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xavier_institute_logs2015-05-29 01:22 pm
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Entry tags:
- !event,
- alex rider: alex rider,
- aquaria: naija,
- attack on titan: eren yeager,
- attack on titan: krista lenz,
- elfen lied: kaede,
- fate/: gilles de rais (female),
- fate/: rin tousaka,
- guilty gear: bridget,
- guilty gear: slayer,
- guilty gear: zato-1/eddie,
- hetalia: feliks lukasiewicz,
- inuzuma eleven go: tenma matsukaze,
- kingdom hearts: aqua,
- npc: charles xavier,
- npc: claudine renko,
- npc: emma frost,
- npc: hank mccoy,
- npc: logan,
- npc: martha johansson,
- npc: nick fury,
- npc: ororo munroe,
- original: alric caelegart,
- original: eileanea elizabeth thompson,
- original: jun carter,
- peacemaker kurogane: souji okita,
- peacemaker kurogane: toshizou hijikata,
- persona: kanji tatsumi,
- persona: ken amada,
- persona: labrys,
- rwby: nora valkyrie,
- shiritsu horitsuba gakuen: yuui flourite,
- speak: melinda sordino,
- suikoden: flik,
- suikoden: oulan,
- teen titans: raven,
- the chronicles of elantra: tiamaris,
- the lost years of merlin: rhianon,
- the volstovic cycle: luvander,
- the wicked years: liir thropp,
- tokyo esp: rinka urushiba,
- touhou project: flandre scarlet,
- touhou project: kagerou imaizumi,
- touhou project: kaguya houraisan,
- touhou project: kisume,
- touhou project: marisa kirisame,
- touhou project: meiling hong,
- touhou project: patchouli knowledge,
- touhou project: reimu hakurei (male),
- tsubasa reservoir chronicle: fai flourit
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:
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.
In school & outside school
[Eren's always on alert. He can never be truly easy here. He's suspicious (some might say paranoid), and he doesn't sleep well. His knowledge of what's happening with Renko has only put him more on edge, even if he thinks she should be given up to SHIELD. It all seems too easy. So when disaster strikes, he's ready. Sometimes paranoia pays off, in a manner of speaking.
When the security systems react, though, it takes him a minute to realize what's happening.
His first priority is the kids. The little kids. He has to help them. He races into the hall with no regard for his own safety, as chaos breaks out, looking for anyone who needs him. He's willing to use himself as a shield, if necessary.]
Come with me!
On the lawn:
[By this point, Eren has taken a lot of damage. He's covered in blood. From the amount of it on his body, it looks as if he shouldn't still be on his feet, but the blood loss isn't the problem. There's something erratic about his movements, and his body is radiating heat, like a furnace. He's never regenerated this much, and it's having an effect on him.
Nonetheless, he charges in again. There are still people who need his help!]
Outside!
[He's done a couple of sweeps of the school, and figured that the injured are more likely to need him than anybody who's still hiding successfully.]
[On the way out of the building, he grabbed the glass top off of a round coffee table, but thanks to his power, it's a riot shield right now. Noticing how beat up Eren is, he moves in to try and provide him some cover.]
Hey, you holding up and junk?
[Even now, he tries to keep his tone light -- though he guesses that isn't how he usually talks to Eren, of all people.]
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He glares at Feliks for a moment, though, used to their antagonism, and he seems slightly surprised when it doesn't materialize. The surprise fades momentarily, but he doesn't look any less grim.]
Yeah, I'm fine.
[Just bloody and in torn clothes as his body works overtime to repair itself. But he seems intent on keeping it up.]
I'm sick—of people getting hurt.
[It's really frustrating. What's wrong with this place? What's wrong with everyone?]
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[Feliks looks and sounds for all the world like they're talking about some small, obnoxious nuisance, but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel it -- the drive for justice, the need to protect people. He just isn't big on wearing his weaknesses on his sleeve, and it's easier not to if you pretend like nothing's a big deal.]
[Gunfire drives bullets into the dirt, sending chunks of earth flying up against the shield. Cursing a little kurwa! under his breath, Feliks pulls out... a can of coke, but in the moment before he flings it out from behind his shield at the gun, it turns into a grenade in his hand.]
GET COVER!
[The last part wasn't to Eren, but to anyone else lingering in the area.]
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[He knows Feliks doesn't mean to hurt people, but he's not the best conversationalist right now. While Feliks is throwing his grenade, Eren, though protected from the blast, gets hit in the arm by a bullet ricocheting from another angle. It passes through, but badly damages his arm. Eren recoils, knocked back. His temperature rises again, steam streaming from the wound. Being near him now is like standing too close to a fire: uncomfortable.]
I can't do enough. I can't... I have to.
[He just feels so powerless.]
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[He moves back towards where Eren was thrown, disregarding the heat even as it gets more and more uncomfortable to do so, trying to give him more thorough cover.]
Hey. None of us can alone, ok? We're up against way too much for any one person. But we can do something, and that's kind of why we've gotta work together.
...Tell me you have a healing factor.
[He'll do his best to drag Eren kicking and screaming to a medic, if not.]
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[He shakes his head stubbornly. He is alone. Even if there are some people here he gets along with, they're not really people he can fight with. The way he thinks about things is too different. They're not his allies. He doesn't care what Feliks says. He knows he's not one of them. He never will be.]
It—heals.
[It. His body seems like an alien being to him sometimes. It's weird to feel distant from your own body. Now, his is doing something completely different. In addition to healing, extra tendons are starting to form on his face, standing out against his paler skin.]
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That's good, so we can have a talk about your weird body image issue later.
You can bitch about being alone, but you're not the only one out here to save people, and we can all get more done together. You know that, right?
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[His body image is fine!]
I didn't say you're not... You don't understand! I'm not like you!
[Sometimes he means this in the "I don't share your priorities or ideologies" way, but right now he means it in the "I'm incredibly dangerous and have accidentally killed people" way, but it's impossible to tell this from his tone, which is yelling.]
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[He throws another grenade out from behind the battered shield. The patter of the darts stops -- but a moment later, something heavier hits the ground to Feliks's side. Before he can react, there's a hiss, and some sort of gas starts coming out.]
...Oh, kurwa. Really?
[He grabs the skirt attached to his uniform and rips at it until it detaches, tying it over the lower half of his face and turning it into a gas mask -- but he's already inhaled some, and for all his stubbornness, he's not a big guy. He wobbles where he's crouched, clearly dizzy all of a sudden, his uniform turning lighter and less bulletproof and the shield turning back into a table top as he struggles to stay awake.]
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More bullets slam into him, and he lets out a noise. A rather loud, inhuman noise.]
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[He can't get his feet under him properly, can't organize his thoughts enough to use his power, but he rallies as much as he can, clamping the fabric of his skirt over his mouth and nose as hard as he can to keep from breathing any more of the gas, trying to push away the urge to panic.]
God...
I swear to God, get back here and take cover for three seconds!
[His voice is thin and shaking, but even so, he tries to put as much almost-a-teacher-like authority into it as possible.]
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—into a 50 foot tall giant.
He lets out a deep bellow. The bullets drive into his legs. He doesn't seem to feel them.]
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[That's... Well. That's sure a thing.]
[Feliks feels himself shake, and tells himself it's just a side effect of the gas, even though he knows it's a lie, knows that he's terrified.]
[He grows pale, but shakes sense into himself quickly. The fabric still pressed firmly over his mouth, he struggles to his feet and raises his voice.]
Eren. Eren! Can you hear me?
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He turns, focusing his gaze on Feliks, now far below him. It's impossible to know if Eren has recognized him, but he's certainly noticed him. He bellows again. His voice, ringing across the lawn, doesn't sound human at all any longer.]
I'm so sorry this ended up being so late ;;;
[Mother of Jesus, be our protector and defender against all that is evil...]
[He draws his back straight, and forces himself to meet the titan's eyes.]
Come on... Can you hear me? Just nod if you can!
[This is either something he can work with, or he's probably going to die. Almost definitely one of those two things, he feels.]