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Miscellaneous NPC account for NextGenerationMarvel ([personal profile] ngm_miscellaneous) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2015-02-04 11:11 pm

Attack on Xavier's ((Open to All X-ers on Campus))

Class had only been in session for a couple days at Xavier's. Labor Day had come and gone. There were more students on campus than in previous semesters. The buzz from first day jitters had settled down. Routines were starting to be picked up. It was currently the small span of time between the end of classes for the day and the beginning of after-school activities.

A mile from the main house, a very determined man wearing purple and dark blue was setting up. He took note of various things like the range to the target, wind direction, wind velocity, air density, elevation, and the Coriolis effect. As well as the effect the window he was going to shoot through would have on his very special bullet. He peered through his scope. This would be an extremely tricky shot, but the entire operation was waiting on him to start it. He needed to take out the biggest problem on that campus. The new construction getting into his way didn't help matters.

He eventually lined up a clear shot and waited. He caught a flash of red in the window. The target must have been sitting at her desk. The sniper grinned slightly to himself. He took in a breath, let it half out, and then squeezed the trigger.
The one-of-a-kind bullet made of non-magnetic material blasted out of the barrel of the sniper rifle. His aim was dead on. He quickly tapped the signal to have the first ones launch their attack.

The walls along Graymalkin Lane were breached explosively in multiple places. Most near security nodes to delay the time the security system roused. Men and women in black tabards with white crosses poured through the openings. They ran toward the buildings and any visible muties on the grounds. They all had been itching for some action since the debacle at Veridian Dynamics. Being underground for this long made the need for mutie blood strong among the Purifiers.
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[personal profile] ngm_villains 2015-02-06 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
A small squad of Purifiers broke off from some of those swarming toward the main house and dorms. These were going to scout around to make sure none of the freaks tried to escape.

They were unaware of clawed menace heading their way from a nearby building.
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[personal profile] dark_scion 2015-02-06 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
Fred crept around the grounds, taking advantage of the foliage to hide his movements as he made his way closer and closer to the attacked areas. Fred saw a long Purifier nearby. Grinning, he moved a bit before launching forward, moving to grab the Purifier's arms, locking his arm around his face in an attempt to constrict the man's oxygen.
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[personal profile] ngm_villains 2015-02-06 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
One thing one shouldn't do when one's arms are grabbed is squeeze off a round of the gun in hand. Particularly if one is walking to the rear of a small group. Unfortunately, that's what the Purifier Fred grabbed did.

The shot hit one of his comrade's legs. It hit the soft spot behind the knee and the Purifier went down with a pained, surprised curse. The other two Purifiers in the squad turned with guns raised to where the shot came from.

They found a grappled compatriot trying to escape from a mutant's grasp but slowly losing consciousness instead.
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[personal profile] dark_scion 2015-02-08 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Fred took firm hold of the Purifier and leapt off the ground, using his inhuman leg power to create a large jump upwards before taking the Purifier and launching him like a missile at those who had turned their guns toward him.
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[personal profile] ngm_villains 2015-02-08 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
The Purifiers still on their feet scrambled out of the way of the incoming compatriot missile. The one already downed was not quite so lucky to get out of the way.

The two scrambling Purifiers shot a few stray bullets in the air in the general vicinity of Fred.
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[personal profile] dark_scion 2015-02-09 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
With his enhanced agility Fred managed to twist and bend to avoid the bullets, though one did graze him. It didn't hurt too bad. He just let it fuel his adrenaline. He ran towards the Purifiers, leaping once more to deliver a kick at one while stretching to grab the other one's face in an attempt to slam him into the ground.
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[personal profile] ngm_villains 2015-02-10 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
The Purifiers started to split apart to make taking them both down hard. Fred connected solidly with his kick, sending the Purifier tumbling on his back.

The other just barely missed losing his eyes to clawed fingers as he scrambled backwards.
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[personal profile] dark_scion 2015-02-11 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Fred snarled a bit at missing the second one, but didn't waste time dwelling on it. He tightened the muscles in his legs before leaping like a missile towards the remaining Purifier.
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[personal profile] ngm_villains 2015-02-12 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
The remaining Purifier yelled and pulled out a vibranium dagger, slashing wildly in the air while running backwards.
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[personal profile] dark_scion 2015-02-17 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
Fred twisted his arm sohis hand went for the Purifier wrist's while bringing his legs up so that they were the first part of his body to connect with his target.
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[personal profile] ngm_villains 2015-02-18 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
The Purifier went down quick and easy, his dagger skittering away from him.
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[personal profile] dark_scion 2015-02-20 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
Fred stretched, cracking the unused muscles. He reached over, picking up the dagger.

"Vibranium? Fascinating. I do believe I'll be keeping this," Fred mused, picking it up. He notes the unconscious Purifiers. "Pragmatism would dictate I put this blade to practical use. Regrettably I am not at leave to do so. Consider yourselves fortunate," he says, slipping the dagger onto his belt. "This seems too direct an assault to accomplish anything. Hmm, perhaps a look around campus is in order."