X-Men X-Emble!

[wild_child]

The Blackbird was about fifteen minutes out from Cape Citadel. Supposedly, Topher's boyfriend was going to meet the rest of them there.

Rose, meanwhile, was working up a fight plan in her head. It mostly involved slicing.

"So... we got a nutjub who thinks she's the second comin' of Magneto, somebody encoachin' on Little Miss Hellfire's trademarks, and a bunch of other flamin' nuts. What's the game plan, Summers?"

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[fanboytemplar]

And the X-Men will probably see an enraged young man hovering over the dome, in glowing green armor, coming down hard onto a single point in the dome with a sword of bioelectric and kinetic energy.

[marvel_boy]

"God, that's so hot," Topher whispered to himself as he watched Jeremiah.

Then he turned to the others. "Okay, guys. Everyone know what they've got to do?"

[fourshelled]

D'Artagnan nodded grimly. Or as grimly as something with barely a lower jaw could. His hand tightened on the top sheath of his pair of katana.

[hellfire_empath]

"Take down the imposter using my mom's codename? Yeah, I think I got it."

[wild_child]

Rose's fingernails elongated into sharp talons, the unstable molecules of her gloves letting them pass through without harm to the fabric.

"Flirt later, Summers," she said. The joys of super-hearing. "Now, we kick keister."

[ngm_sisterhood]

Under the assault, the magnetic dome buckled, shimmered, and faded. One the base itself, in the distance, Magneta herself could be seen levitating the nuclear missiles out of their silos. In the meantime, in-between the X-Men and her, were the rest of the Sisterhood.

[dazzle_daybreak]

Some distance behind her brother (she wasn't quite as proficient with flight), Josephine was observing. She could feel some pressure welling at the back of her skull, but that just meant she was shouldering it for Jeremiah. She was contributing.