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Post by caduceus on Apr 1, 2005 8:26:02 GMT -5
"I can assure you she's not stupid, and you had better learn some manners if you don't want to meet a quick demise. In any case, who are you and what were you doing at the research facility?"
Jean-Paul looked up sharply. "First, I don't like being threatened." he said quietly. "Secondly, as for what I was doing....I was going to get those people out before your little playmate here decided to **** things up completely. Right now, I'm just waiting for the sparks to fly when you two notice who the other one is. Thirdly, respect isn't a right. Its something you earn. Nothing I've seen from anyone here has earnt them anything of the kind."
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Post by zoken on Apr 1, 2005 10:02:31 GMT -5
Moss' face returned to the tough guy exterior, but he started to shy behind Rogue. "You got a problem Bato?" he threw at the new guy. "Cause I got five little words for you; Poison. Ivy. In. Your. Shorts."
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Post by Mystique on Apr 1, 2005 10:08:00 GMT -5
Mystique smiled. Things were going to be interesting around here with this man. And he wasn't too bad looking, either. A bit headstrong, though.
"Secondly, as for what I was doing....I was going to get those people out before your little playmate here decided to **** things up completely. Right now, I'm just waiting for the sparks to fly when you two notice who the other one is. Thirdly, respect isn't a right. Its something you earn. Nothing I've seen from anyone here has earnt them anything of the kind."
She stepped forward and extended her hand. "Raven Darkholme. Since you obviously know who a number of us are, would you be so kind as to offer that little bit of knowledge to us?" She put on the sweetest smile that she could. "And please remember that you are in our home. Here, respect is not earned. It is a given, unless you want to be killed on the spot." She looked around the room. "The odds are stacked against you. The only respect here to be earned is our respect of you. And you aren't doing too well."
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Post by caduceus on Apr 1, 2005 10:18:02 GMT -5
Moss' face returned to the tough guy exterior, but he started to shy behind Rogue. "You got a problem Bato?" he threw at the new guy. "Cause I got five little words for you; Poison. Ivy. In. Your. Shorts."
Jean-Paul stared at the boy. What a strange threat. Before he could respond, the blue skinned woman he'd vaguely noticed before stepped forward.
"Raven Darkholme. Since you obviously know who a number of us are, would you be so kind as to offer that little bit of knowledge to us?" "And please remember that you are in our home. Here, respect is not earned. It is a given, unless you want to be killed on the spot." "The odds are stacked against you. The only respect here to be earned is our respect of you. And you aren't doing too well."
The woman introduced herself, grimacing faintly in what was no doubt supposed to be some form of smile. She finishined her death threat in the same tone of voice as she started.
"Its possible that I have landed with a group of very angry people." Jean-Paul said, half to himself. "I've practically been a paragon of politeness." Turning to the poison ivy boy, he just stared at him for a moment, staring at him. Deciding he was worth ignoring for the moment, Jean-Paul turned back to the woman he now recognized as Mystique. Ivy boy was new but she was a veteran of this business. "I rather suspect you would have an...interesting time carrying out your threat my dear. Although Magneto and maybe Rogue wouldn't have trouble, I suspect you'd find things a tad more interesting." he said coldly. "Just like everything else you've done since I met you, it seems this too was a mistake." he said to Rogue, floating towards the window.
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Post by Rogue on Apr 1, 2005 11:16:00 GMT -5
Rogue shrugged. "See if Ah care. This ain't mah crowd anyways. Although Ah would have loved the opportunity to kick your ass sometime."
She looked down at the bed and poked Gambit. "Wake up. Lets hurry this up, Ah don't want t' stick around this place any longer than Ah have to."
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Post by Gambit on Apr 1, 2005 14:13:22 GMT -5
Through the hazy screaming silence and confusion in his head Remy felt a gentle prod on his arm. He suddenly felt the energy gently drain back into him. He cracked and eye open but didn't recognise the ceiling. As he came around he realised he didn't recognise any of it. The smell was all wrong, the room was all wrong...
"Where the hell am I?" he mumbled to no-one in particular through a blinding headache. He tried to sit up. "OHHH man my head feels like i had too much bourbon."
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Post by Rogue on Apr 1, 2005 14:28:55 GMT -5
She jerked her head from the annoyance trying to exit through the window and looked at Remy.
"Rem!"
"Where the hell am I? OHHH man my head feels like i had too much bourbon."
She smiled. "You're in my bedroom, at the Brotherhood place. Before you say anything inappropriate, you'd better know that just about the whole Brotherhood is standin' in here, Raven included."
She looked at the containment device then back at him. "But on the plus side, we should be out of here soon."
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Post by Mystique on Apr 1, 2005 16:38:20 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms as the exchange took place. If there was one thing she couldn't stand, it was the two of them talking to each other.
"I'm going... somewhere. If his royal bitchiness would like to join the Brotherhood, I suggest that he follow me."
[Mystique goes to the briefing room]
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Post by caduceus on Apr 1, 2005 16:48:34 GMT -5
"I'm going... somewhere. If his royal bitchiness would like to join the Brotherhood, I suggest that he follow me."
Floating near the window, Jean-Paul rolled his eyes. "Why not?" he said whimsically, "Its not like I've got anything better to do. Besides, with me around, there's a chance that you morons might not screw things up so badly."
Jean-Paul follows Mystique to the briefing room
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Post by Rogue on Apr 2, 2005 4:52:21 GMT -5
She watched as Mystique, the stranger, and then Magneto all exited the room.
"At least now there's a little privacy here."
She looked back down at the bed, and noticed that the last whisps of smoke were curling into the little machine.
"Looks like we're almost done. How're you doin'?"
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Post by zoken on Apr 2, 2005 6:35:24 GMT -5
Moss moved out from behind Rogue and breathed a sigh of relief. no one had noticed the seed he'd left on Mystique.
"Quien es este?" he asked looking at Remy.
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Post by Rogue on Apr 2, 2005 18:02:51 GMT -5
She looked up at the guy who she'd been talking to earlier.
"He's mah... he's another one of the X-Men." She put her gloved hand on Remy's head.
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Post by caduceus on Apr 2, 2005 18:27:10 GMT -5
Continued from Briefing Room
Jean-Paul stalked back up the stairs, taking them two at a time at a slightly faster than normal human pace. He was still undecided about this whole Brotherhood business. He bet the rooms were filthy.
Striding into the room he'd been in before, where he'd last seen a woman who looked like the photos he'd seen of Emma Frost, he saw Rogue and Poison Ivy boy standing above a body with some kind of mechanical contrivance strapped to its chest. Jean-Paul wondered if it was dead. Suddenly, he noticed the smoke curling from the box. "You have noticed the smoke haven't you?" he interupted acidly.
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Post by Rogue on Apr 2, 2005 19:38:22 GMT -5
"You have noticed the smoke haven't you?"
She resisted the urge to hit him, and instead just looked up at him icily. "Despite what you may think, Ah'm not a complete moron. And the smoke is the only reason we're here in the first place. So what's the deal, Jailbird? You stayin' around, doin' Raven's dirty work?'
She was trying to press his buttons, play on his obviously huge ego. Find a soft spot, then exploit it... She shuddered a little bit, remembering that it was Mystique who had taught her the finer points of being a bitch.
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Post by caduceus on Apr 3, 2005 4:58:45 GMT -5
"Despite what you may think, Ah'm not a complete moron. And the smoke is the only reason we're here in the first place. So what's the deal, Jailbird? You stayin' around, doin' Raven's dirty work?'
Jean-Paul stared at her. The woman was crazed. "I will be around for a while," he said slowly. "Since you apparently don't care that the box is smoking like crazy, what exactly is it doing?"
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