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ng_marauders ([info]ng_marauders) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-01-15 00:52:00


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Entry tags:andrew summers, giovanna bennet, inactive - arron wyatt, inactive - danielle hrimharisdottir, inactive - dream catcher, inactive - gabriel, inactive - leech, inactive - moira hrimharisdottir, inactive - molly hayes, inactive - rose logan, inactive - zachary cheney-guthrie, joe marko, npc team - marauders, plot-"horsemen of the apocalypse", sylvia mccoy, team - x-men, tsunami

Attack on Xavier's
Penny stepped out of the cab and didn't look back to see if Winterkill and Breakneck were getting out. They would follow, of that she had no doubt. They had a mission to do. Penny smiled. They'd have fun doing it too.

Penny smiled more as she practically bounced up to the gate. Makeup covered the bruise she had because of that bastard breaking her nose. Anger bubbled up, but she pushed it back. She couldn't afford to let real emotions get the best of her. She had to play a part right now.

Smiling into the security camera, Penny pressed the buzzer.



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[info]ng_marauders
2010-01-16 11:07 am UTC (link)
Now he's fighting on Blake's territory, and he's going to make this one /hurt/ in as many ways as he can. Leech grabs hold, and Blake switches seamlessly to wrestling, trying to slam Leech back against the wall with greater mass, and gouge for his throat.

"I'll talk about yer mama if I please. So what'd they do to her? I hear Sabretooth, Scalphunter, they were some bad dudes. Think they had some fun with her first? Or just bled her out nice and slow and let her scream?"
He swings his free hand again.
"You're from around here, what'cha think? I see three doors in front of me, all girlied up. Which one of 'em should I take first? Any real cuties up here?"

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[info]icallnopowers
2010-01-16 07:41 pm UTC (link)
Being slammed into the wall is, of course, decidedly unpleasant The attmpted throat-gouging, though, was interrupted, because Leech makes a living hefting around heavy things and he shoves the bastard off, though definitely not far, not with the wind knocked out of him. He's barely taken a breath before he's at him again; can't let him get anywhere.

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[info]ng_marauders
2010-01-16 09:55 pm UTC (link)
Blake swings back. This one has some fight to him, and he's just too much fun, keeping him reacting.
He kicks out towards a knee, then swings for the jaw.
"You're just no help at all. How about that door there, with the flowery bulletin board on it? Bet there's some sweet young thing cowering in there, don't ya think?"

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[info]icallnopowers
2010-01-17 02:42 am UTC (link)
Leech manages to avoid the punch, but not the kick to the knee. He just tries to drag the guy down with him as he falls.

"Go hell," he mutters between clenched teeth.

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[info]ng_marauders
2010-01-17 03:00 am UTC (link)
Its a bit of a struggle, but he manages to stay upright. Blake has spent plenty of time learning his brawling. When he pulls free, he goes for the kicks to the gut and legs of the downed mutant.

"No problem. I'll say hi to your momma while I'm at it."

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[info]icallnopowers
2010-01-17 03:53 am UTC (link)
Wincing oddly quietly, Leech tries to turn to minimize his exposure for a moment before trying to struggle to his feet.

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[info]ng_marauders
2010-01-17 10:45 am UTC (link)
"Strong silent type, eh? Or maybe not so strong. You put up a good fight, but its going to be too little, too late... just like the X-Men last time. I mean, really, how many did they save?" he asks as he swings away, savoring the fight now. "And out of how many? You sure you picked the right side? Or maybe you were just too much of a mama's boy to side with anyone with real strength."

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