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Post by magdaleina on Jul 26, 2005 13:29:27 GMT -5
Magda'd begun gathering what was left of her food to save before she realized there was likely no point. She abandoned that little project, leaving her sectioned food on the plate and began to check the room again. Once she was convinced there were no bugs, she could relax. Halfway through her search, however, there was a knock at the door.
"My lord Magneto has sent me here."
Ah, likely that 'Exodus' he mentioned. With a gesture, she unlocked the door, confirmed by a soft 'click'. "You may enter," she said stiltedly. Though as the door opened, she felt herself tensing with apprehension. Her fingers itched to her sides, but she faught that urge. Best to be careful, but not so careful that you appear threatening.
And then that aura...
Magda's eyes shot to the floor instantly.
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Post by exodus on Jul 26, 2005 14:36:17 GMT -5
"You may enter," a woman from inside said as the door unlocked and opened for him. When Exodus stepped inside, he noticed that the woman wasn't even at the door. Impressive, Exodus thought as he walked further into the room, closing the door behind him telekinetically.
"Magneto sent me to guard you," Exodus informed her but she obviously already that fact otherwise she wouldn't have let her in. "I will be out of your way. Nevermind the fact that I am here," Exodus continued as he noticed that she didn't keep eye contact. That was a shame. There was no reason to look down from him, he was merely there for her protection.
Exodus walked over to a chair and sat down. He immediately shut his eyes and focused on the psionic energy that swept through the hotel. He loved it here. This feast was well over due.
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Post by magdaleina on Jul 26, 2005 14:59:20 GMT -5
"Magneto sent me to guard you. I will be out of your way. Nevermind the fact that I am here."
Magda locked the door again behind him before going to sit again. Her body was beginning to feel heavy, quite natural seeing as how she was on her fourth day without sleep. The man assured her he was there to protect her, but that somehow did not inspire her to find a place to settle. She would have to trust Erik's judgement, then. She would be no good to herself without rest, and soon.
She rose and found her way into the next room, where there sat a bed. Just an hour or two and she would be fine. Just an hour or two. She sat on the edge and lay across it, staring at the ceiling a moment and wondering again how she'd come to this.
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Post by exodus on Jul 26, 2005 20:23:09 GMT -5
The woman he was supposed to protect wasn't a talkative person which suited Exodus fine. He wasn't much of a conversationalist anyways. She left into the bedroom portion of the hotel room. It was fine with Exodus. He basked in the psionic energy that his body needed desperately.
Exodus sat in meditation, using some energy to sense anyone in the hallways or outside the windows. If anyone came close to the room, Exodus would know. Only people in the hallways passed by the room but they were insignificant, uninterresting, harmless people. The psionic energy was almost gone, to Exodus' disappointment. He wanted more but what was left will do.
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Post by Mystique on Jul 27, 2005 9:27:36 GMT -5
Standing outside the door, she knocked heavily on it. "Erik? It's Raven. We're here."
She waited, checking her room key and pointing to a set of doors across the hall. "Those are our rooms. You can pick which one you want, Thta's my little present to you. There's a store downstairs, get whatever clothes you want and just bill it to the room." Turning back to the door, she frowned. "Maybe he's out."
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Post by exodus on Jul 27, 2005 11:58:29 GMT -5
While in a state of meditation, Exodus was still vigilant over the room and the hallways. There was nothing he could do, otherwise, unless he wanted to check on the current conditions of the brotherhood. With his psionic prowess, he searched for Black Tom and his partner. Black Tom was at the bar drinking that foul poison. Exodus swore he would never touch that stuff again. It wasn't worth it. Although, his memory does recall the soft pillow. It was a memory that stuck with him when he woke up next.
Which brought him to his next subject. Theresa wasn't in her room. Exodus found this to be very strange. He searched the building to find her in a different room. That was even stranger. He looked through her eyes to see what she saw. What he saw, he didn't like. A shower, Theresa and a strange man.
< Your partner is assisting a man into the shower, Black Tom. Perhaps you may have to keep her on a shorter leesh, > Exodus told Black Tom. He knew Black Tom would do something about it but maybe not. He was drunk and not exactly with it. Exodus knew that his assistance was needed here in this room, so there wasn't much he could do.
The movement on the outside of the door was a bit disturbing to Exodus. Mainly, because he was annoyed with Theresa's behavior, her thoughts and her feelings. Exodus didn't know what to think about it. Instead he focused on the person knocking at the door. It took some pushing but he finally figured out that it was Mystique. The shape-shifter's mind was different than most but it still wasn't enough to stop Exodus from peeking at who it was. With a gentle lift of his hand, the door unlocked and creaked open.
"Magneto is busy at the moment, Mystique. May I be of assistance to you?" Exodus asked generously. He didn't deal with Mystique too much but he knew Magneto had trust in her.
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Post by Black Tom on Jul 27, 2005 13:46:14 GMT -5
Hoping Exodus was still listening, Tom replied <Where?> His hatred for Exodus aside for the moment, Tom managed to convey his feelings of 'Someone's gonna die' all in one word.
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Post by ear on Jul 27, 2005 15:48:45 GMT -5
Ear sneered at Mystiques back, "how kind." He was really getting annoyed with her attitude. He didn't leave because Mystique had said she wanted him to meet someone. Gah if it washis luck it ouwld be a mutant telepath.
The man inside the room seemed removed, distant. Ear almost thought he was pathetic, till he heard his voice. Ear grew a little wary, this was unusual to, would Mystique actually allow this man to be in her group? He sounded powerful to him.
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Post by Mystique on Jul 27, 2005 16:18:08 GMT -5
She turned to Ear. "I heard that, and you're lucky that you aren't dead by the side of the road just like Moss."
Turning back to Exodus, she frowned. "Tell him that I have arrived, as soon as he is available."
With that, she turned back to Ear. "In the room. Now." She was done pretending to be nice, it was time to get down to business. They were in Washington for a reason, and she intended to make sure that their goals were met. Having to go through Magneto's little lap dog to get to him wasn't going to be a treat, but she was willing to do it if necessary, as long as the man knew his place.
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Post by exodus on Jul 27, 2005 16:26:06 GMT -5
Exodus sat comfortable and waited for Mystique's answer to his question. Her aquaintence also entered the room. If at all, either one of them made a move to the woman he was charged with guarding, Exodus could easily telepathically disable them but he didn't think they would. Those kind of thoughts weren't found in their heads.
< Where? > the thought came. A smile came to Exodus's lips. The stupid brute was going to do exactly what he wanted and Exodus was going to watch the whole thing.
< Room 305, > Exodus answered back. The smile formed again but it was wider.
"Tell him that I have arrived, as soon as he is available," Mystique told him. The woman failed to realise that he wasn't her puppet. He didn't do as she wished only Magneto's wishes were followed.
"Very well, Mystique," Exodus said to her. Her wishes weren't too particular. It only meant that he continued to sit there until Magneto got back from his meeting with Charles Xavier. Nothing too hard and nothing that he wasn't doing anyways.
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Post by ear on Jul 27, 2005 20:41:37 GMT -5
Ear blinked, he had meant her to hear it. Stupid (Plus some). He grinned as Mystiques request, more like demand, was answered calmly and obviously going to be carried out only when there was no more putting it off.
Ear turned and walked into one of the rooms across the hall. He was just about done obeying miss blue but her tone had been snapish so he obeyed, for nowl.
Ear exits to Ear's Hotel Room
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Post by exodus on Jul 28, 2005 14:04:01 GMT -5
Exodus sat and laughed to himself as the events unfolded in his mind. He took the sight of Black Tom as his own. Whatever he saw, Exodus saw, too. It was a good laugh while this defiler introduced himself. Exodus couldn't resist as he peaked into the man, Alex's, mind. Reliving all the moments he spent with Theresa. He also felt what he was feeling throughout the whole experience. his anger rose as they came back to the hotel and Theresa was all too accepting to give her body, her soft pillows, to the man. It was infuriating. It would be so easy to just erase the memory out of all the occupants mind's and Theresa would be pure once again but that was the easy way. There was too much fun to be had in this little game that unfolded before his eyes.
The room he was currently in, Magneto's room, emptied except for the woman he was charged to guard. More silence made him think more clearly on the occupants of the room he was studying. It was brilliant. Two families at war with each other. It couldn't have happened any better. Actually, it could. Exodus could be down there and the situation would have been solved already. How easily he could bring this entire city to Magneto's feet. One small room in a hotel would be easy to succumb to Exodus' telepathy alone. For now, though, he just watched and laughed to himself, silently.
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Post by exodus on Aug 1, 2005 15:12:06 GMT -5
Exodus sat back and laughed at the events transpiring in his head. He was multi-tasking like all established telepath's can. The room he was currently in was secure. Exodus made it a personal mission to make sure this woman Magneto wanted protected was safely protected. He congratulated himself on a mission well done so far. If anything cam up, he was sure to be able to handle it easily. There were a very little amount of mutants that could stand up against Exodus and he knew that he could win against anyone.
Is attention was also diverted through Black Tom's eyes. The situation was perfect, a wedge was now set inbetween Black Tom and his partner Theresa. Her new toy was in pain because of Theresa and the new stranger, Theresa's sex toy's brother. How lovely. It's a family reunion joined by the sex of two individuals. Such an unblessed union by both families. Nothing out of the ordinary but definately interesting as the two brotherhood members were involved in a heated verbal assault on each other. It quickly ended, though, by Theresa who turned the verbal fight into a physical one. Exodus enjoyed every second of that physical manifestation of her anger. He licked his lips in delight. Such a savory taste blood is when is pours from your own mouth. Unfortunately, Theresa was not that strong, otherwise Black Tom would be under more than just emotional pain. He was such a sad sight that Exodus forced himself to not laugh. The pain in that man was worth lowering himself to telling on Theresa.
Something unexpected happened though. Even though Theresa hit her cousin, she was the one crying. And even though her pathetic companion showed Theresa compassion, he was still unsure of Theresa's feelings for him. Self absorbed, simple little man! I can crush you instantly! Exodus' anger burst suddenly, snapping his concentration and sending the television straight into an end table. The television smashed and blistered into pieces. Exodus could care less of the television. The mindless machine was nothing to what he could see with his telepathy.
Exodus paced slowly in the room until he could figure out what he could do next. Since he had been following Black Tom throughout this ordeal, it was only right to stay with him and see what his emotional stress had caused him. Reconnecting his telepathy to Black Tom, it was more sadness and pain, much to Exodus' delight. The man deserved the worst for poisoning him. Now there was one more problem to deal with. Theresa's toy for the night. He will have to be dealt with and if Exodus wasn't involved on a personal mission for Magneto, he would have made a personal visit to the man and made sure that he was nothing more than an insect that will be taken out very quickly.
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Post by magdaleina on Aug 2, 2005 0:53:36 GMT -5
Magda snapped awake at the sound of something crashing in the other room, and she sat up like a shot. Her mind swam at the premature rousing, but a moment and a shake of her head and she could pick out the things she needed to. No new auras had come into the suite; the man Magneto had left her with was still there, and moving about irritably. She wondered, then, what the loud noise could have been.
Rising, she strode into the main room, where he was, and barely avoided bumping into him. She noted the broken television on the floor and shot him a glance, though she was always careful to avoid his eyes.
Why is the television broken? And why doesn't he seem to care?
Insignificant things to worry about, she supposed, but if the man was prone to fits of anger that caused violent outbursts -- which was what anyone could suspect first -- she wondered why Magneto would have trusted to leave him alone with her.
Coming in, now, she started to get a full feel for just how terrible she must have looked. Her hair was a mess; nothing new, and she knew she could use a shower. Almost fearing some commentary from the man in that very area, she made her way to the bathroom and closed the door behind her, locking it with a simple press of a button. It'd been a while since she'd gotten a decent bath. Best to take advantage of it, now.
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Post by Black Tom on Aug 3, 2005 15:09:29 GMT -5
As Tom came closer to the room. He wanted to fend of mental probes as best he could. Since he wasn’t a telepath, he used the best method he knew, distraction. He trained his forethoughts on something he assumed would infuriate Exodus. They were images of Exodus being struck dead by his own idol, Magneto. Just for insult, he added in a few of Magneto pouring whiskey into Exodus’s lifeless mouth.
He turned the knob to find the room locked. There was no way he would beg anyone to let him in. He pulled a lock pick set from his coat and went to work. Within five minutes, the door was open and he walked in. His stride was casual and non threatening as he surveyed everything in the first five steps, most notably the noise coming from the bathroom. Until someone emerged from there, it was only himself and Exodus. Tom pulled a chair directly across the room from where Exodus was sitting. He sat calmly and crossed one leg over the other. His arms laid on the arm rest with his cane under the right hand, the end pointed at Exodus. He sat quietly for almost a minute, staring at Exodus, before finally speaking. “Having fun, are we?” he asked, his facial expression not betraying his emotions.
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