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

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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	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." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

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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	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? (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

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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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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	ng_weaponx 2010-01-25 09:33 am UTC (link)
	Tessa kept running for Crosshairs' position. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

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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	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." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

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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	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. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

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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	mishaloganovich 2010-01-25 10:42 am UTC (link)
	Ho-boy it hurt, but Misha took it as another sign he wasn't hallucinating. He grimaced against the tide of pain and let Lucas do what he had to as the quickest way to get back on his feet and join the sweep. He had to get somebody upstairs to see if any scent could still be detected. "I'm not crazy," he informed Lucas. "Not more than usual." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

dream_catcher
2010-01-25 10:46 am UTC (link)

Lucas grits his teeth as he absorbs the worst of the pain, and part of the damage, his own sympathetic wounds being easier to heal in follow up. The wounds on Misha will have to finish healing on their own, but the bullet is extracted and the organ damage stabilized, and the bleeding stopped. By then, its all Lucas can do to finish the chant.
For a few moments afterward he fights the urge to be sick with gut pain and backlash before catching his breath and fighting down the bile.
"Believe me, I know you're not. Half the people here would be passed out. You should be ok, but no running. The wound is going to be pretty raw and open back up easy til your healing factor finishes it."

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	mishaloganovich 2010-01-25 10:56 am UTC (link)
	"Sure, Doc." He was lightheaded and kind of giddy. Of course he wouldn't be careful. He had to get out there. Somebody shot at him. "You going to be okay?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dream_catcher 2010-01-25 11:01 am UTC (link)
	He nods. "I'll need a few hours' sleep after that, healing the worst of an internal injury without any preparation isn't any fun. But I'll be fine." He recognized Misha's expression, and his drive. "Just, keep still for a few minutes and let the search party do their sweep, I'd hate to have to stitch you back together again too soon, ok?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-01-25 11:10 am UTC (link)
	"'Kay." The pain was settling into a dull, manageable ache. He had lots of practice with it. The lightheaded giddy would last until he had a chance to eat and give his body something to fuel the healing. "David needs to go upstairs by my room and give the hall a good sniff. I thought I was jumpy, but somebody was there. Lemme help you inside." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dream_catcher 2010-01-25 11:14 am UTC (link)
	"Thanks, I appreciate it. We should get someone to block off your section of the hall too until David or your dad or Gabriel can examine it." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	mishaloganovich 2010-01-25 11:25 am UTC (link)
	He nodded and shifted carefully to an upright position. Oh yeah, tilting world, but he was moving thanks to Lucas. He held out a hand. "C'mon. I'll be careful if you will." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	dream_catcher 2010-01-25 07:32 pm UTC (link)
	Lucas takes the hand. After that its tough at times to say who is helping who move more, but four legs are steadier than two. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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