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Rachel Grey-Ramsey ([personal profile] nohoundsallowed) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2015-03-21 03:14 pm

To Rise, First You Must Burn.

((OOC Note: This immediately follows this post and continues it on.))

Consciousness came back slowly to Headmaster Rachel Grey-Ramsey. The pain hit her faster. She groaned softly as her head and shoulder throbbed. She could sense all the chaos happening around the school, but her mind was too muddled to make sense of it. She reached up and pulled books and cracked shelving off her head and shoulders.

She knew she needed to be up and moving to protect the children. She wasn't helped by a cascade of wood and paper into her lap.
dark_scion: (confused)

[personal profile] dark_scion 2015-03-22 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
"If that is your preference," he accepted, taking the knife back. "Then perhaps it would be advisable for you to stay close to me so as not to incur further damage."

He looked questioningly at her. "Then you wish to leave the campus?"
iced_cherub: (Default)

[personal profile] iced_cherub 2015-03-22 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
She nodded, though shook her head at leaving.

"No, we should find one of the adults. I'd rather know what to do next with them telling us than flounder around. Maybe get to the infirmary to at least clean these wounds. I don't want to get them infected too much." She bit her lip at that thought, she likes her limited flight, being grounded full time would suck.
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[personal profile] dark_scion 2015-03-22 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Very well. Can you walk?"
iced_cherub: (Default)

[personal profile] iced_cherub 2015-03-22 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I can." She bit her lip. "And I should be able to shield us if there are more guns. They haven't hit me yet, well at least too vital."
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[personal profile] dark_scion 2015-03-22 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nevertheless, let's be cautious and proceed," he suggested.
iced_cherub: (Daddy's little girl)

[personal profile] iced_cherub 2015-03-22 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
She nodded. "Okay, let's go." She moved to head for the main building figuring that would be where everyone would gather. "You cool with this Fred? I mean with just checking in with the adults."
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[personal profile] dark_scion 2015-03-23 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
He followed after her, but took smaller steps so as not to outpace her.

"There is logic in what you say. I have no objection."
iced_cherub: (Daddy's little girl)

[personal profile] iced_cherub 2015-03-23 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Good I was worried I was just sounding like a baby wanting to find the others." She was careful not to bump her wing too much.

She was keeping a look out as well, because she really didn't want to get caught off guard.
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[personal profile] ngm_foes 2015-03-23 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
While the adults on campus finished getting the invading Prime Sentinels subdued, two ten-foot tall shapes appeared on the lawn. Both armored robots scanned the grounds. Their heads swiveled back and forth as they homed in on power signatures.
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[personal profile] ngm_foes 2015-03-24 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
The pair of mutant annhilators zeroed in on Rachel.

"Primary target acquired. Initiating elmination sequence," they said in unison. They raised their arms and fired disingrating blasts at the Headmaster.
ngm_foes: (Nimrod)

[personal profile] ngm_foes 2015-03-24 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
Both Nimrods poured on the power as they moved closer to Rachel. More power would break through her shield. The ground around where they blasted disappeared under their onslaught.
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[personal profile] dark_scion 2015-03-25 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"There is strength in numbers." He sniffed the air, checking for foreign scents and familiar ones.
ngm_foes: (Nimrod)

[personal profile] ngm_foes 2015-03-28 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"To save mankind, Nimrod must destroy mutantkind," both constructs intoned as they changed their blast configuration. They changed their frequency after another scan of the threat in front of them.

"Accept your fate, mutant. We will adapt. Surrender to your fate." Both Nimrod raised their arms to fire again.
ngm_foes: (Nimrod)

[personal profile] ngm_foes 2015-03-29 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
The proto-Nimrods tried to fight off the invasion into their systems, but the two seconds of displacement for half their body disrupted their adaptive abilities. They both fired on Rachel, but their new frequency on their energy signatures did not penetrate the shield the redhead had up.

"Imposs-" Both of them exploded into (roughly) a gajillion pieces when Rachel released her power inside of them.
ngm_parents: Rachel & Sara's Mom (Jean Grey-Summers | Phoenix)

Somewhere in deep space

[personal profile] ngm_parents 2015-03-29 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
Jean felt a ripple, then a tug that meant someone else was tapping into the Phoenix Force. The tug became a sharp pull and the ripple a crashing wave. An enormous flaming raptor involuntarily manifested around her, terrifying the crew of a small Skrull mining vessel harvesting a nearby asteroid. She saw a brief flash of Sentinels in her mind.

"Rachel."

Jean turned around and streaked towards her home planet.
summersspawn: (What?)

Somewhere, in New Jersey

[personal profile] summersspawn 2015-03-29 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Sara was in the living room of the power station, wading through an especially dry - and thick - Economics text. Why, oh why couldn't it have pirates in it? Or at least come in PDF form that she didn't have to lug around? She sighed, and tried to focus on the unappealing, but required text, when it hit her.

Sara jerked up and backwards, her back arching. Her eyes glowed a firey orange-yellow, and a glowing Phoenix raptor briefly manifested around them. Then she screamed, and collapsed, unconscious, to the floor.

That hated Economics textbook was replaced by a pile of smoking ashes.
sonoflongshot: (Not sure)

Re: Somewhere, in New Jersey

[personal profile] sonoflongshot 2015-03-29 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
Aiden had been preparing food to throw in the crockpot for dinner. He was in midchop when a scream came from the living room. He just barely missed chopping off his own finger.

"Sara? Angel?" He went directly toward the living room with his vegetable knife in his hand. Cedric the Scottish Terrier was right on his heels. Possibly because Aiden might have taken some of the meat on the counter with him.

At the door to the living room, Aiden's eyes widened when he saw Sara collapsed. "!"
talk_to_you: (Gasp!)

[personal profile] talk_to_you 2015-03-29 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Holy..." Doug started, staring out the window. He ran, needing to get outside as quickly as possible.
iced_cherub: (scared)

[personal profile] iced_cherub 2015-03-29 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
Bobbi heard the explosion in the direction they were going and didn't even think twice about it as she ran for the area ignoring her wing.

She stumbled to a stop just outside the crater. "Oh my...." Her hands covered her mouth. "Headmistress?" The word was barely a whisper, but she was worried about her adopted mom.
dark_scion: (highly tense)

[personal profile] dark_scion 2015-03-29 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Fred followed after Bobbi, before stopping in awe of the crater.

"That..that is most impressive," he said after a moment.

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