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[Masume]

She chose to ignore the rest of his words for obvious reason. Normally she would continue the banter and lash out sinful things with her sharp tongue. But there were warning signs ahead. And a flashing Las Vegas style sign that said “R-O-U-G-E” Psylocke slipped the communicator into her pocket.

“Don’t make me hurt you Cajun.” She spat the words into his mind, squeezing him slightly.

The winds were high and tossed her hair about to the point she was blinded by lavender. Pulling one arm free she racked it through the long tresses so she could see again. Her hair was not as long as she usually kept it. Usually it brushed the back of her kneecaps and fell like a waterfall down her back. Of course, she was a firm believer in trimming. Once a year or so she cut a whole bunch of it off, to take care of the dead the ends and make it fill out thick and silky. She had only cut off about sixteen inches off it, and it still fell to the bottom part of the middle of her back. She liked it and hated it this way.

“I suppose you know where we’re going right?” She shouted above the roar of the engine and the vehicles around them.

 

[Jeremy Davis]

::Usually he shielded his mind from such intrusions, but for some reason he had that shield down. He would have to put it up again. Didn't want people looking around in his mind, there was a lot of his past he wanted to keep hidden. To get back at her, he started to think about what it would be like to have a little fun with both Rogue and Betsy at the same time. He could only imagine how much fun that would be. When he heard a soft moan coming from behind him, he quickly shut up his mind tight pushing her from in his head.::

Not a safe place to be, Cher. And of course I know where I’m going, you just keep and eye on that com and let me know if I need to turn.

::Knowing he needed to get to Rogue fast, he put the motorcycle into high gear and weaved in and out of traffic, different color cars streaking by them.::

 

[Masume]

An image she wasn’t about to dwell on filled her mind. Could she slap him without falling off the bike into traffic? Rolling her eyes, she muttered a warning to him before starring out at the road. Cars were left stuck in oncoming traffic while they zipped past them. One of the benefits to riding on a motorcycle, they could fit into places no car would be able to.

Pulling together around him, over his lower abdomen as they both tilted slightly to get past a few cars waiting at a stoplight. They turn almost made her stomach cringe.

“You mind taking it easy?”

 

[Ankara]

Shadowcat and Lockheed

Shadowcat
Height: 5 ft. 6 in.
Weight: 110 lbs.
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Brown

"Well that was a total bust" sighed Kathrine Pryde to her small companion in the seat next to her in the car. "How about we head home and get something to eat."

Lockheed just chirped with a little swish of his tail and curled up on the seat. Kitty rolled her eyes at him. She knew he could understand her, but he was playing dumb cause she wouldn't let him come in to interveiw the Smith girl she was trying to recruit for the school. People didn't normally react well to a cat sized fire breathing flying purple dragon

These interveiws always reminded Kitty of the first time she used her powers. She remembered she had a bad headach that day, and had been trying to sleep it off in her room while Storm was interveiwing her parents. Kitty had phased right through the floor and found herself in the livingroom. She didn't even know she had any powers.

Kitty was glad that she could laugh it off now, but it hadn't been so funny then. She thought about how far she had come from that scared little girl. She could control her powers now ,phase people with her. Even walk on air.

She began to think of Wolverine, she hoped her mentor was back from his trip. She laughed remembering how frustrated he got with her sometimes when he was teaching her how to fight. She didn't realize how much she missed their training sessions.

She drove along the highway enjoying the quiet. It had been a long day.
"We're almost there Lockheed, do you think we should call the school?" Kitty's question was answered by loud snoring from her companion, which she suspected to be fake. She picked up her comunicator and turned it on. " Hi, is anyone there?"

 

[Vixandra]

Rogue

Light softly bathed what looked like the entry way to a lab building. Multiple signs in German helpfully pointed out different things.

Of course, if I read German they'd be even more helpful but that was my fault, not the signs.

Tilting my head to one side, I heard the sound of feet down one hallway, the scrape of boots against a tiled floor.

"Wizard," I whispered, leaning close to him so as not to be heard. "There's people in here- down that hall way."

 

[Tigerjaw]

Wolverine

When Logan didn´t encounter a single soul the worry for his friends and companions turned to anger. The athmosphere at the institute spoke of danger. He closed in on the entrance, ready to take action as soon as he sensed a threat. With only a few feet from the doors they opens and Elixer steps out in the light.

When he sees Logan he stops dead in his tracks. His look is of both relief and slightly fearful. Suddenly Logan senses the presence of two more peaple. One he can´t see yet, the other just followed Elixers footsteps and stand staring at Logan from outside the door.

"What the hell is going on here?" Logan´s words come out very forcefully. He scans the area to see if there are more mutants nearby. He can only see three now. Those two right in front of him and a third, Spectre. "Come here Spectre, where i can see you fully." Spectre reluctantly steps away from the wall where he tried to hide. Logan eyes all the youngsters, one at a time. Finally his eyes stops on Psicout. "Now, tell me what is going on and do it quick."

 

[dragonrazor]

Wizard nodded slowly. He had figured there would be someone there, but he had no idea what to expect. He had this sudden sense of impending, overwhelming doom again. He barely registered Dead Hand slipping in behind them, and was shivering slightly. He had very few memories of what what on here, but he knew that it was bad. Really bad.

"There's that sense of overwhelming, impending doom again."

 

[Vixandra]

Rogue

OOC: BRING THE ZOMBIES!!!

IC:

I watched Deadhand slide up behind Wizard, nodded to him and began to move down the hall toward the noises I heard, my own feet silent on the tiles. Okay, an inch above the tiles, but the points there.

I released the catches on my right glove, just in case. I was feeling the "impending doom" too and it wasn't a pleasent feeling. I felt some sense spike, screaming a warning that made me dodge to the side.

Good thing I had since a man slammed his way out of a closet, knocking a mob and bucket into the hallway. Guess it was a janetor's closet.
The stink from him was quite fowl as he burst into the hall, drooling madly.

"What the..." I trailed off as it made a grab for me. I touched down and grabbed its outstretched hand, slamming it into the wall opposite me. A sickening crack followed its impact, like bones snapping.

Guess I threw it a little harder then I intended.

 

[dragonrazor]

Wizard had seen the man jump out of the closet, and realized from the way it was moving that Rogue touching it would be a bad idea. There was no mistaking that shuffling gait. He stepped up to it, and reached down, feeling for a pulse. Satisfied, he sheathed the sword, realizing it would be very bad to hit one of them with it.

"They're alive, but...they're in a zombie-like state. I wouldn't recommend touching any of them, Rogue. And something tells me this entire town was an experiment. Nor do I think this is the only one. This could be VERY bad."

He suddenly wondered how they were supposed to find Jubilee in all this. Surely she would have abandoned the academy if any of these people had attacked it.

 

[Vixandra]

Rogue

Before I could agree or disagree with his touching statement, a woman's scream echoed down the hallways, coming from somewhere deep within the building.

"There's our cue, boys," I said before taking off down the hallway at a run. There were people in trouble, a woman that may not be a zombie. It was an Xman's job to save the innocent and that's what I was going to do.

A button pushed on my bodysuit slicked it to my body and gave it an almost slippery feeling. It would make it hard to grab me, though it became skin-tight to do so. Why did all women's combat gear have to be form fitting?

I hit another hallway, looked left and right and picked left, drawn by a sense I could not define. I'd had that sense as long as I'd been able to fly.

I'd already made up my mind that the zombies were not our friends, were not people I had to save, except through death. We didn't have time to save them, if they could be saved and I wasn't sure what thier touch would do.

Or why Wizard had said something about thier touch... did he know something the rest of us did not?

 

[Screech]

Dead Hand knelt down beside the zombiefied man. Something was broken, that was for sure. But Wizard seemed satisfied that it wasn't getting up again. "Great. So we step out of a sci-fi doom scenario and into a bad B-movie flick. Well, if this place was an experiment, I'm gonna see what I can find out. Should be files of some sort around here" Standing up and pulling out his katana, Dead Hand crept off into the darkened room properly

 

[dragonrazor]

Wizard ran off after Rogue, sighing as she took off. He didn't like the sound of that scream, and he sure as hell didn't approve of running off in this place. He stopped short as a blast door dropped between him and Rogue. Looking around, he tried to find some sort of switch to open the door, but found nothing. Suddenly, the floor dropped out beneath him, and he ended up falling into a room filled with medical equipment. He had managed to yell off one spell, essentially painting the corridor to indicate where he had gone with trails of fire.

 

[Vixandra]

Rogue

I skidded to a stop, eyes widening at the blast door that stood between me and the rest of the team. Kid must have hit a pressure pad or something.

I studied the door for a moment but its entire surface, at least on my side, was smooth and there was no way for me to open it.

Shaking my head I left the door, searching for a way around to rejoin the team.
I sent out a *beep* on my communicator to get anyone listening's attention.

"Gambit, Wizard, do either of you hear me? Wizard, where are you? Did you get hit by that door?"

Waiting for a response, I hovered through my hall way till it ended in a door. Opening it carefully, I found it lead to a stair well that lead down.

"Into the pit of dispair now I go,
To emerge again,
I do not know..."

I crept down the stairs, slamming a couple of zombies into the concrete walls, careful not to kill them this time. I tied them up, often hogtying them using rope from my backpack.

Slipping out of the stiars two floors down, I found myself in an area decorated with blood and what had once been white tile. Must get the name of thier decorator, I mused sarcastically, careful not to step in anything too squishy.

 

[Screech]

Damn! Those kids were going to get themselves killed in no-time flat by the sound of that scream! Abandoning his search, Dead Hand sprinted back the way he had come, and veered off down the corridor he had seen Rogue and Wizard head down earlier. "Rogue! Wizard! What the hell's going on??"

 

[dragonrazor]

Wizard winced, slowly sitting up. It HAD to be a trap door, he thought. He got to his feet slowly, whispering his light spell again, and looking around. As he heard the crackling of the communicator he had taken with him, he tapped it gently.

"I'm here. You'd think I'd remember something like a trap door and blast doors. Remind me again, why are we here?" He joked slightly, to take his mind off the pain he felt every time he moved. He must have hit something, but nothing was broken.

 

[Vixandra]

Rogue

"I do bellieve we're looking for Jubilee," I said. "Though why that's led us into zombie-land..."

I broke off as a pair of zombies rushed me, each grabbing for my body as I slipped from their grips. I grabbed one by the lab coat he wore and used him as a club to bash the other one. My gloves grew tacky with blood as as I snapped the labcoat wearer's neck, keeping him from biting me.

The one I'd bashed, in an expensive suit, threw himself at me, knocking the both of us through a set of glass windows into a large room that seemed to be a lecture hall.

Down a set of stairs we rolled until I was able to break free enough to fly up, hovering near the ceiling.

Around the room, dozens of the zombie-like people turned to me, eyes nearly glazing at the sight of me, as if I were something tasty to eat.
"This can't be good," I whispered.

 

[Screech]

Dead Hand sprinted down the steps and let out a cry as he saw dozens of previously-normal looking humans congregating around Rogue and Wizard. Acting on instict, he charged into the mass, swinging his blade and decapitating two of the more luckless ones.

This was starting to get really bizzare, even for some of the jobs he got. Zombies in the middle of Germany? Mutant collection? This was wierd! Impaling another of the poor zombies, Dead Hand noticed that more than a couple of them had turned their attention his way. "Rogue! Get Wizard and fly him back up the stairs! I'll cover your escape!"

 

[dragonrazor]

Wizard looked around, then shook his head. Hearing Rogue's comment about zombie-land, he couldn't help but chuckle. He was ignoring the zombies and working at a terminal, hoping to get the main power system back on. Then they could probably activate fire suppression systems, which involved a nasty little gas called Halon.

"Rogue, find some Environment Suits...we're going to need them if I manage to get Fire Suppression online."

 

[Vixandra]

Rogue

"Right, like there's nothing else going on," I said to Wizard as I landed next to Deadhand and body slammed a group of them away from him.

One of them caught a lock of my hair in its right hand and it started to pull, though the fist was open. I yelped and ripped free, getting a glimpse of a mouth on its hand before the entire zombie was up again.

"Deadhand, you hear Wizard about finding some bio-suits? Apparently he's going to do something to the air to hurt the zombies... I am so not sticking around for that unless you can throw up an air bubble."

I worked while I spoke, hurling zombies hither and thither across the room, shattering the pains of glass as if they counted for bonus points. I looked up at the large vent system overhead.

"Think you can fit into that air vent if I get you up to it? There's no point in fighting so many if we can get out and secure the building."

 

[Screech]

Dead Hand slashed left and right as the zombies got closer. Damn these things were relentless! What had he gotten himself in for this time? Well, at least Rogue had probably just saved his neck...

"Sorry, elecricity's my thing, not air. And I figue the safest place to be right now would be near the kid. So if that vent leads to him, I'll make myself fit!"

A zombie hand clawed at his face, tearing his mask and leaving a small scratch mark. "Ow! You piece-a'.." Drad Hand shoved his katana through the zombie's face and watched with satisfaction as it went down.

"Now would be a good time Rogue"

 

[dragonrazor]

Wizard was working the controls rapidly, and opening blast doors between them and him. He smiled, hearing Rogue mention the vents. He pulled up a map of the ventilation system, and studied it quickly, then spoke to them, giving them directions to a safe area that they could use to get past the zombies.

"Follow the ventilation system until you see a corridor with blue markings. Then follow the corridor, i'll light your way with glowing blue lines along the center of the corridor."

He continued working the terminal, and smiled as he got into the fire suppression controls. A zombie started to reach for him, only to find itself sliced in half down the middle. The sword had warned him, and he had used it with little trouble, one hand still working the controls, almost as if possessed.

 

[Vixandra]

Rogue

Using a zombie I managed to grab by his forearms, I did a spinning manuver, almost like a dance step, whirling around Deadhand, clearing the zombies away for a six foot radius.

I grabbed onto Deadhand around his waist and willed myself into the air quickly. He was heavy but I managed to get us off the ground before the zombies closed in though one nearly got my food.

I had Deadhand pry off the covering to the air duct and then shoved him inside.

After giving him a moment to get moving, I followed, crawling on my hands and knees though the vent was wide enough I wasn't struggling to do so. No ground crawl for me, at least in here.

Deadhand though, with his wider shoulders, didn't seem to be having fun though.

 

[Screech]

Ok. So the vent was a little tighter than expected. In fact, it was very difficult to move at all! Cursing all the words under the sun that he could link to his bad luck, and using his legs more than anything else, Dead Hand managed to force himself down the vent shaft.

Another curse was uttered when he found out that the more he went down the shaft, the more of his jacket was getting left behind. It might not have been his best jacket, but it was one of his better ones! His Ninj-to wasn't helping mch either as it's scabbard scraping caused more of a hinderance than a help.

After much struggling, however, he came across a grate that led to the blue corridor that Wizard had mentioned. This time, he had a bit more luck on his side as the grill wasn't fastned down. A quick headbutt caused it to swing open, as well as another curse at the pain in his head.

Poking his head out of the hole, he looked around. "Good no movie rejects here" Squeezing himself through the hole, he dropped to the floor with practiced ease. He looked back up at the vent. "So, what? Want me to catch you, or you just gonna fly out?" He grinned slightly beneath his mask

 

[Vixandra]

Rogue

I watched Deadhand struggle and fought not to laugh at the sight. When he dropped down, I was able to have a moment of silent giggles before peeking over the edge of the vent.
"I'll fly down, less chance of you getting jumped with your hands full."

I floated down into the corridor we were in, looking around. A door marked with what looked like car oil dominated the north end of the hall.
"Lets try in there- if its a garage, we should be able to get out so we're not affected by whatever it is Wizard's planning on doing."

I lead the way down the hall, hovering to avoid any hidden trap triggers.
It was oddly silent, as if fate were holding its breath, waiting for our next move.

 

[dragonrazor]

As Wizard had promised, a line of glowing blue arrows pointed the way to the control room he was in. He was working fast, getting the gas in the suppression system running. He also found the older foam suppression systems, and had a very funny idea. He shut off the Halon suppression, and activated the foam one, which would make it very difficult for the zombies to move around.

"Change of plans, we're going to soap them up and get them nice and squeaky clean, really slippery."