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Post by HSummers on Oct 30, 2015 11:12:53 GMT -5
Peter sits and laughs with Janet, MJ and Clint during the first two dates. Especially the one with the blue hair. "There's just no way." But when it comes to the third date, Peter's jaw drops open. "Ummm... Yeah. I'm pretty sure that's her. Uh...guys?" Peter leans in to Clint and whispers "That's the Black Cat. Things just got weird." Peter watches the screen nervously and then turns to MJ. "Should we warn him? Can we warn him?"
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Post by doc on Oct 31, 2015 17:27:15 GMT -5
"the Black Cat?" Wasp raises an eyebrow. "And how do you know-" "She's my husband's ex. A long time ago." MJ responded. "Wait, what?" Clint looked at Peter, then MJ, then at Felicia on the screen, and then back to Peter. "You? You? Seriously? YOU? HOW?" MJ smirked. Wasp interrupted. "No, now we have to see this through. I really need to see this train wreck happen. I'll order wine." *** Blink heard a familiar voice. "Frail, don't know who you are, but you're best bet is to get out of here."  |
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Post by kurff on Nov 1, 2015 14:09:16 GMT -5
"Out hunting? Why would I be worried. What could be more dangerous than the infamous sabretooth?" she started to the door carefully, ready but not being provoking. If this sabretooth was as deadly as she thought the fact he gave a warning to leave meant it must be a serious threat. Why even warn her in the first place if he could just kill? If he answered she might be able to discern why he was there tonight and being oddly generous. Even her adopted father was not so generous when she first met him. If Bill was on his game he'd alert the others inside as he heard her mantion who she was talking too. If not then she was in for a fight if the killer here took her response wrong.
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Post by HSummers on Nov 1, 2015 16:19:33 GMT -5
Peter just keeps putting his index finger over his lips to shush Clint. "Let's not live in the past, alright? Also, I'm gonna need some of that wine." Peter keeps his eyes focused on the screen, not wanting to look over at MJ who may or may not be a little annoyed at him right now.
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Post by doc on Nov 6, 2015 15:14:31 GMT -5
Sabertooth sighs. "Shoulda run, frail." As he swings for a lethal strike.
Ik|tad4o1d20+6 (Strike, deathblow attempt)
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Peter could tell that MJ wasn't annoyed with him; she was more concerned with what she was seeing on the screen. As you listened in, you could see that Felicia was actually...attentive? She seemed to actually be interested in Steve, despite his occasional awkwardness. She smiles at one point saying. "An artist? Doing community work? That sounds very interesting...I'd like to know more sometime." You can see her offscreen jotting down a number and handing Steve the torn up paper. Wasp hands you a glass of wine even as MJ's about to expel hers out through her nose.1d20+6·4d4+20
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Post by HSummers on Nov 8, 2015 22:03:40 GMT -5
"Oh man... I am going to have to come up with some new quips for this situation. I just can't even..." Peter spins around as MJ starts to spit wine through her nose. "Oooh... a Briganti." Peter takes a sip and then says "Wait... What's their couple name going to be? You know, like Brangelina? Stelicia? Feeve? Captain Cat?" Peter shrugs and takes another sip of wine.
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Post by kurff on Nov 9, 2015 9:05:34 GMT -5
"How rude...I wasn't going to fight just curious." She responded as she parries as best she with a deflecting parry motion. There was no chance she would survive a block form him.
survival against him alone was not an Option so a fast teleport out is my only option. Once at the mansion she could call the X-men and other avengers allies to find out why this sabre might be here. If she survived.
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Post by doc on Nov 9, 2015 12:17:50 GMT -5
"Course you ain't gonna fight - you're gonna die." Sabretooth goes for a full powered lunge to tackle Blink
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MJ is coughing. "Ow...ow...I'm seeing it but I'm not believing it."
Jan responds to Peter. "I like Stelecia! You're good at this. Maybe you should get a writing gig from Jameson too."1d20+7·1d4+20
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Post by kurff on Nov 9, 2015 19:41:16 GMT -5
"I hope McCoy is not too busy and has time for those Japanese language lessons." she thought as she parries and intiates a teleport knowing full well she would likely be near death once more.
"Bill, Wounded coming in have a med team ready." she said aloud.
Action: parry by deflecting sabretooth off, Roll with the impact or punch (Which ever applies) and use her attack to teleport as she would probably be near dead if she missed.
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Parry: 1d20+9
Roll with Punch/fall/Impact (Punch or Fall +7, Impact +3) 1d20
Attack roll: Teleport herself to avengers. She does that sort thing via mutant power1d20+2·1d20·1d20
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Post by HSummers on Nov 10, 2015 1:59:21 GMT -5
Peter hands MJ a napkin from the table and rubs her back while she coughs. "Yeah, this is a bit surreal. So Janet? Clint? Do either of you think there's actually a chance? Steve and Felicia?"
Peter laughs at Janet's suggestion. "I don't think I could handle any more responsibility from Jameson. He already looks at me like a menace when I turn in my work."
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Post by doc on Nov 10, 2015 17:58:03 GMT -5
Blink teleports in to find Bill Foster waiting for her. "Hold steady!" He begins to treat her. "I've already alerted the others...
Jan and Clint look at each other."
"yeah -but-"
"-well, there's precedent-"
"-Rachel was-"
"-yeah but-"
They look to Peter. "Yeah, there's a chance." They respond in unison.
Your Avengers ID cards begin beeping.
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Post by kurff on Nov 11, 2015 2:32:02 GMT -5
per: 2CKhYZJa1d20
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JiC: 1d100
"I'm pretty sure.." She winced, "I've nearly been killed sevral times and had amnesia. Even had a Phanlanx virus once...you'd think I'd be used to this.." she refocused, "I'm pretty sure Creed will move on his target outside. That should buy them time. So you going to pass me off to McCoy again for another few weeks? Great career as an avenger more god damn sick and wounded time. Maybe I should consider a serious change.." she Says with straining effort as she tries to talk clearly.1d20·1d20·1d100
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Post by HSummers on Nov 11, 2015 19:14:49 GMT -5
Peter's jaw drops at their response and just hangs there. Before he has a chance to say anything back, the identicards start beeping. He pulls out his identicard and waits for the message.
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Post by doc on Nov 12, 2015 15:42:12 GMT -5
Bill Foster tended to Blink's wounds with professional care. "Well, I'm not quite the geneticist Henry McCoy is, but I'm a good biophysicist, and I have a few tricks he doesn't. Hold still." Bill jams you with a needle (save vs. pain).
He spoke through the communicard to the others. "Got Blink in here injured. Sabretooth outside the bar, be advised."
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Post by HSummers on Nov 13, 2015 12:30:22 GMT -5
Peter looks to Clint and Janet. "Sabretooth." He looks at MJ and then back at the Avengers. "MJ, stay here. Clint. Jan. You come prepared?" Peter starts looking for a place in the pool hall where he can leave his clothes behind and pull on his mask and gloves.
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