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Getting To Know You
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"I've scanned his brain and it's confirmed that there *is* a chip there, but it's not the same one from before. That one was indeed removed previously." Hank told Professor Xavier, Ororo, and Logan as they were gathered in the infirmary.
Logan closed his eyes for a second and sighed, rubbing the side of his head. He was sitting on the bed with his feet over the side, trying to gather everything that was being said. "So...in plain english that would mean what Hank?"
The Doctor scratched his furry blue chin, shifting his weight to the side. "It appears that the old chip had a back-up incase it was removed or destroyed. With further analysis I've concluded that the back-up chip was undetectable by any medical equipment until it was activated. And it is now activated."
Professor Xavier leaned back in his wheelchair, his hands steepled in front of him with both elbows on the armrests. "Who could have activated it?" he questioned thoughtfully. "The lab was destroyed."
Logan growled, his grip tightening on the side of the bed.
"What if there was enough of the laboratory left to be salvaged?" Ororo spoke up, just as curious in the matter as the others.
"That may be a possibility..." Charles replied slowly, deep in thought.
Logan looked up. "What do we do now?"
"We'll need to remove the chip tonight."
"Agreed." Hank added. "Using an electric pulse directed at the site of the chip, we should be able to effectively remove it."
Professor Xavier raised his head. "Logan?"
He nodded. "Jus' get rid of it." he grumbled, frustated. After all this time...why now?
Ororo put a hand on Logan's shoulder. "Good luck my friend." she smiled at him sympathetically and started to back out of the room with a glance toward Charles and Hank. "I'll leave you two to your medical work."
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Professor Xavier, Hank, and Logan had moved into the lab for the procedure. Logan was laying down on a table, with a large and intimidating machine hovering just over his head.
Hank offered a kind smile. "Don't worry, this shouldn't take long." He got behind the machine and punched in some buttons on the key pad. A robotic arm-like piece of the machine shifted over Logan's head, positioning itself so that it was aimed at a certain portion of his skull.
Charles sat in his chair by Logan's side, explaining what they were about to do. "Once Hank starts up the machine, you may feel some pain in the area where the pulse is assigned to penetrate the skull and destroy the chip. You might also black out, but that's perfectly normal since this procedure is very draining."
Logan just nodded, trying to clear his head and relax.
"Logan, would you like a sedative before we start?" Charles asked in a sincere tone. "Hank can give you the correct dosage to compensate for your healing factor."
He shook his head. "No, it's alright Chuck. Let's just get on with it."
Xavier started to wheel away from the table, to keep a safe distance away while the electric pulse was about to be activated.
"Here we go." Hank told them both, punching in more buttons and putting some goggles over his eyes.
Logan gripped the side of the table, closing his eyes tightly. The next thing he knew, there was a sort of buzzing sound, a shot of pain, then only blackness.
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Ghost sat atop her bed, unable to sleep. She hugged her knees close to her chest, rocking back and forth. continuing to glance at the clock. She thought about what Professor Xavier had told her, and shown her of the Weapon X program. She was angry for what they did to mutants, for what they did to her brother. She closed her eyes, wondering what was going on down in the infirmary. 'I wonder if that 'chip' thing is back in Logan's head?' she thought to herself.
Unable to sit there any longer and not sleep, Ghost hopped off her bed and made her way to the door, fading so that she could pass through it instead of using the knob.
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Rogue was down stairs in the rec room, watching t.v. and finding herself also plagued with insomnia. She seemed to be feeling that alot lately. She flipped through the channels lazily, not watching anything particular for more than a few seconds.
Rogue heard a noise and sat straight up on the couch, her eyes wide awake and alert as they darted around the room. "Who's there?" she called out, her deep southern drawl notable.
A figure of a person started to form behind the couch and she squinted her eyes as a familiar girl dressed in shorts and a tank top appeared fully. "Ghost?"
"Hey." she replied quietly.
"Yah scared me fer a second there. What's goin' on?" Rogue noticed the concerned expression on the other girl's face.
Ghost sighed, flopping down on the couch, opposite Rogue. Rogue had become more of a friend to her than anyone else in the mansion since she'd been there. They both had a lot in common, and it wasn't just music. The two of them were outsiders, outsiders among other outsiders. Ghost leaned back on the couch, looking down. "I dunno." she said bitterly, more angry than she intended. She let out another heavy sigh. "Somethin'...in Logan's head. Chuck was explainin' it to me before, it hasta do with Weapon X."
Rogue frowned, knowing that she had grown closer to Logan over time, and a bit of concern was welling up in her stomach. "Is he okay?"
Ghost shrugged. "I dunno. I haven't seen him since they took him to the infirmary." She frowned, her upper lip starting to curl angrily. "Chuck said he'd tell me if anythin' happened..." she shook her head and stood up abruptly. "I don't care what he said, I'm goin' ta see my brother."
Rogue stood and shut the t.v. off as Ghost stalked toward the elevator to get to the lower levels. "Hey wait! How do yah know he ain't back in his room sleepin'?"
Ghost turned, eyes narrowed. "I already checked." she smirked slightly and kept walking.
"I'll go with you." Rogue said, catching up to a very determined Ghost.
She glanced at Rogue, nodding. "You gotta be careful. I can't make you invisible too."
Rogue just nodded at Ghost and the two of them went quietly into the elevator.
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Getting To Know You
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"I've scanned his brain and it's confirmed that there *is* a chip there, but it's not the same one from before. That one was indeed removed previously." Hank told Professor Xavier, Ororo, and Logan as they were gathered in the infirmary.
Logan closed his eyes for a second and sighed, rubbing the side of his head. He was sitting on the bed with his feet over the side, trying to gather everything that was being said. "So...in plain english that would mean what Hank?"
The Doctor scratched his furry blue chin, shifting his weight to the side. "It appears that the old chip had a back-up incase it was removed or destroyed. With further analysis I've concluded that the back-up chip was undetectable by any medical equipment until it was activated. And it is now activated."
Professor Xavier leaned back in his wheelchair, his hands steepled in front of him with both elbows on the armrests. "Who could have activated it?" he questioned thoughtfully. "The lab was destroyed."
Logan growled, his grip tightening on the side of the bed.
"What if there was enough of the laboratory left to be salvaged?" Ororo spoke up, just as curious in the matter as the others.
"That may be a possibility..." Charles replied slowly, deep in thought.
Logan looked up. "What do we do now?"
"We'll need to remove the chip tonight."
"Agreed." Hank added. "Using an electric pulse directed at the site of the chip, we should be able to effectively remove it."
Professor Xavier raised his head. "Logan?"
He nodded. "Jus' get rid of it." he grumbled, frustated. After all this time...why now?
Ororo put a hand on Logan's shoulder. "Good luck my friend." she smiled at him sympathetically and started to back out of the room with a glance toward Charles and Hank. "I'll leave you two to your medical work."
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Professor Xavier, Hank, and Logan had moved into the lab for the procedure. Logan was laying down on a table, with a large and intimidating machine hovering just over his head.
Hank offered a kind smile. "Don't worry, this shouldn't take long." He got behind the machine and punched in some buttons on the key pad. A robotic arm-like piece of the machine shifted over Logan's head, positioning itself so that it was aimed at a certain portion of his skull.
Charles sat in his chair by Logan's side, explaining what they were about to do. "Once Hank starts up the machine, you may feel some pain in the area where the pulse is assigned to penetrate the skull and destroy the chip. You might also black out, but that's perfectly normal since this procedure is very draining."
Logan just nodded, trying to clear his head and relax.
"Logan, would you like a sedative before we start?" Charles asked in a sincere tone. "Hank can give you the correct dosage to compensate for your healing factor."
He shook his head. "No, it's alright Chuck. Let's just get on with it."
Xavier started to wheel away from the table, to keep a safe distance away while the electric pulse was about to be activated.
"Here we go." Hank told them both, punching in more buttons and putting some goggles over his eyes.
Logan gripped the side of the table, closing his eyes tightly. The next thing he knew, there was a sort of buzzing sound, a shot of pain, then only blackness.
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Ghost sat atop her bed, unable to sleep. She hugged her knees close to her chest, rocking back and forth. continuing to glance at the clock. She thought about what Professor Xavier had told her, and shown her of the Weapon X program. She was angry for what they did to mutants, for what they did to her brother. She closed her eyes, wondering what was going on down in the infirmary. 'I wonder if that 'chip' thing is back in Logan's head?' she thought to herself.
Unable to sit there any longer and not sleep, Ghost hopped off her bed and made her way to the door, fading so that she could pass through it instead of using the knob.
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Rogue was down stairs in the rec room, watching t.v. and finding herself also plagued with insomnia. She seemed to be feeling that alot lately. She flipped through the channels lazily, not watching anything particular for more than a few seconds.
Rogue heard a noise and sat straight up on the couch, her eyes wide awake and alert as they darted around the room. "Who's there?" she called out, her deep southern drawl notable.
A figure of a person started to form behind the couch and she squinted her eyes as a familiar girl dressed in shorts and a tank top appeared fully. "Ghost?"
"Hey." she replied quietly.
"Yah scared me fer a second there. What's goin' on?" Rogue noticed the concerned expression on the other girl's face.
Ghost sighed, flopping down on the couch, opposite Rogue. Rogue had become more of a friend to her than anyone else in the mansion since she'd been there. They both had a lot in common, and it wasn't just music. The two of them were outsiders, outsiders among other outsiders. Ghost leaned back on the couch, looking down. "I dunno." she said bitterly, more angry than she intended. She let out another heavy sigh. "Somethin'...in Logan's head. Chuck was explainin' it to me before, it hasta do with Weapon X."
Rogue frowned, knowing that she had grown closer to Logan over time, and a bit of concern was welling up in her stomach. "Is he okay?"
Ghost shrugged. "I dunno. I haven't seen him since they took him to the infirmary." She frowned, her upper lip starting to curl angrily. "Chuck said he'd tell me if anythin' happened..." she shook her head and stood up abruptly. "I don't care what he said, I'm goin' ta see my brother."
Rogue stood and shut the t.v. off as Ghost stalked toward the elevator to get to the lower levels. "Hey wait! How do yah know he ain't back in his room sleepin'?"
Ghost turned, eyes narrowed. "I already checked." she smirked slightly and kept walking.
"I'll go with you." Rogue said, catching up to a very determined Ghost.
She glanced at Rogue, nodding. "You gotta be careful. I can't make you invisible too."
Rogue just nodded at Ghost and the two of them went quietly into the elevator.
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