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The Xavier Institute Mod Journal ([personal profile] astonishing_xmods) wrote in [community profile] xavier_institute_logs2016-01-27 07:46 pm

HEAVY IS THE HEAD: Genosha Mission

WHO: Wolverine, Storm, and those who volunteered for the mission.
WHAT: It's time to meet the guy in the helmet and attempt to talk him out of starting WWIII
WHERE: The shores of Genosha, then onto Magneto's palace.
WHEN: Saturday Evening to Sunday Morning
WARNING(S): Could get violent.

It had been a long flight, with Storm's powers managing to create electric fields that jammed most tracking systems, but still had to park the Blackbird itself well away from the Genoshan coast, with a small jet boat being taken the rest of the way. It was a silent wonder as to how they had managed to get this close without alerting any of the local authorities, but Logan assured the team his man on the inside had them taken care of. They just had to put their faith in him. Which, putting faith in Wolverine was one thing, but in a total stranger? That was a bit more difficult to fathom...

Once the team arrived on a well protected cove, the boat was hidden under practical camouflage (as using Storm's powers to hide it in fog would just trip alarms. No-Girl, Martha, was left with the ship to shield it psychically if needed, and send a long range alert to Cerebro if something went wrong.

Wolverine took them up a steep, rocky hill, and to one of the walls of Genosha's government sanctums, the very one that house Magneto's steel palace, and they waited for their contact to arrive...
eileaneathompson: (*blush*)

[personal profile] eileaneathompson 2016-01-30 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
Her focus shifted to that clone. "I'm not sure, I don't know what would be a limit, so I go until I don't need any more, or I get tired. But after a while, what's the point? I can't control ones I can't focus on. Many clones, one brain." And....then she realized she was talking to a male, gasped the smallest bit and flushed CRIMSON. It was easier with a clone than as her self directly, and she was aware that made no sense, but there it was.
endurancepoint: (and i'm the queen of england)

[personal profile] endurancepoint 2016-02-11 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Probably the amount you can focus on is the place to start defining a limit," Alex said as he started studying the probability now that she was focused more directly on this particular clone. It was rather complex, as most mutant-power related probabilities tended to be. "Then from there explore the different variables. Limits aren't necessarily cut and dry figures."

Then a thought struck him. "Does that mean if you aren't able to focus on a clone they can move about autonomously? Sorry if this is a bit probing; I've not had a chance to talk with a multiplier before."
eileaneathompson: (*blush*)

[personal profile] eileaneathompson 2016-02-11 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
She shrugged, still flushing and waved a hand to where the other clones were talking to people, or fidgeting, or keeping an eye out, depending on their orders. "I can give them assignments," she mumbled, "And they'll do them even if I'm not focused on them. I have one that attends school in another state," she said, looking down at the hands of the clone she was focused on. "I check in there about once a week, or once a month. Before all this I... I was going to take a trip to reabsorb her, and respin her... but..." she shrugged. "One goes to work for me...." She shrugged again, looking at her feet, trying not to wonder why there were so many males in this school.