THE XAVIER INSTITUTE OF HIGHER LEARNING

Mission Log #20

>>AT ATTENTION<<
SIM BRIEF> Last time.. Went to Braddock Manor where the Nu Brat Pack tried to sneak off while we were having a convo with the client.. We had our whole little Martial Arts Tourney thing, with Elektra and Betsy giving us quite a show, until they passed out... Rogue was stabbed through the chest with a sai during the attack.. and we're gonna be picking it up from there..
>>SIM START<<
LOCATION> MOLINA GYMNASIUM, DOWNTOWN LONDON, U.K.
SCENE> THE CRAZINESS HAS JUST ENDED.. BOTH ELIZABETH AND ELEKTRA HAVE FALLEN TO THE FLOOR, ROGUE SITS NEARBY ALEX AND SCOTT REALLY CONFUSED.. AS ARE THEY.. THE OTHERS ARE RANDOMLY SCATTERED IN THE BLEACHER AREA OR ON THE FLOOR.. SECURITY AS CALLED THE POLICE AND YOU CAN HEAR THE PIERCING SIRENS APPROACHING.
<Rusty> :;stands there, frozen in place, staring at the scene::
<Rogue> ::clutching the sai in one hand still, eyes wide::
<Alex> ::looks to Scott:: If we took them with, would they be able to be tracked to us?
<Angel> ::crouching over braddock, taking a pulse:: We didn't come here for her. ::gestures to elektra::
<Scott> ..::looks to Rogue for a second, snaps back to whatever reality as he hears the sirens:: The other one is not our concern. We were sent to get Betsy. The police are coming and I'm sure they have medics and such.. the other girl will be fine.. ::turns towards Betsy::
<Sydney> ::Moves down the stands.:: Rogue! Don't take out the sai until help arrives. 
<Sydney> Or until we get back.
<Scott> However.. We need to get her out of here, the police are going to want to take her to custody.. and her father wants her back I'm sure.
<Scott> ((Alright.. think)).. ::snaps:: Angel, you take Ms. Braddock out of here and get her back to the car.
<Rogue> ::looks toward Sydney:: ... ::holds up the sai with a rather lost expression:: ...it didn't... Ah'm not... 
<Sydney> You're not... bleeding? ::Sounds confused.:: But you got sticked in the stomch... didn't you? 
<Angel> ::picks braddock up into his arms:: Already ahead of you... ::flies up looking for an open sunroof or something for the fly out of::
<Scott> Sydney, Rusty, go with her. NOW
<Scott> Sydney, Rusty make your way back to the van too. 
<Scott> Help Rogue back.
<Alex> ::glances to Rogue:: ..You must've gotten lucky and it just missed you..
<Rusty> ::silent, doesn't move::
<Scott> RUSTY!
<Sydney> ::Walks over to Rogue, grabbing Rusty's arm.:: Come un, let's hurry.
<Rogue> ::turns slightly, and rises to her feet.. there's no sign of the sai's impact but a tear in her shirt:: ... ((it didn't miss... Ah felt it hit.. but... ))
ACTION> THEY CAN HEAR THE SIRENS RIGHT OUTSIDE THE BUILDING, AND DOORS OPENING
<Rusty> what? shit.. ::gets dragged along with Sydney:; sorry.. ::looks at Rogue:: you're ok? that's.. great
<Alex> ::head whips to the opening doors:: Go! ::pushes Scott, not bothering to wait for him to move on his own, moving with him::
<Scott> Alex...::puts his hand on Alex's shoulder:: they know some of us stayed in here and tried to help out.. You gotta throw them off.
<Rogue> ::worried look back towards Scott and Alex as she hesitantly follows syd and rusty away:: 
<Rusty> ::looks from Sydney to Rogue:; we have to get out of here ((I don't want another mob scene))
<Alex> ::looks at Scott, clenching his jaw, watching the others, not exactly looking overly thrilled about dealing with authorities:: ..Are you sure?
<Scott> ::nods:: Alex.. I know you can do it. 
<Alex> Wait, what? ::eyes narrow at Scott:: ..By myself?
<Angel> ::lands outside by the back of the van:: 
<Scott> ..::nods again, taps the glasses:: I'm too suspicious.
<Sydney> There's a van, don't worry. Warren... ::spits out the name.:: will be there.
<Alex> ::looks down at himself then at Scott:: ..Why can't Warren stay? He's.. better with authority than I am..
<Jason> :::Tapping his fingers against the steering wheel, looking worried:::
<Angel> Come on, open this thing up! ::has betsy in his arms::
<Scott> Trust me Alex. Nothing bad will happen.. I know you've talked your way out of these things before.
<Scott> ..Well not really these things.. but you know what I mean.
<Rogue> ::slows a little, still looking back:: ...what's taking them so long? What's he doing?
<Kitty> ::having just woken up about a minute ago, stifling a yawn as she moves to a sitting position:: ..Hey.. that sounds like Warren..
<Alex> ::eyes Scott:: ((..That's it, I'm saying some punks came and took Betsy..))
<Jason> Really? Well, open the door and check it out. 
<Sydney> ::Reaches outside, jogging over to the van.:: Come on guys...
<Scott> Remember, don't feign injury, they'll try and take you to the hospital.. ::starts to back away:: Alex..
<Rusty> ::follows after Sydney, somehow avoiding the police cars:: right behind you
<Kitty> ::reaches out and opens the door, blinking at seeing Angel and Betsy:: Like, woah.. that's her?
ACTION> THE POLICE OPEN THE GYM DOORS AND START TO FILE IN, AIM THERE GUNS AT SCOTT AND ALEX..
<Angel> Open... ::plants a solid kick on the rear bumper:: ...the door!
<Policeman> HANDS UP! ::gun pointed at Alex, motions with his gun to get him to raise his arms up... does the same to Scott::
<Alex> ..::turns to look at the police, raising his hands:: ..Uh?
<Jason> :::Looks over his shoulder at Kitty, then reaches to the ignition and turns the motor over::: Warren, get your ass in this van! Now!
<Rusty> ::passes up Sydney and pounds on the pessenger side door of the van:: hey open up
<Angel> ::lies betsy down in the back, looks round at the others:: Who're we missing? 
<Jason> :::Sighs, then reaches over, pulling the lock pin of the passanger door::: Get in here!
<Scott> ::.. looks to Alex and then back to the officers and raises his hands::
<Rogue> ::approaches the van, eyes widening at the engine starting:: They're still back there... Scott and Alex...
<Kitty> ::moves out of the way of everyone coming in through the back, worried look on her face::
<Sydney> We can't do anything right now...
<Jason> My first job is to worry about you all. :::Does a mental headcount::: They're big boys. They can take care of themselves.
<Rusty> ::opens the door and stands aside for Syd and Rogue to get in:: Scott seems smart, he can figure something out
<Rogue> They could get shot!
<Jason> They're Brits. The worst they could tell'em to do is halt in the name of the law. Now get your ass in here!
<Sydney> Come on! Xavier can think of something or someone will. It's not going to help if we ALL get caught.
ACTION> SCOTT AND ALEX CAN HEAR A FEW IN THE BACK CURSING MUTANTS.
<HeadPoliceman> Get down on the ground, slowly and you won't be hurt
<Angel> Then you go find Xavier. ::flies back towards the stadium::
<Rusty> ::jumps in after the other two and slams the door:: we can't sit here, they'll come looking for the girl
<Scott> ..::looks to alex then nods.. gets down on his knees::
<Rogue> You're just going to leave the--::looks at Angel heading back toward the stadium, looks down at the sai she's still holding, then back to the van:: Ah'm not leaving without them.
<Jason> I'm not arguing with you, Rogue. Get in the van. 
<Rogue> .. ::turns her back on the van and starts running back toward the stadium:: 
<Alex> ::rolls his eyes at Scott:: ((Oh yeah, that's what we want to do, make them think we're working together..)) ::sighs and gets down on his knees then lays down with his hands above his head::
<Rusty> ::sits in front of the side door::
<HeadPoliceman> We got a report that there were mutants here.. one wearing dark glasses that shoots fire out of his eyes. ::smirks..:: Guess that's you. ::points his gun at Scott and shoots right at the floor in front of him::
<Kitty> ..Uhm, you know, I could probably go in there and, you know, get them out..
<Jason> :::Grinds his teeth, then growls::: ((Professor is going to kill me for this.)) Syd, Rusty, get in the back. :::Shifts into drive:::
<Sydney> Yeah, you could easily have done it. ::Gets into the van.::
<Angel> ::flies back in through the window/sunroof/whatever he flew out of in the first place and perches on the scoreboard trying to stay out of sight::
<Sydney> But when has this group ever used common sense? ::Sighs.::
<Scott> ((Can't let them take us.. can't kill them..)) ::clenches jaw as she shoots a look at the policeman that shot at him.(figureatively speaking)::
<Alex> What!?! HE'S A MUTANT!? ::squirms, as if to get away from Scott, though remains still:: GET ME AWAY FROM HIM! I COULD BE GETTING INFECTED RIGHT NOW! I DON'T WANT TO BECOME A MUTANT!
<Jason> :::Mutters::: Hate to do this, baby. :::Slams the gas, aiming the van for one of the cop cars:::
<Rusty> ::sits in the back:: um.. ::buckles Betsy in:: 
ACTION> OTHER MEMBERS OF THE FORCE START TO MOVE IN CLOSER AROUND SCOTT, BILLYCLUBS IN HAND. ANOTHER GRABS ALEX AND PULLS HIM OUT
<Rogue> ::slips back into the building, pausing to look around for where the police are, then starts toward them, making no attempt to hide::
<Sydney> 'No! We must be daring a brillantly bold!' ::Scowls.:: Does mutantacy cause brain cells dying or - ::Tumbles as the van crashes into a car.:: That's it, I don't know any of you! I'm offically kidnapped!
<Alex> ::wild-eyed:: GET HIM AWAY FROM ME! ::lets himself get taken by the cops::
ACTION> THE VAN IMPACTS WITH THE SIDE OF A COP CAR, PUSHING IT INTO OTHERS.. THE POLICEMEN THAT WERE WAITING OUTSIDE START TO OPEN FIRE ON THE VAN
<Rusty> ::gets scared and catches fire:: you people are nuts! ::scrambles to get out the back door::
<Jason> :::Sees the guns pointed at the van::: Alright, new plan. How much clearance I got behind us?
<PoliceClubber> Can we?
<Sydney> Rusty you can't go out they're fireing at us!
<Rusty> I have to get out!
<Kitty> ::surprised squeak at hearing the gunfire, instinctively turning intangible:: I think I'll go, uhm, give them a really really hard target?
<Rogue> ::pulls off her gloves, advancing on the police around scott, hands shaking slightly:: ...get away from him... Get away!
<Scott> ::lays face down on the ground:: ((Gotta give Alex some time to get away))
<Jason> :::Mumbles a prayer, shifting in reverse::: ((Oh, he's really going to kill me.)) Hold on! :::Slams the gas:::
<Policeman> ::turns around:: More of them?
<Sydney> ::Grits her teeth.:: 
<Rusty> ::slams against the glass, still flaring up:: dammit! 
<Alex> ..::grits his teeth, inbetween yelling:: ((..Scott..)) ::clenches his fists, quickly unclenching them:: ((..nononono..))
<Rogue> Leave him alone! ::reaches toward the nearest cop's face with both hands::
<Sydney> ::Calls for a poltergiest or a few of them to deal with the cops outside.:: ||But NO killing.||
<Rusty> ::opens the back doors and waits for the van to stop::
<Jason> :::Applies the brakes, swinging the van around::: Now, that wasn't so bad.
ACTION> THE COP THAT ROGUE TOUCHES DROPS TO THE FLOOR.. THOSE POLICE OFFICERS THAT WITNESS IT START TO FIRE ON ROGUE.
<Sydney> ... I'm never going on a mission with you people *again*.
<Kitty> ::stays phased, letting the van's momentum simply leave her behind and outside::
<Rusty> ::hops out and runs away from the gunfire::
ACTION> NO POLTERGIESTS RESPOND TO SYDNEY'S CALL
<Angel> ::mutters:: I'm going to regret this. ::leaps from his perch, gliding down to alex's position, and tries to kick one of the men restraining him across the jaw::
ACTION> POLICEMEN START TO POUND ON SCOTT WITH THEIR CLUBS
<Alex> ::eyes snap open:: NOO! ::concentrates and raises his hands:: GETAWAYFROMTHEM!!! ::tries to let loose a blast:: at the officers arounding him::
<Rogue> ::doubles over slightly after absorbing the cop, covering her face with one hand:: ...get AWAY! ::stumbles against another cop, and shoves at him::
<Kitty> ::starts to jog around the policemen, with the intent of drawing their gunfire away from the van::
<Jason> Rusty! :::Shifts into neutral, then opens the door::: Get your ass back here!
ACTION> THE COP THAT ROGUE SHOVES GETS PUSHED PRETTY HARDLY AND KNOCKS INTO ANOTHER ONE, THROWING THEM BOTH TO THE FLOOR
ACTION> ALEX FEELS THE FAMILIAR BURNING SENSATION IN HIS HANDS BEFORE HE SENDS PLASMA BLASTS AT THE OFFICERS POUNCING ON SCOTT.
<Rusty> ::keeps running away::
<Rusty> ::tries to find someplace to hide and calm down::
<Rogue> ::advances toward the cops that are beating on Scott, breathing hard:: ... ::looks towards Alex's blasts::
ACTION> SWAT MEMBERS SHOOT AT KITTY, THE BULLETS JUST PASS THROUGH HER
<Kitty> ((..Rusty!? They're going to see him!))
<Jason> Syd, get up here. :::Unbuckles his seatbelt, hauling himself out of the driver's seat:::
<Alex> ::eyes narrow and grits his teeth:: ((..that's it..)) ::concentrates on the burning, and tries to replicate the blast::
<Kitty> ::starts to quickly back up, waving her arms about and mouthing things at the SWAT members to keep their attention::
<Sydney> ::Scowls and crawling to the driver's seat.:: ((It's not fair...))
<Rusty> ::tries to hide behind some parked cars:: ((mustcalmdownmustcalmdown..breathinbreatheoutbreatheinbreatheout)) ::stops the fire::
<Scott> ..::tries to move up to his stomach, and lets loose with an optic blast to knock away those members not having their flesh burned::
<Sydney> ::Buckles in.:: ((Why did I get the bullshit powers... all it's good for is driving me slowly insane.))
<Rogue> ::grabs at another cop's face, one who was doing some of the beating:: ...Ah should kill you... ::grimaces and lets go:: ((..ah hate... in my head...))
ACTION> THE PEOPLE INSIDE ARE PRETTY WELL TAKEN CARE OF.. MORE ARE COMING THROUGH THE DOOR HOWEVER.
<Jason> :::Looks at Syd seriously::: I need you to watch the van. You do know how to drive, right?
<SWATMan> ::..stares at Kitty:: Is she bloody serious? She's just a little girl!
<Sydney> Yes. ::Shoots a dark glare.:: Well, I am a psychopath after all, I can't blame you for asking. 
<SWATMan2> A mutant gel. ::aims and fires at kitty::
<Jason> Good. I want you to go at least 3 blocks from here, then find someplace to hide. I'm heading back to round up the others. Can you handle that?
<Scott> ..::picks himself up..:: Uhh.. Rogue.. what are you..? ::holds his side:: Alex? We gotta get out ::coughs:: of here. ::spits on the floor:: Where are the others?
<Rogue> ... ::stares towards the doors where the new cops are coming in::
<Kitty> ::takes a quick look around before getting an idea, turning to directly at the SWAT men and through them:: ((Byebye radios! This is pretty fun!..))
<Sydney> ::Starts off the van and drives off, on the left side of the road, as an answer.::
<Rogue> ::softly:: Warren flew in here. Where is he?...
<Jason> :::Shakes his head, then shifts invisible::: ((I'm a dead man. Oh yeah, the Professor's gonna have my head on a platter.)) :::Runs back towards the SWAT members:::
<Scott> ..::sends a blast at the wave coming back, enough to knock them back::
<Scott> Rogue, Alex take the back way and try to get the others.. I'll be right behind you.
<Jason> :::Comes up behind one of the SWAT members, still invisible, clears his throat::: Excuse me, chap, but do you have a light?
<Rogue> ::turns to eye Scott:: No... you ain't going by yourself. ::scans the gym for sign of warren:: ((did they... shoot him?))
<Alex> ::looks at Scott:: .. .. ::breaths heavily, between using his powers again, and what just happened::
<Rusty> ::huddles behind the cars:: ((have to get out of here..))
<Scott> I'm going to hold them off.. ::left hand on visor trigger as other holds his side::
<Sydney> ::Stops a three blocks north of the complex and clutches the wheel in a death grip.::
<Scott> .. ::backpedals a little bit:: I swear i'm going to be right behind you two::
<Jason> I say...:::Taps the same SWAT member on the shoulder::: Do you have a light, good sir?
<Rogue> ::eyes narrow, moves to stand between Scott and the police:: 
<Rusty> ::watches the van go by and runs after it::
<Swat Member> ::whirls around:: bloody hell! Who's there?!
<Sydney> They help everyone else... but they won't help me. ::Grits her teeth.::
<Jason> Surprise! :::Punches the SWAT member in the face:::
<Kitty> ::still phasing through the rest of the SWAT squad, assumingly causing chaos, unless this was covered in basic training or something::
ACTION> THE SWAT MEMBER IS TAKEN BY SURPRISE AND KNOCKED OUT.. OTHERS ARE UTTERLY BAFFLED BY THE INTANGIBLE PERSON RUNNING AROUND..
<Angel> ::fliesout the roof then... heh::
<Scott> Rogue!
<Scott> ..::tries to grab at her as he makes his way towards the backdoor:: Alex, c'mon!
<Rogue> ::gives Scott a small shove toward the exit, following::
<Jason> :::Reaches down to the now unconscious SWAT member, pulling a flashbang from his rigging::: Thanks for the gift. ::::Pulls the pin, then throws the cylindrical object into the middle of the SWAT formation, averting his eyes:::
<Alex> ((..she took those bullets easily enough.. ..did they miss, too? ..no, there're some holes in her shirt..)) ..::concentrates, raising his arms toward the approaching cops and tries to blast them, focusing on the burning from before::
ACTION> THE FLASH BANG GOES.. BANG, SENDING A BLAST OF LIGHT THAT BLINDS JUST ABOUT EVERYONE IN THE NEAR VICINITY.. EVEN KITTY
<Rusty> ::opens the back door and jumps into the van, breathng heavily:: I want to go home...
<Kitty> ::surprised by the flash, turns tangible again with an audible yelp, falling backwards and onto the pavement::
<Sydney> There's no such thing as home...
<Jason> :::Blinks his eyes a few times, then runs over towards Kitty::: Come on, dear, this is no time to take a nap.
ACTION> WITH THE SLAGGING TRAIL THAT THEY CAN SEE COMING RIGHT FOR THEM.. THE SWAT START TO BACK UP AS THEIR SHIELDS BEGIN TO MELT.
<Scott> ::drags Alex along:: That's enough, Alex!
<Rogue> ::folds her arms tightly, tucking her bare hands under her elbows as she heads out after Scott and Alex::
<Rusty> ::looks at Betsy:: she has a home...
<Alex> ::blinks and squints then.. stops using his powers? and lets Scott drag him with::
<Scott> ..::lets the other two exit before him.. takes one last look into the gym.. and shakes his head, eyetwitch, then leaves::
<Kitty> ::flounders in place for a moment before scrambling up to her feet:: ...I can't see... what'd you do that for!?
<Jason> So we could get away easier. And I'm sorry for this. :::Grabs Kitty by the waist, then hauls her up to his shoulder, before running in the direction the van left:::
<Kitty> ..HEY! ::flails::
<Scott> ::makes his way to where the van is supposed to be::
<Angel> ::lands on the roof of the van::
<Sydney> ::Starts up the van.:: One less body to explain...
<Scott> ...They moved the van?
<Rogue> ::follows, eyes on the ground... brushes hair that's turned a dark brown, except for the white streak, out of her face:: ...
<Jason> :::Runs by Scott, still carrying Kitty::: Come on, slow pokes! Ain't got all night!
<Kitty> ((This is soooo undignified!)) ::stops strugging, now rubbing at her eyes in an effort to get some of her vision back::
<Scott> ::rubs the back of his neck:: ..((...))
<Scott> ::follows Jason::
ACTION> POLICE CHASE AFTER THE GROUP. SOME TRY TO SHOOT AT THEM AS THEY RUN.
<Angel> ::leans over the roof of the van peaking in through the windshield::
<Jason> Kitty, when we get back to the States, you're going on a diet! :::Tries to run faster to avoid getting shot:::
<Rogue> ::following:: ...why won't they just leave us alone... 
<Kitty> Me? A DIET!? ::fair near squealing at him, kicking a bit::
<Sydney> ::Looks back at Angel with a netural look.::
<Scott> ::stops at the van, opens the door and waits for everyone to pile in as he sends optic blasts to slow or discourage the policemen chasing them::
<Alex> Jason, put Kat down, she can handle herself.. ::hurries to the van::
<Jason> :::Practically tosses Kitty into the van, before climbing in himself::: That's the last time I save your hide!
<Scott> Getingetin!
<Rogue> ::creeps into the van and wedges herself into a corner:: ..
<Angel> ::rolls off the roof into the opened door:: No more coffee for you, fearless.
<Sydney> ::Waits for everyone to get in.::
<Kitty> ::blinking rapidly as she moves to a sitting position:: I didn't *need* saving! ::resumes rubbing at her eyes::
<Alex> ::hurries into the van:: ..can we just get Betsy home?
<Rogue> ::jaw clenched, hides her hands under her legs and stares at her knees::
<Scott> ::gets in after everyone else and slams the door shut behind him::
<Sydney> ::Drives off.::
<Scott> We can't take her home.. There are gonna be cops all over her place.. We need to get back to the jet.
<Jason> :::Sighs, shaking his head::: You all got some 'splain' to do.
<Scott> ..::mutters under his breath:: no fucking joke.
<Rogue> ::lowly:: nothing to explain...
<Jason> Oh, but there is. Like the reason why I just ran the gauntlet to save the teeny-bopper.
<Sydney> ::Drives rather well, despite her growing fury.::
<Kitty> ::kicks towards the direction of Jason's voice, with a fairly pissed look::
<Rogue> ::raises her head and stares toward Scott:: ...before you start yellin'....
<Scott> Save it until we're out of this.
>>TIME JUMP<<
LOCATION> UNDISCLOSED LOCATION..
SCENE> WE HAVE LIFTED OFF AND ARE HEADED TOWARDS OUR NEXT DESTINATION, SCOTT HAS BEEN PRETTY TIGHTLIPPED (AND JAWED) SINCE THE ESCAPE, HE HASN'T TOLD US WHERE WE'RE GOING OR ANYTHING OTHER THAN WE'RE NOT GOING TO BRADDOCK MANOR
<Jason> :::Sighs, leaning back in his seat::: Well, that was fun. Let's never do it again.
<Scott> ..::sits in the pilots seat, gaze unbroken on whatever is in front of him..::
<Rogue> ...now... ::looks back at Scott:: you wanna put that thing on autopilot and listen?
<Scott> I can listen just fine like this.
<Kitty> ::sitting with her knees drawn up to her chest, still a bit angry and keeping sorta quiet::
<Sydney> (("Dr. Xavier, I'm leaving, sorry." No... No... "Professior, I've been here near six months and you've NEVER helped me. It's obivious I need to leave...")) ::Hmms to herself.::
<Jason> :::Looks over to Kitty::: That was a good job you did back there, keeping the cops busy til Syd could get away.
<Rogue> ::eyes narrow:: Then... then STOP tryin' to carry everyone on your shoulders!! If this is.. this is supposed to be some kinda team... you can't just... try to play bait or shield or whatever! No one should get left behind, even if it's you! ::shouting, something she almost never does::
<Kitty> ::blinkblinks, turning to look at Jason:: It wa- ...::turns to stare at Rogue, eyes wide:: ??
<Rogue> You would.. you would go back for anyone... any of us who got stuck in that kinda thing! So you can't say we were wrong for doin' the same damn thing! Ah won't walk away and leave people behind!! ::eyes widened::
<Angel> ::chuckles lightly, greatly amused by rogue chewing scotty out::
<Scott> ::..sets the auto pilot, unbuckles himself and stands up, looks at Rogue:: I could have handled it. I gave you ALL direct orders. You didn't follow them.
<Scott> Yes, you helped myself and Alex out. Yes, I am very grateful. How can I trust any of you out there when you cannot seem to understand simple directions?
<Jason> From what I understand, your orders were to abandon you to death or incarceration. And you know the Professor would never forgive me if I let that happen.
<Rogue> You keep tryin' to take everything onto yourself! You think you can just... keep anyone else from ever gettin' hurt ever, by takin' it in their place, and then you think you're all on your own to take care of yourself! It doesn't work that way! ::clenches her fists::
<Scott> And I could never forgive myself if anything happened to any of you out there while you were running around aimlessly.
<Scott> ::looks at Rogue::
<Alex> ::eyes Scott:: They were shooting at her and about to start beating you! What else could I do? And lay off of them, they were just doing what they thought was right. They have the right to make that decision.
<Jason> Scott, there's a reason we were put together as a team. And it was not to make you a martyr or a shield for us.
<Kitty> ::just nods at what the others say::
<Sydney> And the simple fact you all are ingoring is that with this little mess we've given anti-mutant supporters the boost they need to change their mutant policy in Europe. Bravo. The Brotherhood couldn't be more jealous. 
<Scott> ::sets his jaw::
<Rogue> It's not your fault if somethin' happens to us, doin' what we think is right! If followin' orders means sittin' back and watching while you get the shit kicked out of you, Ah guess it's not for me. Now, if you wanna give me orders that ain't DENSE, Ah'll follow 'em!
<Jason> :::Looks over at Syd::: They would've received fuel either way. If we'd left some of our own behind, it wouldn't just fanned the flames higher. At least none of the cops were killed...right?
<Rusty> ::sits at the back, not saying a word::
<Angel> ::raises his voice over all the others:: Someone should check on Miss Braddock. She's not in her right mind; if she should wake up and catch us unawares...
<Sydney> We could of helped Scott and Alex if everyone didn't decide to be a goddamned hero. We're fucking lucky God likes us or some bullshit.
<Scott> ::dark look.. bites back any remarks he would like to say...:: We're almost there. ::sits back down in the pilots seat::
<Rogue> ... ::incoherent noise, turns around and sits in an empty seat, heavily, pulling her knees to her chest and resting her head on them:: 
<Rusty> I'm useless.. ::checks on Betsy::
<Jason> :::Shakes his head::: Nobody here is useless....that's why I'm still here as comic relief.
<Rogue> ::muffled sniff::
<Rusty> I almost incinerated the van and allof you in it...
ACTION> THERE SEEMS TO BE NOTHING WRONG WITH BETSY AT THE MOMENT.. SHE'S STILL OUT OF IT
<Alex> ...::looks from Scott to Rogue, then walks over to her:: ..Rogue?
<Sydney> You know, fuck you all, I've got the lamest powers. ::There's a tinge of humor to her voice.::
<Rogue> ...what? ::doesn't raise her head::
<Kitty> ::slightly disturbed look:: ((..I wonder if they always argue like this on missions..))
<Alex> ::sits down next to her:: ..Are you all right?
<Jason> Now come on, Syd. Stop taking all the glory for yourself. You know I'm the one with the lamest powers.
<Rusty> the girl is ok... ::sits back down and mumbles:; when we get back, I'm leaving
<Rogue> ::says nothing, scooting a bit more towards the window:: 
<Sydney> I'm tailing right after you Rusty... 
<Jason> The only way any of you are leaving is over my dead body. :::Crosses his arms over his chest:::
<Sydney> I can't contorl ghosts, I can't shut them off, I can't do anythign remotely useful with fighting. 
<Rusty> ::looks out the window:: if you hang around me, you'll end up a crispy dead body. 
<Alex> ..::sits next to her:: ..thanks for the help, back there.. ((..damnit, Scott..))
<Scott> ::slumps in his chair::
<Angel> ((God save me from Mutant Hills 90210...))
<Jason> Rusty, Syd, if you two don't stop with this angst session, I'm gonna tie you both together and gag you with a pair of Alex's socks.
<Scott> ::sits back up and rubs the back of his his neck::
<Rogue> ::quietly:: ..Ah won't leave people behind...
<Alex> I know, and Scott knows that.. he's just being a hardass because no one's listening to him. ::sighs and shakes his head:: He even has me defending him.. I'm.. sorry..
<Rusty> if I couldn't control the fire in here, that would ruin everyones day ::closes his eyes:: not to mention that situation back there.. 
<<those of you who have to go.. just fall asleep or something>>
<Rogue> ::faintly amused snort:: Hear that, Scott? He's defending you. ::just loud enough to be heard in the pilots seat::
<Scott> I heard.
<Rusty> ::looks up towards Jason:; everyone just does whatever they want, nothing was organized.. how do you people stay alive like that?
<Sydney> I'm not trying to get pity, Jason. I *am* leaving. 
<Rogue> ::wipes her face with her sleeve, having donned a spare jacket at some point to cover her tattered shirt:: ... ::glances back towards Syd::
<Jason> No, you're not Syd. :::Looks to Rusty::: How do we stay alive? I guess because we're favored by God...or we're just awful damn lucky.
<Kitty> ...But... everyone else already left.. what're we going to do when everyone's gone..? ::trailing off towards the end of the sentence::
<Rusty> God.. ::looks out the window again:: yeah, whatever... if you ask me, we're all cursed. 
<Sydney> I am considered a slut and insane. That's not doing wonders for my self esteem or self presvation I still cling to. 
<Jason> :::Shakes his head, throwing up his hands::: I give up. I'm not cut out to be a shrink.
<Rogue> ::frowns, still looking back:: Ah don't think you're either one. An' it ain't like it's gonna get any better out there... ::vague gesture:: At least you don't hafta hide it here...
<Rusty> I haven't seen any really good reason to stay with you people, I can handle myself 
<Alex> ..::looks at Syd:: Syd, you're neither of those things. Don't listen to what Warren says, he's just a rich dick who doesn't know how to deal with real people unless he's paying someone to do it for him.. ::glares at Warren::
<Rogue> ... ::'accidentally' elbows Alex in the ribs::
<Jason> :::Rests his head against his shoulder, closing his eyes::: Wake me when it's over.
<Sydney> ::Doesn't react to what Rogue or Alex said for a moment.:: Rusty, you should stay. You've got something tangleable Xavier can deal with...
<Angel> And you're just an ill-tempered, juvenile delinquent who would've ended up in prison eventually if not for your brother. 
<Kitty> ::turns slightly in her seat to stare around at everyone:: .....
<Rogue> ::rubs her forehead::
>>END SIM<<