indigogirl:

Gretchen needed it. She really needed it.

So she'd asked around among the Alternate-Xavier's kids (she should probably keep trying to stop thinking of it like that), touched on all the conversational points that made Rose more likely to go along with something, and was currently seated in a lovely little establishment that reputedly had great Asian barbecue as well.

Gott in Himmel, they had everything. Even the LeBlanc cover of the song she was looking for. That was good. She liked the more upbeat tempo, although she tended to sing the original, cleaner lyrics.

So the lighting near the little 'stage' area dimmed a bit as Gretchen strutted up for a very enthusiastic rendition of "The Lord Knows I'm Drinking."

mrfixit:



Arthur strolled up to the lab, pressed the buttons he was instructed to and the doors opened for him. He examined the area in the lab and rooms within the lab. He dug through the scraps and the chalk board, poking at the prototypes planning to be made. Then he reached into the pocket of the shorts given to him by Xavier, until he goes shopping for more. He pulled out a piece of paper. 

When he was in the lab in his universe, on his spare time he began learning about machinery and the parts, beginning to blueprint a suit he was planning to make for combat purposes. He looked at the skematics and then around at the lab. He'd have enough experience with the scientist. He could build the suit himself. He almost jumped for glee when he realized and maybe he could finish in time before going for his sister, just in case. 

He sat at a Drafting table he saw nearby and started examining his sketch and correcting any mistakes while listing all the parts he would need. He didn't see anyone in the lab so he didn't think anyone would mind

the_other:

Two nights after his first appearance, the Man in Black is prowling the streets of New York, seeking any trace of the Poison Memories he can find. He stops other thieves and killers along the way, but any time he can find a member of the Poison Memories, he devotes his all to stopping that criminal. Every criminal he comes across is beaten savagely, regardless of the crime, but only the gang-bangers  get the worst thrashings.

All in all, he finds himself smiling beneath the mask as he perches atop a light pole across from ESU to survey the landscape.

Where are the muggers?

Soon enough, he sights one, and releases a webline, swinging over in the direction to intervene.