SINISTER FINALE

[astonishing_xmods]

WHO: Those who signed up for the punching dinosaurs Savage Lands mission
WHAT: Time to get a cure
WHERE: Savage Land Nature Preserve
WHEN: October 10th
WARNING(S): Violence, language, etc

The Blackbird was getting quite a bit of use, lately. It left the Institute early, before the sun was properly up—from there, it was a straight line from New York to Antarctica, with no stops between. The paperwork had been cleared, official permission granted for the team to enter an international wildlife reserve. There would be no scandalous headlines of border-crossing house parties this time, thank you very much.

The glasslike surface of the Antarctic Ocean stretched away endlessly beneath the plane, disappearing into a fog-clouded horizon.

They weren’t there quite yet.

But they would be soon.

Comments

[long_live_the_queen]

[Kaede's voice turned snappish. The long trip, combined with just waking up, made her unusually irritable.]

I aged out of flatscan orphanage. They didn't send us on many field trips.

[Not...entirely truthful, but far less traumatic to talk about.]

[kinofwrath]

And they haven't sent on training missions since joining the X-school?

[Beat]

What, they haven't?

[long_live_the_queen]

Until recently I haven't gone anywhere until they were sure I wasn't going to kill anyone.

[Anger issues? Of course not, whatever made you think she had issues.]

[kinofwrath]

[Zancrow just stares at her, her anger issues seem normal to him.

He turns to Liir]

See, this just proves my point. This school is run by morons.

[friendofdorothy]

Not morons. [He lowers his voice] People who are working at cross purposes to us. [As if it's any secret what Gene Nation is about]

[long_live_the_queen]

Or people who didn't want random strangers to die.

[The morbid but practical answer!]