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Post by doc on May 18, 2009 9:08:34 GMT -5
The Captain replies. "Mental Organism Designed Only for Killing. And it tends to do that whenever it gets the chance, so be on your guard, X-Man."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 18, 2009 10:57:14 GMT -5
"Dey seriously have problems bein' creative,eh?" Gambit says, snickering. "I'll respect the beast if it comes, don't you worry. The Professor trains us enough with Jean to know the possibilities."
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Post by dakota on May 18, 2009 12:20:02 GMT -5
" at least this MODOK won't get the drop on you like Jean because your eyes are on something other than the objective..." Piotr muttered under his breath with a smirk, then spoke up " Then this would explain how a group could take down a helicarrier if they have such a technological advantage, and time it to coincide with most of our teams off dealing with other threats."
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Post by doc on May 18, 2009 15:19:07 GMT -5
Cap nods at Piotr's conclusion. "Yes. It also means that we'll have to act quickly while we have the advantage of surprise."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 19, 2009 10:19:17 GMT -5
"I have a reputation." Gambit says. "I'm fine with that. You can have one too, Colossus, when you're grown up."
Shuffling cards idly again, he says, "So, how do we know it just wasn't an inside job?"
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Post by dakota on May 19, 2009 20:43:29 GMT -5
Piotr looked at Gambit and rolled his eyes, a slight smirk appearing at the barb. " He is right, Captain. could there have been infiltrators?"
Micelli bristled slightly at the suggestion, but stayed focused on flying.
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Post by doc on May 19, 2009 21:05:24 GMT -5
"It's not unheard of, but SHIELD internal security is usually second to none. We can't assume anything until we get there, and it's best to focus on the task at hand." Steve replies. "We'll be there shortly, and then we'll know for sure."
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 20, 2009 16:24:18 GMT -5
Gambit takes a minute to look out the window. "I hope we dressed well for the weather." He muses.
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Post by dakota on May 21, 2009 9:01:06 GMT -5
Cutscene- Northen Canada
the Quinjet came in low over the horizon, barely over the tundra when Micelli spoke up," We are coming up on the crash site. Two miles northeast. We should be below thier radar if it's active, sir."
Colossus looked at Gambit as his skin changed into his metallic form. " Hope you were right about dressing warm enough."
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Post by doc on May 21, 2009 9:06:23 GMT -5
The Captain nods at Micelli "Let's go in low and to the north and take a look before landing. Does it look like a crash or a controlled landing? Any sign of listing?" as Rogers brings in the controls, he tries to see what has become of the SHIELD Flying fortress.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 21, 2009 9:20:41 GMT -5
Gambit looks out, patiently. "Well, it could be rainin, eh, mon ami?" He says, looking to see what can be seen.
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Post by dakota on May 21, 2009 9:27:49 GMT -5
" Always an optimist, Gambit" Colossus chuckled as he stood and moved behind Cap and Micelli. " That was no landing," He said, pointing to the furrow of ground that led to th helicarrier's resting place.
" controlled crash at best." Micelli agreed.
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Post by doc on May 21, 2009 9:31:46 GMT -5
The Star Spangled Avenger betrays no emotion when viewing the crashed Helicarrier. Hang on, Nick. Just like back in the war, when one of us would get in a jam the other would have to bail us out. Looks like it's my at-bat again. Without flinching he turns to Micelli "Keep our ECMs active, Agent. Alright Gentlemen, we'll have probable wounded and hostiles. Micelli, you have any medical training?"
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Post by dakota on May 21, 2009 9:33:44 GMT -5
" Only what I got in standard training, Sir." Micelli replied.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on May 21, 2009 9:38:43 GMT -5
Gambit was quietly impressed with the mark the transport had made. Qhile the Helicarrier always seemed like a feat to him, it also felt like too much. The torn up Earth merely served to enforce that.
Well, that and the fact they may have to work room by room in that thing.
"Probable wounded?" Gambit asks. "I think the wounded are pretty definite." He squints, looking for an angry green dot hopping around.
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