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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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"You're our leader, you have to get in first! I'll be right behind!" she insisted as she looked around, looking for Krista... or anyone else she knew who might need help.

I've taken a lot worse than this.

[right as she says it she takes another blast, this time in seeing it coming she's able to adjust quicker, taking the energy of the blast transferring it through her body and transferring it all to her shoulder to help finish the healing process.]

It's my job to put my life on the line to protect you! Now get inside and get as many kids to safety as you can!

[And of course this is when Meiling shows up, shoving things aside quickly and standing close, glancing around quickly.]

But we can do the same as well..But those kids come first.

[She's gazed by a few bullets but doesn't budge.]

Let's go Eli, we should make sure that kids don't hide and get hurt.

She hesitated, then nodded. "Alright, but you should all be careful too! Lets go!"

[Thanks to lingering hypervigilance - and pilfering weapons during the District X riots - Luvander has at least two guns on him that can be seen. He looks conflicted, half of his mind shouting at him to follow orders, the other to do what comes most naturally to him. The second part is winning out, however.]

The only thing I'd be useful for like that is as a meat shield. I'm heading toward where there will be wounded people.

[Dammit kid.]

OK, send the wounded back this way. I'll try to clear a safe path.

[She charges the canon that had been blasting at her shrugging off a couple of shots and concentrating all the energy in her shoulder. Now almost fully healed she transfers the energy through her muscles as they work, adding as much power as she can as she leaps and comes down, smashing the canon to pieces.

No sooner than she does another gun takes aim and starts firing in the direction of her team]

LOOK OUT!

Eli had been staying close, spinning off clones to form a wall around Oulan and Luvander, putting them on "auto" with just the instructions to protect them. She sent clones spinning off to help Krista.

She'd never spun so many new ones off so quickly before. She was unsteady on her feet, and when she heard LOOK OUT she meant to order a clone to jump in the way of whatever the damage was....

But there was no time, and no thought, as if she were herself a clone, she jumped forward to knock Luvander out of the way, taking a blast to her shoulder that sent her flying. She fell hard and fast, head striking the statue of Jean Grey as she fell, limp and unmoving, barely breathing, eyes open and staring, somewhat glazed.

(OOc: so apparently it's the "real" Eli who is going to die. And why had a fast clean death when I can draw this out?)

[He's in the process of twisting himself mostly out of the way of the blast, when suddenly out of nowhere comes Eli, knocking him out of the way and taking the brunt of it himself. His first instinct is to swear at her, long and hard, because out of the two of them she isn't the one who can heal herself.

Then he sees how badly she's fallen, and he's on his knees in a split second, hands on her neck, trying to take in the extent of the damages.

There's so much. He can barely recognize his voice as he speaks, hoping Oulan - or someone - is listening.]

She's dying. There's bleeding... in her brain. I'm going to try to take it, but I'm not sure I can. Someone please tell me this is a bastion-damned clone.

No! NO NO NO NO NO!

[she saw her spin off clones, she knew. This was her. This was her responsibility, her fault. She's panicked, she's never lost anyone she's been in charge of protecting before. This was on her, she couldn't react in time. If she had called faster, if she had noticed sooner. She charges to Luvander's putting herself between them and the cannons that were firing at them.]

It's her Luvander. It's her. Can you help her!

The clones stopped for a moment, frozen when she landed, then they resumed their last programing, defending her teammates, defending Krista. The two more distant clones felt little from the impact, being so far distant.

"Get...to sa..." She coughed, blood coming out of her mouth. What were they doing fussing over her when they could get hurt out here? They needed to get inside, get to saftey.

After all... She was... Just a clone? Right? A small whimper escaped her as her eyes started to drift closed. Why hadn't she destroyed this clone yet? Why was she hurting so badly?

She tried to focus on one of her other clones, to try and escape the pain. The one defending Krista, the one working the shift at her job. Either one would be easier than this....

[There's too much bleeding, everywhere. He tries to pick up whatever is in her lungs, and there's blood running from his mouth, grimly being wiped away. But he can't focus too much on that, trying to get at all that blood inside her cranium.

The world spins, and he feels sick. There's too much pressure. There's blood coming out of his nose too as he tries to ease the damage into his own body instead of hers. But there is no way to do it slowly without losing consciousness first, and if he takes it all at once-

He looks up at Oulan, face paper white, shaking his head.]

I can't. Not without killing myself instead.

[He still has his hands on her, still trying to take whatever pain he can safely remove, trying to ease her suffering just a little. But she's going to die, and painfully so, and he can't stop it.

And to him, this is not the first time.]

Her eyes fluttered closed as she focused on the other clones, on the two she had chosen. a small groan of pain escaped along with her last breath and then... there was no more reason to worry about her bleeding. She was quite done.

Her self shoved into one of the clones, though no one could say for sure yet...which one....

(aka, I need to see how the thread with Krista goes to know where her focus would have been)

Edited 2015-06-01 18:41 (UTC)

[seeing her slump down like that, seeing her dead. Seeing someone she was in charge if die because she didn't react fast enough. Something breaks, something inside her snaps and she loses it.]

Luvander. Go. Don't let this happen to anyone else.

[She starts walking towards the cannon that did this. That killed her student, her charge, her teammate. There is nothing but anger, burning white hot anger and rage. Every shot of the cannon draws blood but gives her more and more power to work with. She walks right up to it and with a primal scream tears it right out of the ground, throws it over her head into the ground and just starts pounding at it with all of her strength. Screaming with rage the entire time.]

[At first, there is no reaction, and certainly no reply to Oulan's words. He's felt it before, of course. As long as he's touching the skin of a living being, he is aware of their entire body, every single function and movement, every flaw, every ache; everything that makes it alive. And when someone dies, that feeling simply fades away, until the body he's touching is nothing but a thing, a sack of meat and flesh with as much life and agency to it as a rock. He can't feel anything.

(Had it felt like that with Yesfir? He can't remember; the blast of the grenade had knocked him out. He'd never felt her turn into a lifeless object, but did that mean there was a chance she was still alive? No. No no no no-)

He snatches his hands away from the body in front of him, shoulders shaking, trying to breathe as a part of his mind reminds him that this is probably a panic attack. He really ought to know better. Not now, not when there are... orders. That's right, orders.

He'd been given an order. He needed to carry it out. Slowly getting to his feet, Luvander simply wanders off, into the melee, where he was needed. Making sure it didn't happen again.]

[it's better this way. Save as many lives as possible. Don't let anyone else die, nobody else. She drops to her knees in front of Eli's body. Tears in her eyes, her fists covered in her own blood. She picks up the body and cradles it in her arms.]

I'm not just leaving her on the lawn. Girls, you're with me, we're going inside.

One of the clones had stayed with Oulan, as per her orders, and one had followed Luvander, the rest had stayed with the rest of the team, following their last orders to protect the team.

The clones look at the dead body with a mix of confusion and sadness. They had no clue how to handle this and it confused them. They all had headaches, but they were following their orders as best they could.

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Moving it inside

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