xavier_institute_logs | A Sinister Legacy [PART 2] [OPEN]

WHO: Students and faculty of the Institute, plus some unfortunate SHIELD agents caught in the crossfire
WHAT: Sinster did something, ah... sinister... to Martha, and now the school security systems are attacking anyone and everyone that might interfere with his um... sinister... plans.
WHERE: The Institute
WHEN: STILL ON THE 25TH. TRUST US.
WARNING(S): Violence hooooo

As a reminder, there are THREE ways to be involved with this event:

1. Help the SHIELD agents on the front lawn survive against the school security systems! This will be combat heavy and will involve NPC assists from Nick Fury

2. Help protect other students, and those who can't fight, get to safe places! Not every section of the school is as automated as others and there are places that Sinister's infection of the security systems hasn't reached. This can be combat heavy or not at all, and will involve NPC assists from Storm

3. HELLIONS your girl No Girl needs help. Also the Professor and Logan. Your job is to head to the sublevels and break in to the most heavily secured area of the school and stop whatever is causing things to go haywire, and possibly stop Sinister himself from whatever he has planned. As usual, you will be assisted by Emma.

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[Flandre had found the entire process so...distasteful, even if Renko had voluntarily surrendered herself. She hadn't been looking out the window when the quinjet landed, sparing only a glance when it disgorged its soldiers.

So she had been rather off-guard when the security systems lost their shit.

Scrambling outside took surprisingly little thought; she was getting used to rushing places in uniform, it seemed. Just as she was getting used to controlling how her vision saw through things as materials to the points beyond it.

Flandre crunched the point of the nearest pulse rifle in her palm, though only enough to shear the gun from its base, rather than atomize the entire thing.

But that was just one--and there were how many more? One less of "too many" wasn't much of an achievement.]

I won't be able to get all of them from here.

[If anything, Marisa had long since gotten used to being pulled out of work and hoping into action. Sometimes it payed to pay attention to the security systems..although she still fought her way out to the lawn.

Once she was out there, a star was tossed out into and it exploded, not a full explosive nor a full flash bang. She was trying to get them to scatter a bit so they could get set up.]

Can't make anythin' easy around here can they? What's the plan?

-Reimu quickly threw up another barrier, grimacing as the impact rattled pretty much... everything around them. Not far off, there was the sound of gunfire. Actual guns, not plasma guns.-

Get to Fury and get him out of here. Good enough?

[There was still a beat of hesitation there--Flandre destroyed the eye of the next turret, giving them some space to breathe for a moment.

She started to run forwards, though she had to stop more often than she liked--between the barrier shaking and the ground deciding it didn't want to be stationary any longer.]

Get Fury, Get him out, don't get shot. Works for me. Better ta have a idea then ta just go in this type of thing.

[That nearly caught her off balance. A moment to throw her hair up in a ponytail and a thoughtful frown. This was going to be so much fuuun.

Once the ground stops moving somewhat, She's moving, tossing stars left and right to try and clear a safe way.]

[Two bullets wizzed past, striking some of the now mobile turrets trying to get an aerial edge over the group.]

I hope you don't mind me asking... [Fury shouted over at them from his cover, two more rounds flying past.] How, exactly, you plan on turning this damn thing off?

-Oh, great, they could fly now. Since when could they fly? Was this the new stuff they added after the rebuild? Why would they EVER need to fly?-

We got some people on that... hooopefully.

[Being equipped more for getting up in things' grill than not was...really frustrating, especially now. A few of the crystals on the ends of Flandre's wings had started to dim from using her power, and her mind felt fuzzy and numb at the edges. The latter would pass in time, so long as she didn't peer into that between-world again in the next few moments.

The next turret in the way seemed to be distracted by Marisa's stars--at least that's what Flandre assumed it was doing, firing into the air instead of at anyone. It was close enough that she might be able to get to it before it corrected its aim.

Flandre stopped at the edge of the barrier, though just--she didn't want to run right through it, afraid the entire thing would drop. She tried to get her leader's attention instead.]

Reimu!

Got it! -Reimu focused, trying to expand the barrier just enough to give Flandre space to work.-

[Flandre lunged forwards as soon as she saw the mirror-surface move, keeping her profile low--so low she pitched her shoulder into a roll, clamping her wings to her back. She saw the rifle swinging back down as if it was snared in tar, and sprang up at its exposed undercarriage, where she could see the wiring and hydraulics.

They sparked before her claws tore them away, slashing through to the metal carriage--and through that too. The latter could be easily welded back together--the former left her fingertips and claws trailing smoke.]

[Marisa, for the moment, just keeps focused on throwing the stars about, letting them detonate as soon it was viable.

She's slowing down a bit, the explosions taking a lot out of her.]

It's almost like it never ends in this line of work huh?

A Sinister Legacy [PART 2] [OPEN]

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