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ng_weaponx ([info]ng_weaponx) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-01-25 02:56:00


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Entry tags:inactive - dream catcher, inactive - gabriel, inactive - rose logan, misha loganovich, npc - black widow, plot-"going rogue", plot-"horsemen of the apocalypse"

Field Test
Ezra Kane had been most pleased with the tech provided by Senator Sloane. So far the results were encouraging, but he needed his team to do a real field test. He knew the perfect test to do with the two mutants that Crosshairs and Bloodlust had brought in.

He looked at Phobia and Crosshairs. "You know what to do. Get in, take a look around, get any information you can and then get out. Spectre will be waiting for you call for extraction."



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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 08:18 am UTC (link)
Tessa held her breath to keep from laughing. A snicker or two escaped, but that was all.

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[info]mishaloganovich
2010-01-25 08:26 am UTC (link)
The place was far too quiet and he was way too restless to stay put. Misha decided to head down to the Danger Room to work off some stress. If he didn't do something, the bottle of vodka in his room, the bottle he was supposed to get rid of and didn't in a stupid ass way to challenge himself would start looking like a better way to get some sleep.

Shirtless and in a pair of cutoffs, he left his room with the leather duffle containing the armor over his shoulder. He'd work on finesse with the armor, and all out ass kicking without it. That should eat up most of the next few hours.

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 08:28 am UTC (link)
Tessa froze at the sound of footsteps. She could feel her heart racing in her chest and the blood pounding in her ears.

She kept very still as the footsteps approached.

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 08:39 am UTC (link)
"Hey Red, you suddenly went all quiet-like, what's up? You find Cable's secret weapons cache or something awesome like that, or you just trying not to giggle cause you just found out the Logan boys really /are/ hairy midgets, even if you had to catch 'em in the shower for proof?"

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[info]mishaloganovich
2010-01-25 08:45 am UTC (link)
Misha continued down the hall through the adult wing from his room. He thought about stopping at Dad's room to see if he was in there, but that would probably get him another comment about how his hair was getting too long and he should cut it before his mother said something. He had to see Mom to get that reminder, so he didn't bother with checking on Dad.

He wandered down the hall with a yawn and face rub.

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 08:50 am UTC (link)
"Shut up," Tessa whispered to Crosshairs. Her heart was racing a million miles an hour. There was a sharp pain at her temple and for a moment she flickered into sight.

"Oh no."

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 08:53 am UTC (link)
"Oh no? Is this oh no like you just got a mental image of Nicholas at home shearing his girlfriend, or oh no like get your lily-white Irish ass back into my sighting range right fucking now, oh no?"

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[info]mishaloganovich
2010-01-25 08:58 am UTC (link)
The flicker caught his attention. He stopped moving and stood very still. His brain ran through the usual checks. He was very awake if mentally exhausted. He'd stopped seeing Tess except in the occasional nightmare. But... He just saw... what?

"You're not losing your mind," he said aloud, "because that's all you have left and Dad will kill you if you do. Keep moving."

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 09:00 am UTC (link)
There was a little more pain and the device kicked back in. She was once more invisible.

She did the only thing she could. She started running back toward the stairs.

"On my way out! Device malfunctioned for a moment and I was seen."

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 09:04 am UTC (link)
"Please tell me you at least mooned whoever it was? You were doing so well on your adorable little deviant path there for a second."

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[info]mishaloganovich
2010-01-25 09:11 am UTC (link)
Nothing, not a damned thing but the sound of someone running away.

Imagination or not, he dropped the duffle and ran after the footsteps.

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 09:14 am UTC (link)
Tessa ran down the stairs and toward the front door. A small voice in her head said to stop and let him catch her, but she kept running.

"It's Romanov," she said as she reached the door. She yanked it open. "He's right behind me."

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 09:20 am UTC (link)
"Did you not read any of your training material? Do you not spend ten seconds in the practice room? I mean, even I took a few seconds to review our operations between playing with myself over the new guns & ammo. You're fucking invisible... I can't see you, which means that if I pop that hairy pimple on your butt, you may end up with your head slightly more ventilated. Count to three and dodge to your nine, ok?"

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 09:24 am UTC (link)
"Okay!" she yelled and kept running. One. Two. Three. She swerved to the left. Nine was on the left, correct?

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[info]mishaloganovich
2010-01-25 09:27 am UTC (link)
Misha was more than willing to take the crap the other would give him for chasing phantom footsteps through the mansion and it not being anywhere near Halloween. It was the front door opening that finally slide the clue into place that he wasn't going crazy and someone who didn't belong was loose inside the institute.

He poured on the speed to make the last leap through the doorway. Beyond that, he'd play hell trying to catch the intruder.

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 09:32 am UTC (link)
Kelly follows the count in her own head, already having sighted in the doorway, mouthing off quietly as she prepares for Misha to come rushing out.
"The laws of comedy dictate that a nut shot is in order, but Nicky would never forgive me if his boyfriend took up soprano in the mutie choir. Soooo... small intestine, can you say hello to Mr. .30 caliber steel jacketed round? I knew you could."

The gun is silenced, of course, only a soft pop as she takes her shot.

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 09:33 am UTC (link)
Tessa kept running for Crosshairs' position.

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[info]mishaloganovich
2010-01-25 09:45 am UTC (link)
The pain came second to the smack to the side of his head when he was knocked off balance and hit the ground. Then he was hurting and wondering what the hell had happened.

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 09:51 am UTC (link)
Kelly takes careful aim, taking her time with her follow-up shot. Healing factor or no, she needs to keep him from following while not hurting him too bad.
She fires a second shot, hitting a rock on the ground inches in front of his face, shattering it into a spray of shards.

"Control, this is Crosshairs, I've got a redhead running my way. Your toys fucked up and nearly got her spanked by your target, good job. We need a lift in ten, nine, eight..."

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 10:00 am UTC (link)
Tessa put on a burst of speed and quickly made it to Crosshairs' position.

"That was close. Thanks."

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[info]mishaloganovich
2010-01-25 10:10 am UTC (link)
Misha flinched back from the shards of rock too close to his eyes and rolled back to get to his feet with difficulty. Upright didn't last long; he doubled over clutching abdomen. Blood streaked his hands and dripped down his bare legs. Awareness of being shot made it hurt a lot. Where was everybody? Somebody had to notice what happened.

Look Dad, my hallucination shot me. Could you go upstairs and see if you smell anything in the hall outside my room?

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[info]ng_weaponx
2010-01-25 10:11 am UTC (link)
Donovan jumps in as the countdown reaches one, using half of the life force from one of their captives to power him up for the jump.

"Ride's leaving." he announces, touching both girls on the shoulder and teleporting out.

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[info]dream_catcher
2010-01-25 10:14 am UTC (link)
Hearing something amiss, Lucas gets downstairs a few minutes later, noticing the blood.
He rushes to Misha's side, inspecting the damage as much as the older man will let him.
"What happened?" he asks, as he begins centering himself to try and heal the damage.

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[info]mishaloganovich
2010-01-25 10:21 am UTC (link)
Misha winced. "Would you believe I saw a ghost and then chased footsteps through the mansion? Two shots fired as far as I can tell, one at me and one as a warning. Somebody has to search the grounds."

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[info]dream_catcher
2010-01-25 10:30 am UTC (link)
He glances around, then focuses on what he's doing. "Security has been alerted. Your dad and some of the others are going to start a sweep. This will hurt, and for that I'm sorry."
He begins the chant, digging into the dirt to carve the symbols and ask the spirits to help to speed the ritual healing. Lacking his prepared paints, he copes with the extra rush of pain and uses a mixture of the Earth that's been bled upon, and Misha's own blood to paint himself with a sympathetic wound to the gut, and flicks his fingers to spray his own face with tainted earth and blood like the flecks from the rock.
The chant continues, and with it, Lucas' flesh rippes and twitches where the wounds lay, the bullet drawing to the surface painfully, the worst of the damage starting to stitch closed behind it.

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