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The Xavier Institute Mod Journal ([personal profile] astonishing_xmods) wrote in [community profile] xavier_institute_logs2015-08-22 08:09 pm

A SINISTER LEGACY [PART 4] - The escape.

Who: The Sick and the doctors
What: The sick plan an escape to search for a cure before it kills Nightcrawler
Where: Medical Quarantine and the docks
Warnings: Violence
Notes: Part one of the series

[It's nighttime on the 22nd, the plot is set, the day has come. It was finally time to break out, to find answers. To find a cure. They wouldn't find anything sitting here. Henry had found nothing while Kurt was getting worse, his flesh beginning to turn from blue to a boiling shade of red. He had know he didn't have much time. He knew it would take a miracle to survive much longer.

Lying in his medical bed with Flik next to him his tail flicks to the side, giving the signal that it was time to begin.

Seconds later, Flik charges straight for Zancrow, screaming at the top of his lungs and as soon as he does, Kurt bamfs from his table, appearing right next to the first person he's getting ready to teleport out.]
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Re: THE ESCAPE

[personal profile] friendofdorothy 2015-08-24 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Liir, still on military hair trigger, sat up abruptly.

"Oh, good. I was wondering when someone was going to bring me breakfast."
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[personal profile] teufelskerl 2015-08-24 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Ha! There's still life in this one. Are all your things in order?
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[personal profile] friendofdorothy 2015-08-25 10:38 am (UTC)(link)
Liir looked down at his sad little backpack at the foot of his bed. An old style broom was lashed to it.

"For now. Where are we going? A leper colony?"
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[personal profile] teufelskerl 2015-08-25 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"I should hope not! Unless there has been a sudden change of plans."

Kurt put his scarred hand on Liir's shoulder, to support him if he wanted to stand.

"Are you ready?"
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[personal profile] friendofdorothy 2015-08-26 01:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Liir wobbled to his feet. His unsteadiness was as much from the bed rest itself as the disease.

"Not that I mind leaving, but how do we know we're not going to infect anyone else doing this?"
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[personal profile] teufelskerl 2015-08-27 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Kurt's expression saddened somewhat.

"I'm afraid there isn't a guarantee. We must be quick."
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[personal profile] friendofdorothy 2015-08-27 07:51 am (UTC)(link)
"And what are we doing that's worth potentially exposing people?"

Still in his hospital gown. He couldn't go into a fight like this...Well, it looked like he'd have to.
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[personal profile] teufelskerl 2015-08-27 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Stealing the notes of the thing who did this."

The end of Kurt's tail flicked once, emphasizing 'thing'.

"There will be clothes on the vessel. Are you ready?"
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[personal profile] friendofdorothy 2015-08-28 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
Liir hefted the backpack. The end of the broom stuck comically up over his head.

"Might as well die doing something useful. Let's go."
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[personal profile] teufelskerl 2015-08-28 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Kurt took Liir's hand as well. Wouldn't do if the boy fell over in the middle of teleporting.

"This will be just a moment."

And it—BAMF—was. The quarantine room vanished, and the smoke cleared to drop them both onto the former research vessel.