The Ashes of the Phoenix [OPEN]

[thethirdspecies]

WHO: John Sublime, "No Girl", the U-Men, and their unfortunate target... The Insitute
WHAT: Sublime's U-Men attack the school. They're aiming for the sublevels. Stop them at all costs!
WHERE: Throughout campus
WHEN: Past midnight, Wednesday-Thursday
WARNING(S): Gonna get violent.


The time was now. The media attention over his followers actions was too much. And after all, Xavier's little henchmen in London had figured it out. He was sure of it. There was no more time to bide. No more room for hesitation. It was act now, or the revolution would end in a prison cell, festering away in the disgusting care of this unclean world. Sublime couldn't stomach it. Couldn't fathom it. And whatever god help those who stood in the way of him and his dream of Homo Perfectus.

"All units are in place," Sublime whispered, peering out over the immaculate green, covered in moonlight, staring a drilling, piercing hole into the mansion. "Martha... it's your turn now," another whisper, as the floating apparatus before him, holding a strange glowing orb, began to shine even more brightly.

Just like that, the security systems failed. And just like that, Charles Xavier gasped and sent out a short, psychic burst to all X-Men, perhaps to everyone in the school, before he was overwhelmed and silenced, collapsing from his bed to the floor, stunned into sleep by a psychic force even he was not prepared for.

"This is it, Martha... our dream... U-Men! Bring me the Ashes of the Phoenix!" And like that, dozens of the men from the blurred video that Glamour and Spy had managed to obtain swarmed the ground, organic and mechanical, using a plethora of stolen mutant powers, attacked.


[[ This is it! Our first major action post, and in X-Men tradition, it's a direct attack on campus. Feel free to start your own threads. The U-Men will be NPC'd by the mods. Their ultimate goal is the filed away genetic samples of Jean Grey in the sublevels. They must be stopped, before someone uses them to integrate Jean's powers into a U-Man. ]]

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[jolie_aile]

Flandre's neck prickled as if with invisible hackles before she saw movement threading through the dark; she jumped sideways, but not enough to escape whatever cage that was. It didn't touch her, but now really did make her growl.

"You're not my mother," she snapped, lashing out to slash at the vines with iron-splitting strength behind her claws.

[thethirdspecies]

Rapidly, the vines began to spread, forming a circle around the pair of them -- wide, for the moment, and not closed yet, but getting there.

The U-man hissed in annoyance, perhaps even pain, as Flandre's claws slashed through several vines. More came up to take their place, though, and one tried to make its way around her leg to hold her down.

"You're still a kid, and kids should mind their own business!"

[jolie_aile]

She didn't have terribly long to think on what to do next (run forwards? run for the closing gap? argue that no, she was actually an adult now thank you?); instead, Flandre lifted her foot against the vines latching onto her ankle, trying to pull and tear them away to advance forwards.

"Oh, yes, it's not like I live here or anything." For right now, anyway.

Her toes and claws dug into the dirt like cleats, and she pushed off of them abruptly into a sprint, trying to avoid getting her feet snared again while bulldozing into the U-Man shoulder first.

[thethirdspecies]

"We're just here to get something. Mind your own business, and you damn brats would be fine!"

The U-man tried to sidestep, seeing Flandre's attack coming, but wasn't quite quick enough. They threw a few rather weak punches at her, trying to deter her, and it only took a moment for the vines to come up and try to wrap around Flandre's wings, trying to pull her off.