John Sublime / The U-Men (
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The Ashes of the Phoenix [OPEN]
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. ]]
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. ]]
OPEN
Instead, he can hear people bursting out of their rooms and making a fuss, and somehow, all he can think for a second is God, again? There'd better not be robots this time.
By the time he stands up, he's turned his nightgown (long and off the shoulder, a fancy thing Fai got for him in London) into his X-uniform -- though he's still barefoot, with nothing to turn into boots. He grabs a bag that he keeps near the bed full of his essentials (hair spray that he can turn into mace, bobby pins that can double as lock picks, and so on), grabs his phone, and hurries out of the door, into the staff housing hall, and down into the common areas, looking for trouble.
"God, what's the deal with people always coming in the middle of the night? It's like there's some kind of bylaw in the Assholes Union about not letting us get any sleep! It's totally their fault if I break out to the max tomorrow."
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"So what is it this time? Anyone know? The old man didn't say much."
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"No clue. Fai's got no clue, either. We've already done the Brotherhood, government robots, and hired kidnappers, so like, I don't know. Maybe ninjas this time?"
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He pauses, smirks a little. "Like, what size and what toppings?"
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Let's toss in some minor NPCs for fightin'?
Actually, he's not badly off, considering he lives at school or with his family, can make new clothes on a whim, and still has a lot of money left over from that time they sued Toph's dad for kidnapping them. But really, Amelia, extra large?
Just then, there's a noise from around the corner. Feliks purses his lips a little, glancing to Amelia in a silent did you hear that?
aww ye
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Also barefooted, he sneaks up towards the corner, figuring she'll be right with him.
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i'm sorry
"Besides, it'll be a good experience for you all." It was definitely a story to take to back home.
Never be
He gives her a little grin, bright and confident, tossing a cell phone up in the air and catching it in his hand again. "It's just kinda a hassle! Like, do you know how comfy I was right before this went down?"
Considering he's coming from a staff member's room and is technically still a student (if only barely)...
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"Doesn't really matter right now, sugar. Knowing some of you, you all probably need the workout."
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"Are you, like, saying something? 'Cause I'll have you know my butt is totes perfect the way it is."
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He tilts his head a little, digging through his handbag for -- oh, nice! An empty bottle! Drunk-him must have been intending to recycle it, probably as something other than a makeshift weapon, but God works in mysterious ways.
"I mean, it is, but I was."
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Leo, instead, started by heading out his bedroom window, going on a quick lap around the building, and is now leaping through the window of the common room, landing in a neat tuck-and-roll before springing right back to his feet and pulling the window shut (not that it'll do much but get broken and hopefully stick in some invading jerk's face, but hey).
"There's got to be at least a few dozen that I saw, and I'd be surprised if I saw all of them."
Feliks, he is totally going to want an explanation later of how an invading army in the middle of the night makes you break out.
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Since he didn't bother to ask about that, though, Feliks just sighs,and the shape of his phone shifts slightly in his hand.
"You've gotta be joking. I totally have stuff to do tomorrow morning! What's their damage this time? Did you get a good look at them?"
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He's used to picking out details in the dark, but most of that is bigger stuff - location, presence, motion. Who's there and where they're standing or going, not what sports team is on their t-shirt.
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Oddly, Feliks seems calmed by this prospect. His power doesn't work on sentient beings. He's not as limited, if there's some kind of equipment around.
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Robots or people only makes a difference to Leo in so much as how hard he hits and whether he aims to disable or destroy...but not having to hold back would certainly make this battle a lot easier.
Not that Leo's ever been worried about taking the easy way through anything.
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He flicks his hair, and gives the younger boy a grin. "So, are we just gonna stand here waiting around for them?"
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"Of course not."
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And is he actually pulling it off pretty well as a look?
"Then come on! Let's totally take the fight to those jerks!"
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That's a look.
Leo isn't much for fashion, but he settles for very smoothly drawing his swords with just enough of a florish to suggest that he knows where to draw the line at stylish without being ridiculous.
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