Rose Logan (
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X-Men X-Emble!
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?"
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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Did that designer imposter knock-off actually believe that she was the future leader of mutantkind?
There was one emotion that Brooke was very well acquainted with. Humiliation.
She had been humiliated, and she'd used that to humiliate many.
Just as she would with Magneta.
Brooked reached out with her powers, wondering if the helmet would block her powers. Hopefully, it only worked against telepaths.
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Though he didn't notice his clothing starting to change. His sandals turned into tabi boots. His obi turning from blue to red. D'Artagnan just kept his eyes trained on the enemy.
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"Then you should know, more than any, nephew," Magneta growled in Topher's direction, "that what I do is righteous. It is our people's destiny to rule over the humans, to grind them beneath our boots!"
She gestured, sending any loose metallic objects flying toward them.
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Topher scowled as he ducked and weaved around the metallic objects coming in his direction, knocking away those objects that he could so they didn't hit teammates or innocent bystanders. He flew forward, going straight for Magneta, glad that his costume didn't have any metallic elements to it. It was meant to be protection from Grandfather, but this worked as well.
Clearly - unfortunately - Grandfather was magnetic in more ways than one.
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her teammatesthe other X-Men."Anybody got a modern version of the Fastball Special down to an art form? Because I'm thinking we could use it."
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He increased his density as pants started the shift from samurai to ninja.
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"..." Athos crossed his arms in front of his chest and stared up at the fight. The ninja was not sure how to get up there to help.
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He pushed past it and rushed her, though.
If he and Rose could get to her at the same time...
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Then she looked up at Topher and Rose and wished, briefly, that she had more proactive powers.
So she could help kick the poseur's ass.
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"You shall pay for this!"
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"Yeah, yeah," she growled. "We heard it before, lady."
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The bluish-skinned turtle started to glow slightly. Then he stepped forward and put his burning hot hand against the shield. He wasn't sure it would do much, but it was an attack against it.
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So, she did the only thing she really could in the situation. She gathered as much negativity as she possibly could, and she pushed it towards him.
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His own eyes narrowed. He was going to need to speak with Brooke later about the dangers of doing what she was doing.
Even if she was trying to help.
He turned back to Magneta, then.
"Shields down. Don't make this uglier than it needs to be, Auntie M."
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A moment later, she and the downed members of the Sisterhood began to sparkle with light as they began to vanish. "Know that when we meet again, X-Men, we shall be enemies. It did not have to be this way."
And they were gone.
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She looked around, and saw that the military was organizing again, now the the barrier and super-villains were gone.
"I'm thinkin' this is about ta get ugly."
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They were right there, so close to being apprehended, and they got away.
He scowled and turned back to look in the direction that Rose was.
"We should retreat. Maybe have Rachel issue a statement of some sort or something. But being here now can't possibly end well for us."
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Athos ignored where Magneta had been and scowled at Chris. Not that anything but a narrowing of his eyes showed beyond his red half-mask.
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She gives a slight nod to Athos as she catches the look.
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She looked over at Topher. "Whatta we do, Summers?"