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

[friendofdorothy]

"One is imitating the physical traits of animals I come across."

He squints at the communicator, then glances at its creator. She seems pretty young. He'd guess twelve to fourteen. What had he been doing at that age? Mooning over Dorothy? Wondering if he'd ever make friends with someone he wasn't related to and/or an animal? That she hasn't accounted for powers that change bodies signifigantly was a big error but still it's impressive that she made it in the first place.

[anythingspossible]

Both brows were raised now.

"That's a neat power, but anywho...The thang will raise a false alarm when you change, but the bigger worry is, if the size of yer ear changes then it ain't gonna fit anymore."

Joss scratched the back of her head nervously. She had goofed and she knew it.

"Ya got any friends that might be able to use a couple of those?"

[friendofdorothy]

It was only one of them. He was glad she hadn't probed further. Answering the the thousandth time what it was like to talk to birds (boring) or see people's memories (uncomfortable) was not what he wanted to do right then.

"My team probably will. And I suppose I could just clip it to my ear."

A long pause. Something was occuring to him.

"Do these use a different frequencie than we normally use?"

It would be good to have a way of communicating the rest of the X-Men couldn't find out about.

[anythingspossible]

Joss may have been the one person in the Xavier institute who had never heard of Gene Nation, or their philosophy.

"Well ta be honest with ya...the frequency is different..." Thinking falsely that this was minus of her communicator she quick whipped out her smart phone.

"But I can change it! Heck, gotta smart phone? I can send ya the app ta change it yourself if ya want."

[friendofdorothy]

Easy to change on the fly? Even better.

"Thank you. We'll do that if we get back. I don't know how the Blackbird's electronics react to cellular phones."

He tried to smile in response but probably just ended up looking queasy. A bit of a hint to his outlook on life could be gleaned from that sentence too: 'if', not 'when'.

[anythingspossible]

Joss smiled wide and bright when her tech had been redeemed, and the fact he looked like he might be a tad air stick didn't bother her none.

"Spankin! I'll tell ya all need ta know about it the second were back home, Mr."

Joss eyes lit up a bit when she suddenly realized she had been forgetting something.

"Hey. Didn't get yer name."

[friendofdorothy]

The kid looked happy. At least someone was. He'd hated jungles since Bangra and all those animals talking was going to be noisy.

"Liir."

Liir Ko, at least according to his student records.

[anythingspossible]

"Name's Joss Possible. Good ta meet ya."

Joss extended her hand to shake, but turbulence shook her first.

"Now what in tarnation? Joss looked out the nearest window.

"Somethin ain't right. I better check it out, but I'm lookin forward ta workin with ya Liir."

Joss rose from her chair to speak to the pilots about what was up, but when she did a few locks of her hair just happened to have been left behind.