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xavier_institute_logs2015-10-10 09:10 pm
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SINISTER FINALE
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.
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.
no subject
"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.
no subject
"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."
no subject
"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'.
no subject
"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."
no subject
"Liir."
Liir Ko, at least according to his student records.
no subject
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.