Here I go again! Here goes nothing.
1 Internutter: Thanks for the clarification! I gotta remember that…it's a good analogy. Oh and I like that movie! You've got Mail.
Todd Fan: I'd rather take marital arts lessons from him than nibble on his ear, but whutevuh pokas your dots. Our RPG Yahoo group is kinda dying eh?
Sprocket: Oh sorry I was calling MYSELF the Queen of Unfinished Projects. All you half drawn sketches and partially written stories bow down to me! Ahem, too many skittles
….anyways, moving on.
Lance stepped up to the intricately painted door in a backwater ally of the inner city and was about to knock when…
"Come in." The mysterious voice beckoned from inside before his knuckles even made contact with the wood. He and his teammates exchanged glances before he opened the door and they all filed in. Directly behind the wood door was a sparkling bead door, the room behind the bead door looked like something straight out of a gypsy fortune teller's wagon. Heavy incense filled the air, candles burned everywhere, the room was warm, dimly lit, and lavishly furnished with rugs, tapestries, etc. In the center of the room, sitting cross legged on a low glass table, was a woman who looked to be in her late 40's. Her flowing black hair ran all the way down to the table, then fanned out around her. Her eyes were completely glowing blue. She turned her gaze towards the four-some (Remy stayed outside) and her eyes stopped glowing and normal blue pupils were left staring at them.
"Optic," Hydra said, "We need to find someone." After they explained their situation, Optic thought for a few moments.
"Was there any marking of any kind on the time transporter device?" She asked Kitty.
"No…..wait….yes, there was a sort of 'W' with a lightning bolt through it on the front."
"Aaaaaaah, I have seen that symbol before….somewhere. Set up that table over here, in front of me." She instructed Lance, who hesitated then did her bidding.
"Lie down child." She said to Kitty. Kitty looked at Lance for reassurance, he nodded, so she layed down.
"I am going to look into your memory, to see this symbol for myself. Don't worry, it doesn't hurt." Optic said as she leaned over Kitty, coming eye to eye with the other mutant. Her eyes glowed neon blue again. It didn't hurt, In fact Kitty didn't feel a thing. After a few minutes Optic sat up again, nodding and thinking to herself.
"Um, like, can I get up now?" Kitty asked.
"Yes." Was her answer. Kitty got up and stood next to Lance, the room was dead quiet except for the faint sound of a fight somewhere in a building above. Optic slowly turned her head, panning around the room, but she was not looking at the room or anything in it, she was searching across miles and miles and into fathomless other dimensions of insight which most were blind to. All for the sign.
"I have seen it, I have found the sign." She finally spoke. "It is in cell number 27 of the New York Military Prison and Laboratory complex."
"Shit." Said lance.
"Laaanccce!" Hydra hissed
"High security." Optic added.
"Double shit." Toad said.
"Toooad!" Hydra hissed.
"Please refrain from using vulgar language. I'm not charging you anything yet." Optic said.
"Sorry Ma'am." Both young men apologized at once.
"That's better. Now I have already looked into the past to pinpoint the main things that went wrong. Of course, you do realize that conflict between humans and mutants is inevitable?"
"Of course. Only Xavier's overly optimistic philosophy fails to acknowledge that" answered Lance.
"Good. Where things mainly "went wrong" in the past was when Frank Chester was elected president. He and the vice president Riley Courtright were the main leaders of the governmental anti mutant campaign. They were the ones that changed the governmental system also. The other obvious thing is Professor Xavier's death. He was killed by military soldiers after files from Cerebro were stolen by a military agent. The files were used to learn more about mutants, our weaknesses, our strengths, and because of this knowledge the government was able to destroy the mansion, the professor, and nearly all hope of peace between humans and mutants." Optic said, finishing her favor.
Lance nodded, "Thank you for all your help, we will gladly return the favor anyway we can."
"That is not necessary. Go, carry out your plan, try your hardest, that is all the favor I ask."
With that Lance, Toad, and Hydra turned and left, Kitty stayed behind.
"More to ask, have you?" Optic asked.
"Yeah, I was wondering where my friend is. He was like, captured by the police."
"Well, there are many mutants in the world, what does he look like? Any distinguishing features?"
"Well he has blue fur all over, and a tail, and three fingers on each hand and two toes on each foot and pointed ears and pale eyes and he can-"
"Yes that's enough, thank you." she smiles ever so slightly. "I will watch for him."
So how you like? I know its tedious and boring, but there will be more action later! I'm just setting up the plot, I promise!!!!!
1 Internutter: Thanks for the clarification! I gotta remember that…it's a good analogy. Oh and I like that movie! You've got Mail.
Todd Fan: I'd rather take marital arts lessons from him than nibble on his ear, but whutevuh pokas your dots. Our RPG Yahoo group is kinda dying eh?
Sprocket: Oh sorry I was calling MYSELF the Queen of Unfinished Projects. All you half drawn sketches and partially written stories bow down to me! Ahem, too many skittles
….anyways, moving on.
Lance stepped up to the intricately painted door in a backwater ally of the inner city and was about to knock when…
"Come in." The mysterious voice beckoned from inside before his knuckles even made contact with the wood. He and his teammates exchanged glances before he opened the door and they all filed in. Directly behind the wood door was a sparkling bead door, the room behind the bead door looked like something straight out of a gypsy fortune teller's wagon. Heavy incense filled the air, candles burned everywhere, the room was warm, dimly lit, and lavishly furnished with rugs, tapestries, etc. In the center of the room, sitting cross legged on a low glass table, was a woman who looked to be in her late 40's. Her flowing black hair ran all the way down to the table, then fanned out around her. Her eyes were completely glowing blue. She turned her gaze towards the four-some (Remy stayed outside) and her eyes stopped glowing and normal blue pupils were left staring at them.
"Optic," Hydra said, "We need to find someone." After they explained their situation, Optic thought for a few moments.
"Was there any marking of any kind on the time transporter device?" She asked Kitty.
"No…..wait….yes, there was a sort of 'W' with a lightning bolt through it on the front."
"Aaaaaaah, I have seen that symbol before….somewhere. Set up that table over here, in front of me." She instructed Lance, who hesitated then did her bidding.
"Lie down child." She said to Kitty. Kitty looked at Lance for reassurance, he nodded, so she layed down.
"I am going to look into your memory, to see this symbol for myself. Don't worry, it doesn't hurt." Optic said as she leaned over Kitty, coming eye to eye with the other mutant. Her eyes glowed neon blue again. It didn't hurt, In fact Kitty didn't feel a thing. After a few minutes Optic sat up again, nodding and thinking to herself.
"Um, like, can I get up now?" Kitty asked.
"Yes." Was her answer. Kitty got up and stood next to Lance, the room was dead quiet except for the faint sound of a fight somewhere in a building above. Optic slowly turned her head, panning around the room, but she was not looking at the room or anything in it, she was searching across miles and miles and into fathomless other dimensions of insight which most were blind to. All for the sign.
"I have seen it, I have found the sign." She finally spoke. "It is in cell number 27 of the New York Military Prison and Laboratory complex."
"Shit." Said lance.
"Laaanccce!" Hydra hissed
"High security." Optic added.
"Double shit." Toad said.
"Toooad!" Hydra hissed.
"Please refrain from using vulgar language. I'm not charging you anything yet." Optic said.
"Sorry Ma'am." Both young men apologized at once.
"That's better. Now I have already looked into the past to pinpoint the main things that went wrong. Of course, you do realize that conflict between humans and mutants is inevitable?"
"Of course. Only Xavier's overly optimistic philosophy fails to acknowledge that" answered Lance.
"Good. Where things mainly "went wrong" in the past was when Frank Chester was elected president. He and the vice president Riley Courtright were the main leaders of the governmental anti mutant campaign. They were the ones that changed the governmental system also. The other obvious thing is Professor Xavier's death. He was killed by military soldiers after files from Cerebro were stolen by a military agent. The files were used to learn more about mutants, our weaknesses, our strengths, and because of this knowledge the government was able to destroy the mansion, the professor, and nearly all hope of peace between humans and mutants." Optic said, finishing her favor.
Lance nodded, "Thank you for all your help, we will gladly return the favor anyway we can."
"That is not necessary. Go, carry out your plan, try your hardest, that is all the favor I ask."
With that Lance, Toad, and Hydra turned and left, Kitty stayed behind.
"More to ask, have you?" Optic asked.
"Yeah, I was wondering where my friend is. He was like, captured by the police."
"Well, there are many mutants in the world, what does he look like? Any distinguishing features?"
"Well he has blue fur all over, and a tail, and three fingers on each hand and two toes on each foot and pointed ears and pale eyes and he can-"
"Yes that's enough, thank you." she smiles ever so slightly. "I will watch for him."
So how you like? I know its tedious and boring, but there will be more action later! I'm just setting up the plot, I promise!!!!!