GRANTED'. The metalic doors slide open with a hiss. She could tell from the room it had been a long time since anyone had been in there. There wasn't any dust in the room, because it was considered a clean room. Constantly cleaned daily by the computers programs.
She walked into the room, as the chair lit up allowing her access to climb inside the sphere. Upon sitting down, her right and left hands' roamed along a panel of buttons. Entering in codes into the computer, that only she knew of. The helmet lowered slowly to where she sat. She didn't hesitate as she placed the helmet on. The only thing she did fret about, was the fact she did not alert anyone she was in there. Something to worry about later. As soon as she placed the helmet on securely the doors entering into the room sealed shut.
The whole spherical room went completely black. Jean tensed as she opened her mind, feeling the levels of her telepathy going beyond the minds eye. The rush was powerful, enough to knock someone unconscious if they had not ever done such a task before. Her hands slid down to the arm rests along the chair, as she ventured further on the astral plane. Seeking out one mind. One soul. To assist him the only way she knows how to do. Hoping she will be able to accomplish her goal.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 8:25 pm
Jean had obviously been inside Cerebro's spherical room for quite sometime. The sound of metal warping and rattling could be heard out in the hallway if anyone was outside.
An alarm went off, sending off a yellow light in caution outside in the long metalic hallway. The signal being sent towards the monitors on the upper decks of the mansion, in alert that the power was about to have an overload problem.
The computer's mainframe was designed to shut down in emergency conditions such as these, and switch to safety mode, until a program was re=entered into the system. Allowing the system to reboot.
(( If you do not have an understanding as to what has been taking place. Take a look at my profile page and Scott's profile page for more information! Thanks. ))
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 8:42 pm
From inside the room....
The room was becoming electrified with energy. The cables from cerebro's helmet were starting to waver from the energy being disrupted throughout the entire room. Several instruments hovered in the air with a slightly pink and golden glow. Two other chairs and tables, levitated up in the air. Instrument panels blinked and flickered with a wild aray of lights.
Jean's hair was flowing all around her in a wild whirl wind. As if Storm herself had placed a category three hurricane's wind within the chamber. The power of the wind was starting to grow. As the metalic panels along the wall began to rattle from the raw energy trying its best to escape the chains and bindings that had been placed in Jean's mind.
The arm rests, where Jean had held onto had been shattered and ripped from the furniture. Her mind still interlocked in the dream realm, until she realized the being disappeared for the time being.
While still on the astral plane. Her mind ventured towards the brillant glowing white light. A power she had never felt or realized that was beaming from within.
**What is this .... power?** Jean said as she reached out with her fingers to touch this lighted being before her... . . . . .
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 8:56 pm
Scott laid in the medical bed. He had a sudden gasp of air. His eyes shot open and he looked up at the cold unfiltered medical lights shining down on him like the light from heaven. Beeps and chimes around him are all he could hear.. well accept the conversation between Spade and Storm. He slowly sat up and began to cough. It felt like he had worked up at least hours of flem in his lungs.
He motioned for Storm to had him a waste basket as he got sick and threw up into the basket. He put it beside him and wiped his mouth. For the most part it was over. The demon retreated. He was safe thanks to Jean. Jean.. where was she? He looked over the room. Nothing. He took the heart monitor patches off him and put his shirt back on. He ignore whatever warning he had from Storm and told one of his on.
"No time to explain. Ro, go find Logan and stop him before he find trouble with Daken. There is more to this than meets the eye." He fixed his visor and rubbed his tongue against what he thought would be chapped lips. No.. they were wet. They tasted like.. he stopped in his tracks. Jean was there. She was at his side. She saved him. She used he powers. He put his hand to his lips. It had not been long since she had kissed him it felt.
He heard troubling noises coming from the Cerebro area. That place hadn't been used since...
"Jean?!"
He began to scream her name. Was it her? Or was it the Professor?!
"Jean?!"
He keeled to the door to scan his visor. The computers high tech scanner cut through the ruby quartz and scanned his normally brown eye. The hums and hiss began and the door unlocked its mechanical mechanism. He saw her, but he didn't know what to make of it.
"JEAN!"
He started to run to her. He wanted to touch her, but didn't know what it would do. Was it the demon messing with her? Phoenix?
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 9:35 pm
The light being felt another entity enter into the room where it and Jean were. The entity was no threat towards the longing soul that entered into the room. The being turned towards Jean, speaking in song towards her.
Easing her mind's eye, ~@Jean, you need to wake up. We will speak again, but not this time....open your eyes.@~ The blinding light covered the entire room, placing every piece of furniture back in it's original positioning, the computer program that was shrieking in a panic was silenced, as it rebooted back to a normal status. All of the blinking lights along the walls, keyboards and panels ceased.
The hurricane type winds came to a sudden hush, as the blinding light vanished from sight. Everything settled back to the way it was, when Jean had entered earlier. Upon Scott entering into the room, the entry lights flickered back on. The lights around the chair were dimmed so that Scott could not see anything from the chest up.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 9:51 pm
S_Summers He heard troubling noises coming from the Cerebro area. That place hadn't been used since... "Jean?!" He began to scream her name. Was it her? Or was it the Professor?! "Jean?!" He keeled to the door to scan his visor. The computers high tech scanner cut through the ruby quartz and scanned his normally brown eye. The hums and hiss began and the door unlocked its mechanical mechanism. He saw her, but he didn't know what to make of it. "JEAN!" He started to run to her. He wanted to touch her, but didn't know what it would do. Was it the demon messing with her? Phoenix? Jean felt like she was floating, even though she was still in a seated position. Her hands wrapped around the arm rests that had been fixed with the help of the entity that had been in the room. It took her a moment to get her feet back on the ground, literally. Her fingertips glided over arm rest, punching in a code as the helmet lifted up off of her head. A cascade of red spilled out all around her shoulders. Her hair was much more curly than it had been in a while, a little tight in the twirls. As the helmet raised up, another light turned on, sheding light on the subject below. Opening her eyes slowly, as well as taking in a breath. She wasn't tired, nor did she look as pale as she did when she entered into the sphere earlier to help aid Scott in the nightmare he had been in. Allowing the room to come into focus, she saw Scott standing in the doorway. To see him up and about made her feel estatic. Stepping up and out of the chair, she felt light as a feather. As she made her way across the room. Wrapping her arms lovingly around Scott. Holding him closely. "Scott!" Burying her face against the crook of his neck, as tears of joy fell down her face. It worked. She thought, as she held him tightly, not wanting to let him go.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 11:03 pm
((your fine, Jubes))
Scott held on to his companion as if they had been separated for years. He put his face in her hair to take in her wonderful scent. He wanted to cry. He wanted to scream. Emotions hit him from every different angles, but the one he felt over all the was his love for Jean. He kissed her head.
His concentration was broken when Jubilee fell. "What was that?" He looked to see what it was. "Are you ok?" He walked over and started to help her pick up her items. He gave her a half smile and a nod. "Be careful. If it was Beast and one of his experiments.. you might sprout blue hair as well!" He laughed and turned back to Jean. He took slow steps. Taking in her beauty as well. He smiles for real this time. He had missed her.
His lips met hers and they fit perfectly. He closed his eyes as he put his arm around her, pulling her in tight to him. It was his...perfect..fantasy. Being with his girl.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 11:21 pm
Just holding Scott in her arms was a huge relief. Thanking God, in giving her the help and assistance she needed. She heard the commotion too, off to the side, as the two of them parted briefly.
Finding it hard not to giggle. True it wasn't funny when one fell, but for some reason, this moment was funny. Jubilee had her moments of breaking the ice. Whether she realized it or not. wink
Watching Scott go over and help Jubilee pick up what she dropped. As he turned back around and made his way towards her. It felt like an eternity until he was back in her arms. Pressing her lips firmly against his, kissing Scott back passionately. She truly did love him. Hugging him closely to her, she never wanted to let him go.
She always felt whole=some around him. He completed her, she thought. So Scott was her boy scout, and she was his wild Jane following George through the jungle, hoping he didn't knock himself out from flying into that tree. She was where she was supposed to be, with the man she loved. heart
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 11:35 pm
He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder laughing. He began walking toward the elevator.
"Now I said before passing out that I needed rest and a shower."
He cleared his throat.
"I don't feel like being alone. So I am kidnapping you, ha!"
He laughed and looked back at her. He pushed the button to call the elevator.
"We are the borg, resistance is futile!"
He laughed to himself that he remembered something from when Beast watched 'Star Trek'.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2009 11:47 pm
Jean squeaked as she was lifted up and thrown over Scott's shoulder. Lightly pounding the palms of her hands against his back. Acting like the helpless victim. (lol)
Gazing up and over his shoulder at Scott, as he carried her towards the elevator doors. "Don't worry about me, Jubilee! Save yourself!" She giggled, trying to clear her throat, she squeaked again. 4laugh Waving goodbye towards Jubilation.
"Ditto on that, Mr. Summers." Jean stated about not wanting to be alone. She would have gone to his room anyhow, or invited him to her room. LOL! Either way she would have ended up in bed with Scott.
She laughed at the borg comment, poking him on his shoulder. "We will assimulate!" Trying her best not to laugh into a fit of snickers as the elevator doors shut, sealing the two inside.
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