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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 9, 2018 11:54:21 GMT -5
(*claims Gambit*)
(*notices strong personal bias towards X-men*)
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Mar 9, 2018 15:13:25 GMT -5
(No promises as to when I'll be replying, but it will be - hopefully - before the end of the day!
you'd love the gifted!)
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Mar 9, 2018 15:24:58 GMT -5
Gwen eyed the fries as Laura slid them across the table toward her. She felt her stomach growling at the site. Frankly, she wasn't much a fan of french fries, but at this point, she couldn't even remember the last time she had eaten. The night prior maybe? She had been on the way to the food bank after all, before she was chased. But the thing was, is she had almost gotten used to the way it felt to be hungry. And she almost welcomed it. It made her feel more alert. However, she could feel herself growing a little weaker, albeit numb to the hunger. Besides, the smell of food around her made the senses a bit overwhelming.
She reached out to grab a fry and began to nibble on it. Even at such a small taste, she could already feel her stomach coming to life with hunger. That was another problem. After not eating for so long, the feeling went away. But at a first bite back, it always came ravenously as if she had never eaten before. She pushed the hunger aside. "Thank you," She said finishing the fry. She wanted more, but she wanted to hear what Laura had to say first. The first question seemed easy enough, although it was still a bit more information than she would have liked to give out. "Gwen," She said.
All the while, she hadn't noticed the van pull up nor the people walking towards the restaurant.
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 9, 2018 15:25:57 GMT -5
(I've seen some of it, but I've been watching the Netflix shows and AOS instead.)
(Also, I really shouldn't add anything else distracting to my plate)
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 9, 2018 15:48:38 GMT -5
"Okay. Thank you. All I know about what happened is that your parents were killed by Inhumans. You probably know more, but that's not important right now. Why they were killed is of a little more consequence; they were killed for information they possessed. Where it really starts to get interesting is who. The group that ordered the hit is a group of Inhumans, located in Russia. Now, I don't know this for certain, but I'm pretty sure that A: you'd like to get to the bottom of this, and B: you have no way of getting to Russia. So, that being the case, I'd like to—"
Laura broke off. She could hear the squeak of the hinges and the high-pitched noise back in the kitchen announcing to the staff that somebody had just walked in. More troubling was the smell of gun oil and steel, with a faint hint of black powder.
"Dammit," she muttered, reaching a hand around behind her and grasping the handle of the Sig Sauer she'd brought with and splaying her right foot out to the side.
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Mar 9, 2018 15:59:21 GMT -5
"I know they were killed by inhumans." Gwen spat back as Laura spoke. She felt her temper rising. She wanted to know why. Why were they killed by inhumans? What did her parents ever do wrong? All they had done was ever loved and cared for her. They worked normal jobs. They were normal. They all were. She sat back in the chair, trying to calm herself. The inhumans were not. And neither was Laura. It made it hard for Gwen to trust that. She continued to listen as Laura explained what she knew, but it only continued to raise Gwen's temper. What had her parents known that made the inhumans come after them? Her parents would never keep secrets from her. And how would they have had any connection to anyone in Russia? She had so many questions, and yes, more than anything she wanted to get to the bottom of this and go after whoever killed her parents. Was that what Laura was about to offer? Before she was able to finish, her voice was cut off. She sound of a gun rang through the air. Gwen's eyes widened. What was happening? She watched as Laura pulled a gun out herself. Gwen stood and ducked behind the table, keeping her eye on the kitchen and Laura.
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 9, 2018 16:17:29 GMT -5
The first bullet caught Laura in the left shoulder, destroying the socket and sending bone fragments through her chest. The second caught her in the carotid, resulting in a sheet of blood spraying onto the window next to her.
She extended the claw in her right foot and swept it inwards, slicing neatly through the table's center support as she brought her left knee up, hitting the bottom of the table with enough force to flip it onto the end. Bullets thudded into it, but they were firing .45 ACP. If you hit somebody with that, it's going to make a pretty big hole, but while it had stopping power, it did not have penetrating power. The 9mm Parabellum rounds she had in the Sig would have gone through the table and whoever was behind it. Laura slammed her foot into the glass, shattering it, and clasped her neck with her left hand. Sure, the blood would regenerate, but she really didn't need to be woozy at this moment. "Get to the Porsche! NOW!" she roared at Gwen, standing up. Lining up the sights on the head of the first one, she squeezed the trigger twice, then swung her arm slightly to the left and double tapped another. Well, at least it wasn't ninjas. Ninjas were the worst.
As they stopped to reload, she kicked at what had, moments ago, been a table, then shot the closer one in both kneecaps. He really should have looked for some cover, like the other man, crouched behind a booth. She laid down a hail of bullets to cover Gwen's retreat, then started her own, hitting the slide release lever. As the magazine clattered to the ground, she rammed home a new one, quickly chambering a round as pain seared through her ankle. She turned around and shot the offending would-be assassin three times in the chest. No body armor. Well, that was stupid of them.
Turning to take another step, her foot went down farther than it should have. Looking down, she noticed that she was walking on the bottom of the tibia and fibula. Her foot was trailing behind her leg.
"And this was shaping up to be such a nice day," she muttered, hopping the rest of the way to the car as ligaments and tendons reattached themselves, bones popping back into place. Man, was that a weird feeling.
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Mar 9, 2018 16:24:36 GMT -5
Gwen could only stare in horror as Laura took all the bullets. That many and she should have been dead, or at least down for the count. She hardly even seemed to be in pain. She found herself frozen and unable to move. She had been caught in fire before- when her parents died, but she had been able to get away. Now, she felt trapped. She didn't want her life to end in the same way that her parents had- with a bullet. She was only taken out of her frozen stance when she heard Laura's voice break through. Get to the Porsche! Now! There was no hesitation. She was snapped out of it and quickly running towards the entrance that she had come through. No longer was she thinking about the hunger that she had felt moments ago. Now, she found herself running for her life. She made her way to the car, looking back only once she reached it to make sure that Laura was following. Her heart was racing a mile a minute.
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 9, 2018 16:47:06 GMT -5
Laura yanked open the door and got in the car. Sticking the key into the ignition, she started the car, then pressed the clutch, slamming it into first and flooring it as she pulled on the seatbelt, letting the acceleration shut her door for her. She emptied the clip at the back of the van as the Charger disappeared around the back of the building, evidently in hot pursuit. Laura cranked the wheel to the left, then quickly back to the right, slaloming out of the parking lot and shifting again, going 35 by the time she hit the street. The Charger was faster and had better acceleration, but the Porsche was much more nimble. Taking advantage of that fact, she threw the wheel to the left, ducking down an alley, then back to the right. A few streets later, she’d reached the highway. The Charger had the advantage here, but Laura had put enough space between them to buy her a little time. Weaving in an out of traffic, she finally came to an empty stretch of road as the needle hit 150. Putting her knee on the wheel to steward she reached behind her and flipped open the latches on the case, revealing a partially assembled M4 carbine resting in a bed of foam. Laura snapped the plastic grip in place around the barrel, then slotted the lower receiver into the upper, rotating it up and rocking it into place. Slamming a magazine into the receptor, she racked back the charging bolt. The weapon was now hot. She slammed it into Gwen’s chest. “Hold this. When I ask, give it back, and be ready to grab the wheel and steer,” she said, placing her hands back on the wheel and dropping her left foot down to the brake pedal, ready to press it.
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Mar 9, 2018 17:39:48 GMT -5
Bucky:
Bucky watched Alyona battle the soldiers coming their way and fought them off as well, all the while trying to keep his friend shielded. He knew she was capable of protecting herself, but he also knew she wasn't in the best shape and wouldn't admit it. "Listen to Steve," he shouted as he heard the others begin to argue. "The Skull wants to tear us apart. Keep a clear mind and remember why we came here!" Ha. As if that was so simple. Even as the others argued, he knew what they were feeling. Why would anyone want to save a man who had once been programmed to kill? Why would anyone want to save... the Winter Soldier? For a brief moment, he let his hands fall to his sides and he looked over at Alyona. The others had believed that he could change - but when it came to Borya, they'd never given him a chance. Even Bucky'd been the one to kill him.
"But it's true, isn't it?" he murmured in the midst of battle. "We've all got our ghosts... But we overcome them." He managed a smile, only for it to turn into a frown. Alyona was holding her side and new blood was starting to seep through her fingers. He quickly lifted his arm to whack off a bot and then turned back to her. "You're hurt," he said, putting his hand over hers. "Let me see." He searched her eyes, concerned. We need to get out of here, now. And then, Daisy opened up a hole in the floor. "I guess that's are way out?"
Cap:
"That's right," Steve shouted over the fighting in response to Natasha, glancing briefly over at the Black Widow before knocking one of the heads off of the bots that came his way. "We leave no one behind. That's an order." He continued to fight off the soldiers, but they just kept on coming. He looked over at the others, wondering how long they could keep this up, and then the ground crumbled at Daisy's feet and she and Grey disappeared into the hole left behind. At the confirmation of Grey from below, Steve waved on the others. "Come on, guys! This is our way to Borya. We have to go now!" He'd be the last one to jump.
Logan:
Logan let his claws slice through a few more bots and then he jumped down the hole after the others, landing steadily on his feet. He let out a whistle and looked around at his surroundings. If you couldn't go through the soldiers, apparently going beneath them was another option. "So, what exactly are you?" he asked, catching up with Daisy, his claws sliding back into the flesh of his hands. He brushed off his shirt; all his cuts were healed, but he was still covered in stains of red. He lifted an casual eyebrow at her, and drawled, "Some sort of... quake?"
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Mar 9, 2018 17:40:51 GMT -5
(night; understandable XD)
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 9, 2018 20:16:43 GMT -5
Daisy glanced over at Logan. “Kind of. I mean, it’s a bit of an oversimplification; I can control vibrations.” She began picking her way through the rubble, following Grey, who had just let out a low whistle.
“Well, this room definitely isn’t what we were looking for, but damn. That’s a lot of cash reserves.” Sitting in front of him were a couple dozen duffel bags, each easily containing $5 million. “Don’t mind if I do...” he mused, tossing one over his shoulder. “Unless you have objections to me stealing money from a mass murdering Nazi, that is.” This was going to be great. With that much cash, he could buy a Warhawk and a Mustang, and still a couple million left. Or...
He grabbed a second bag. 10 mil. Easily enough for a P-38. “Well, this is shaping up to be a rather nice day.”
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Mar 10, 2018 8:05:35 GMT -5
Logan:
He raised his eyebrows, lips pursed with interest. "Ah, I see," he said, walking alongside her, eyes flickering around the room. "But you're not one of me, are you? Not a mutant? I'd be able to tell..." His eyes slid back to her, but she was no longer looking at him. Still, he continued to talk. "Are you one of them Inhumans--?" And then his eyes fell upon the money. Without waiting for a reply from Daisy, despite still being curious, he walked over towards the duffle bags. His eyes lit up. It wasn't every day you landed upon a room stashed with free cash. He wasn't sure what he'd do with the money - when you'd been around as long as he had, you learned that the money wasn't really useful for settling down or buying nice things that would just sit around - but he could get a motorcycle, maybe use it as a bartering piece if ever need be. Eh, it didn't really matter. It was free. With a shrug to himself, he picked up one of the bags.
Cap:
When everyone had managed their way down into the hole, Steve followed suit. He coughed into his elbow, clearing his lungs from the dust, and then came up behind Grey. "The money doesn't belong to us," he said, crossing his arms across his chest. "We need to turn it over. Not to the Skull - I'm sure he stole the money same as you are trying to do right now - but to the authorities." He gazed around the room. "Logan, you too."
"I thought you were on the run or something. How are you going to hand it over to the authorities?"
Steve ignored Logan's question. "We're not taking the money," he said. "We don't need another reason to be on the run - from anyone. We're a rescue mission, not a heist. Logan, can you pick up Borya's scent?"
Logan let the bag drop to his feet, a slight growl rising beneath his breath, and then inhaled. It was dusty and filled with the strong stench of money, blood, and must, but past all that he could smell something stronger - death. He looked back to Steve and pointed down the hall. "That way."
"Is he right?" Steve asked, looking from Logan to Alyona. "You know the way better than we do."
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 10, 2018 8:21:07 GMT -5
(Got it. Just like my post when you’re done, would you?)
(Also, for the first time ever: YOU tell YOUR sister to reply.)
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Mar 10, 2018 8:31:19 GMT -5
(Okay xD)
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Mar 10, 2018 8:38:39 GMT -5
(Hey, I've had some thing I got to attend to xD I'll reply in a couple hours- I don't like replying on mobile xD)
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 10, 2018 8:43:04 GMT -5
“Cap, you’re just crushing my hopes and dreams here, man,” Grey groaned as he dumped both of the duffel bags on the floor. “And I kind of have to side with Logan here. I mean, shouldn’t we at least get a finder’s fee? There’s gotta be at least $150 million in here, so I should get at 10%, right? And then Logan gets some because honestly, he’s kind of scary.”
Daisy rolled her eyes. “You’re just going to buy an old WW2 fighter with it, aren’t you.”
“...maybe. But in my defense, the P-38 Lightning is literally the best airplane ever, and I’ll still have two million left afterwards that I can, I dunno, give to African orphans?” He looked hopefully at the captain.
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 10, 2018 8:44:42 GMT -5
(Hey, I've had some thing I got to attend to xD I'll reply in a couple hours- I don't like replying on mobile xD) (I just really wanted to comment on that role reversal.) (Also, Laura’s about to hose down a Charger with an automatic weapon.) (At some point, I want to see Laura do a team-up with Logan and Bucky and they're all arguing about who can assassinate the bad guy first and then they have like a competition or something.) |
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#a8d1ff
The Ancient One
Name Colour
pumpkin pie
what if i fall? but my dear, what if you fly?
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Post by pumpkin pie on Mar 10, 2018 10:08:58 GMT -5
(Haha, ya I know- just joking around. I was just started reading a book yesterday and I want to try and finish it lol but I was actually out and about xD
And that sounds cool!)
Gwen hardly had anytime to sit down before Laura slammed out of the parking lot and out onto the street. Her eyes were still wide with fear as she was pushed back into the seat and holding on for dear life with the momentum. With shaking hands, she pulled the seatbelt over her and clicked it in. Looking over at Laura, she didn't understand how she could be so poised and ready- and so...was it calm? She couldn't tell. But either way, she seemed very well to be in-tuned with the moment like nothing else in the world mattered but what she was doing now. Gwen could only hold her breath as the car maneuvered this way and then that, and then even more so as Laura let her knees drive and fumbled around behind her. Was that even safe? She didn't have time to ponder on the fact however because only moments later, she had a weapon resting in her arms. She had never held a weapon before and the thing felt heavy in her arms. She was only slightly thankful when Laura noted that it wasn't for her to use, however, she still felt a bit of pressure knowing that Laura was counting on her to do whatever it was that she was about to. "Ok," She finally managed, speaking for the first time since they got into the car. If this was how she was going to be kept alive...so be it.
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Mar 10, 2018 10:21:16 GMT -5
Cap:
Steve let out a satisfied sigh of relief when Grey let the bags drop to the floor. Sure, he was the captain here, but not everyone was so keen to listen to him - especially when they weren't so used to being bossed around by a soldier who'd been out of the world for 70 years and was still stuck on old-fashioned ways. "Sorry, Grey," he said, giving the pilot a not-so-sorry look. "But it just ain't right." He then turned away from both Logan and Grey and mumbled under his breath, "But if you take anything when I'm not watching, I suppose there's nothing I can do to stop you..." He walked across the room towards the opening that Logan had motioned to. "The rest... I'll have Tony Stark come pick it up when we've got this place cleared. The government trusts him, and I know it would clear his conscious a little, giving the money to the people and countries we've hurt. Money won't change the past or their grief, but at least they can rebuild. And-" he looked over his shoulder at Grey, the edges of his lips curling up "-any extra can be donated to the less fortunate, including the orphans."
Logan:
Logan grinned in Grey's direction, teeth flashing. "And you better not forget it, bub," he said. He reached down after Cap's speech and quickly slid a wad of bills into his pocket. He wouldn't take any more than that, though. He knew he'd done a fair amount of damage over the years, so the rest would be his little (well, actually, it was a lot more than 'a little') donation to the greater good. "Can't all be good men like you, Cap," he muttered under his breath.
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Mar 10, 2018 10:24:03 GMT -5
(Night; that would be great, haha.)
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 10, 2018 10:42:58 GMT -5
Laura
Laura went around a semi truck, then swerved in front of it and stomped on the brake. Putting her knee on the wheel, she took the M4 back from Gwen. Aiming to her left, she waited for the Charger to go shooting past. As it did, she depressed the trigger, spraying the offending vehicle with bullets. A spiderweb of cracks appeared in the windows, but they held firm. Bulletproof glass. She grabbed Gwen's left leg and lifted it over the center console, pressing it down into the gas pedal, then similarly placed Gwen's left hand onto the steering wheel.
"Drive," Laura said, unbuckling her seatbelt. Pushing off the floor, she braced a foot on the dashboard and flipped into the back seat, ejecting the magazine and inserting a new one as she turned around, crouching in the back of the 911. The Charger had slowed down, trying to get back to her, and as they passed it, she dropped the weapon and lunged out at the white muscle car as they passed it.
Grabbing the top of the door, Laura neatly flipped onto the top of the car. Digging in her rear claws, she sliced a triangular hole through the roof, then slid rearward and dropped into the back seat, retracting her claws. They could be tricky in a confined space like this. As the man on her left drew a gun, she turned, broke his nose, and took the gun, sticking it under her right arm and double-tapping the man behind her. Extending the claw in her right foot, she slashed the supports for the passenger seat, and it reclined to its full extent. Yanking the man backwards, she wrapped a seatbelt around his leg and threw him out of the hole in the roof, leaving him to dangle on the back window.
Moving forwards, she stabbed the driver in the wrist. When he reflexively grabbed it and howled in pain, she flashed out her left hand and slashed through the hinges for the door. Simultaneously pulling the handle and slamming her shoulder into the man, she sent him and the door tumbling down the road and slid into the driver's seat. Pressing the pedal to the floor, she cut off a length of the seatbelt, tying it to the bottom of the steering wheel, and pulling up along the right side of the Porsche. Leaning out of the Charger, she leaped, tugging at the seatbelt. This yanked the steering wheel to the right, and the Charger swerved to the right, hitting the guardrail and cartwheeling down the interstate.
Laura was holding onto the top of the door, her feet dangling down. Grabbing Gwen's headrest, she heaved herself into the car, then clambered over the center console, returning to her seat.
"Okay. I've got it now," she said, placing her hands on the steering wheel and moving Gwen's leg back to her side of the car. Depressing the brake pedal, she slowed down to a more appropriate speed, given that they were no longer being pursued.
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 10, 2018 11:09:38 GMT -5
Daisy and Grey
"…but airplanes are expensive."
Daisy rolled her eyes. "The man said no, Grey."
"I know. I'm just complaining at this point. On that note, this is the most ethical stealing can possibly be, and Stark's already a multi-billionaire, so if he really wanted to do that, I'm pretty sure he could just give them money directly. Gah! Why must you be so morally incorruptible, Cap?" He sighed and began walking down the hall, and heard a slight groan from behind one of the doors.
"I think I found them. This one sounds like sadness and human misery," he said, pointing towards the door in question. "Daisy?"
"On it," she replied, strolling forwards. Putting her hand on the door, she sent a pulse through it, and shook the hinges apart. The door dropped a few fractions of an inch, then fell outwards, narrowly missing the pair of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.
"After you. I insist," Grey said, gesturing towards the room.
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Mar 10, 2018 11:54:54 GMT -5
Cap:
Steve took one last look around the room and then followed after the others down the hall. Whatever Logan had been able to smell before was now even noticeable to his nose - and he didn't like it. He stood back after Daisy'd knocked down the door and he braced himself for what was hiding within. Although the stench was nothing pretty, he prayed to God that whoever was in there was alive. No more deaths. Not even someone like Boyra.
Logan:
Logan had met a lot of powerful mutants in his life, and, although he was still pretty sure the S.H.I.E.L.D agent was not a mutant, she was still ranked highly on his list of powerful beings. He watched the door crumble in on itself and then peered into the darkness. His claws slid out in preparation for the worst.
Bucky:
He had killed the man once when it had seemed like the only way out - and he didn't really like him and would have preferred not to encounter him again - but for the sake of Alyona and the hope that men could change, he wanted the man to be alive. She had lost her brother in more ways than one, and he didn't want her to have to go through that again. He followed the others down the hall and waited as Daisy broke down the door.
(Now we should probably wait for Tals, haha)
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 10, 2018 11:59:05 GMT -5
(yeah...)
(If you want to claim another X-Man, I’d be happy to do something with Gambit. I’d suggest Rogue, given their history, but I don’t actually care.)
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Mar 10, 2018 12:16:05 GMT -5
(I'll have to think about it.
I try to keep my characters down to a minimum, haha.)
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 10, 2018 12:21:22 GMT -5
(Just let me know)
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Mar 10, 2018 18:10:33 GMT -5
(I'm not really sure about their history. I read about Rogue a bit in my encyclopedia, but otherwise I only know her from the movies.
If I did Rogue, it would more be my interpretation from that. But I was also thinking I could rp Thunderbird.
Still, I'm not sure I want to add another character. I might have to sleep on this one XD)
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Post by Πιghtωιηg on Mar 10, 2018 18:13:06 GMT -5
(I... don’t actually have any idea who that is)
(Take your time.)
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#f0a9e4
Name Colour
Captain Americat
"Don't frown, someone could be falling in love with your smile." - Teen Wolf
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Post by Captain Americat on Mar 10, 2018 18:18:45 GMT -5
(He's the brother of Warpath, if that makes any difference, haha. But I'm no expert on his character XD
Thanks (: )
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