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Post by dakota on Jan 30, 2007 9:23:57 GMT -5
[Next Morning]
Tyler yawned as the sun started to peek into the lodge, stretching in the chair he'd fallen asleep in. He knew Isamu didn't like it, but Ty had convinced him that even though the Cave had been empty when they arrived late the night before, he was positive Ashley would head there. He tossed a pillow at Is to wake him, " Wake up loverboy, time to go on a bearhunt."
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The morning light began to filter into the beach house as the sun rose acrossed the water. By the time anyone else began to move, Jason rolled his way down to the kitchen to join Avi and Dimitri watching the morning news, both Jas and Dim trying to pump Avi for info on what Will had planned, but he ignored them with a smirk.
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Post by thagema on Jan 30, 2007 11:08:39 GMT -5
Craig awoke confused. This wasn't his bed, his room, or his apartment. Where was he? As he drifted slowly into consciousness the events from last night replayed in his mind.
Hopefully I'll get some answers today or I'm leaving, he thought.
Gathering the items he'd acquired from the closet, he ran to the bathroom for a shower. Feeling better now that he was clean, he strolled downstairs to the kitchen to dig up some breakfast. Seeing everyone else watching the news, Craig found a spot away from them to sit and waiting for the meeting.
Everything had happened too fast. Just last night he had been a part of a kidnapping plan, but now he was here with the good guys. At least, he assumed it was the good guys. Everything seemed to hinge on what was going to be said at the meeting. Deep down, Craig was excited. He'd been hiding his powers too long. Though he didn't feel particularly powerful, he felt the urge to use his powers. Afterall, they were a gift, right? The powers had been given to him and he should use them.
Crime wasn't his thing. He was too soft-hearted to be a criminal. This was the one thing he was now sure was a fact. He'd tried twice to be the bad guy and had failed both times. Maybe it was time to shift his perspective.
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Post by Dome on Jan 30, 2007 11:20:32 GMT -5
Isamu reaches out and catches the pillow before it strikes him. "I was meditating Tyler, I am ready to go when you are," Isamu says as he gets up and stretches.
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Post by shiivster on Jan 30, 2007 16:34:24 GMT -5
*sits up abruptly, the sheet wrapped about her. the sleep she needed was long in coming, and upon waking up the familiar itching was back with a vengeance. Sierra slips to the floor and using the bed as cover, proceeds to roll on the floor, her skin rubbing against the varying surfaces.
*Sierra finally is seen leaving her room. dressed in the same clothes from the night before and the long sleeved shirt is back on and buttoned up as tight as it will go, covering the patchy and heavily peeling skin. she pauses seeing Jason in the kitchen .. then grabs an apple before moving to slump against the wall. then dryly comments, 'so ... who's my, babysitter .. *glance at Jason* for the day?' *then takes a bite of the apple, and stares straight ahead, and slowly eats the apple waiting for the answer.
*raises a single hand in Jason's direction and comments 'you made your point last night. you don't need to make it again, thank you. i'll make sure to stay the .. stay out of your way. deal?' *her eyes met Avi's and Dim's and comments one last time, her voice wavering as she controls her emotions from showing 'so .. when does the training start? .. i'm used to long hours and getting up early'
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Post by Mierin on Jan 30, 2007 20:15:09 GMT -5
After Craig is done in the bathroom, Alice ducks in and has a quick shower. Afterwards, she heads back to her room and puts on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and quietly heads to the kitchen and finds a place to sit down, her wet hair tied up in a ponytail as she waits for the meeting to start.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 30, 2007 20:45:39 GMT -5
Seeing that pretty much everyone's there, William decides to make his entrance. To grab everyone's attention, he tosses the clatteringest clip board he could find on the counter in the middle of the group. As the noise gets their attention, he says "Listen up." In the easy drill-sargeant tone. "Fun time ends, now. I want everyone's name on that clip board, as well as their abilities, and training and expertise." And he tosses a pair of pens to land with the clip board.
As the other are writing their names, William decides it's time to make sure they know what's going on. "Seeing as how you're still here, you have all been deputized as agents of the meta NSA. But I don't like alphabet soup. You're all mutant cops. That makes you professionals in combatting illegal activities mutants partake in."
Williams face hasn't brightened up since he entered the room. "And, since you are professionals, you are expected to act like them. I don't care what super-urgent crisis demands your attention. I don't care if you have to run out to the bushes on a back road to piss. You don't tell me you're going, you don't go."
William waits for this to sink in before continuing. "And I don't care who you spot, or who you think you should be chasing after. I give an order, it's to be followed. No dicking around. Wraith could have killed the lot of you in the bar, gotten away with the kidnapping. Non of you identified the target until it was actually too late, despite repeated commands to do so. I don't care if you hate authority, old men or metas generally. You're here to do a job, and it's the job I tell you to do. No exceptions."
And now, for the finally. "Lastly, we are now the face of mutants in Miami. When we spring into action, it'll be our response to threats and crises that will make the news. We act like out-of-control idiots, you can bet your jeuvenile asses it'll be reflected on every single mutant in this city, this country... God knows how far it could go. I need you always thinking about what you're doing, about how to do what needs to be done. You act without thinking, I'll turn you over that batch of mutant hating donought pushers the mayor calls cops. No exceptions."
"That is the situation you are all in now. You're cops for mutants, protecting them from the world, and the world from them. And I can't have a bunch of fools running off half-cocked if you want to accomplish any kind of good. And remember, you're cops whose commander is a military man and has been long than your parents have been alive. I expect orders and rules to be followed, otherwise, I know means to punish you that make boot camp look like a tea party."
Turning, he heads for the war room, finishing with: "I want names, abilities and work experience and training on that clipboard and up to me in 20 minutes. You lie or hold out on me, you risk the lives of the whole group. And my undieing wrath if your misinformation hurts one of us." With a grave, penetrating look around the group, he heads back upstairs.
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Post by dakota on Jan 30, 2007 21:57:22 GMT -5
Dimitri and Trevor quietly took their turn at the clip board, followed by Avi, each of them filing it out to the letter. When avi tried to pass it to Jason, he pushed it on, " I'm going last, in case we need a second sheet." He smirked.
Kerry and Janie just stared at Will when he entered the war room, their conversation dropping.
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" Sure you were," Ty grinned as he stood and stretched. "Let's go see if she's home yet then."
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Dimitri Radinsj- Transit. No formal training. Can turn body to metal and shoot metal blades, fly and open one way portals to 'tagged' places. No experience
Trevor Mitchell- Bleve - 2 yrs firefighting experience. Don't know full extent of fire powers. Can cause explosion around me
Sgt. Avery 'Avi' Martinez, Code Name: Claymore 4yrs USMC, 2 yrs NSCA, specialize in short range combat. Have healing abilites, and can cause explosions eminating from body or supercharge punches. Assigned as trainer to Kerry Ferris by NSCA director MacColter
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Post by Mierin on Jan 30, 2007 22:16:22 GMT -5
Alice takes the clipboard and fills in all the information that William had wanted and passes the clipboard to the next person.
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Post by shiivster on Jan 30, 2007 23:12:01 GMT -5
*when its her turn, she makes the following notes*
Sierra McLean - i copy people and i'm peeling now - work in a vet's office - finished highschool early from homeschooling
*then shrugs and passes it on, figuring that her past is private and not up for snarky commenting on by the others.
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Post by Dome on Jan 31, 2007 8:23:50 GMT -5
Isamu follows Tyler as they make their way back to the cave to see if Ashley is there.
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Post by thagema on Jan 31, 2007 9:47:20 GMT -5
Ignoring what everyone else had written, Craig quickly jots down the minimum requisite information before placing the clipboard on the table (or passing it on if he wasn't the last).
EDIT: (what Craig wrote on the clipboard)
Craig Fraley
Can create and shoot various fireworks, become invisible by warping light around myself, create a force field around myself and can slide at around 80 mph.
No training, no experience.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Jan 31, 2007 10:47:52 GMT -5
(Thegema, please post or PM what you wrote, since I don't have anyone's PC sheets. Thanks)
William looks at Janie and Kerry as he enters. "I trust you two were listening? What I said applies to you two as well. And Tyler and Isamu when they return. I also want your information on that clip board. when it comes up here."
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Post by shiivster on Jan 31, 2007 18:33:03 GMT -5
*stands there and looks longingly at the fridge with the veritable smorg of possibilities .. and then looks at the back of the hands and starts to 'pick' at the shedding skin. she stops once she's pulled some of it off, but stops as the peeling tears into skin still stuck.
'guess I'm not the one doing the cooking for a while. so who do i ask about getting my two bags from the place i was at before? .. and i really should get to work .. even if to say 'bye' .. its only the polite thing to do. anyways, is there a workout room in this place? could really use the time to stay limber, so which of you guys *looks at Avi and Dim now* do the driving? i really can't take the bus with my skin peeling as it is now' *smiles in a polite manner now as well, that doesn't quite touch her eyes*
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Post by dakota on Feb 1, 2007 10:00:10 GMT -5
" Better ask Will first." Trevor replied to Sierra.
" Yeah, we need grampa's permission to go to the bathroom from the sounds of things now." Jason sputtered, looking at Avi." Didn't I just leave this party last week?"
Avi shrugged.
Janie looked at Will nervously. "I don't have any training or abilities."
Kerry cut in with a smirk, " we heard, boss. And We've got your tracking request figured out thanks to Janie here borrowing some software from a local courier. We just need the transmitters. I was thinking we could home in on the band-adios." He scribbled down his details on a clipboard and passed them to Will.
Kerry Ferris, Code Name= Vendetta. 10 mo US Army, 5 mo NSCA agent. Bnes were replaced with an experimental endoskeletal replacement after injury. Have sensing equipment and built in hand to hand weapons package.
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Post by Renekin Skywalker on Feb 1, 2007 13:51:40 GMT -5
William looks over at Janie and says "Just because you're not a superspy or a mutant doesn't make you useless. In most organizations, for every squad of field agents, there's a support staf of between 5 and 10 people, most of them normal folks like yourself."
After a moment, William turns his head to watch Jason attempt insurrection. "Well. I think it's time I returned. Kerry set the place to beep for you if anything happens and both of you come with me." He hands the clip board to Janie. "Write what you think is pertinent, especially your computer and tech training, and so forth and bring that clip-board down. Thank-you."
With that, he heads down to the common room and collects the main clipboard, looking through them. Then with a silent wave of his arm, he hands it to Jason. "You're missing from the list." He says in a firm voice. "Correct that."
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