Mutant High Issue 2: A Hard Lesson

[Caros]

Alchemist chuckled a little, listening otherwise silently to the suggestions and addendums to his plan. He was never much one to listen, so this at least could be considered an act of will on his part. Finally though, he piped up, voice ringing through the back and forth of the other students. "I already know where we can go where civilians won't be a problem. At least, they won't be unless the city has changed a lot in the last few years."

"As far as telling the teachers goes, we do that we kiss this plan goodbye. Cyclops won't pin me down, but he definately won't let me get out of here without an x-men guard following me at ten feet." He paused before adding finally. "We do this right, the lot of you can stand right by my side and they're just gonna think you're a bunch of humans."

He pushed off the work bench, crossing the room to open his dresser, withdrawing a school uniform. Not the Xavier institute uniform, but a New York city boarding house uniform. "I'll make you each a uniform, then meet you at the school. Even if they're watching me, they'll just see me head into the city and meet some teenagers that they've never seen before."

Setting the garment down, he regarded the group as a whole before giving a single sigh. "Regardless of what happens here, I'm going. If they catch me, I've got a way of... making sure, that they can't make me do what they want. I know I can't expect you guys to help, I probably wouldn't." He laughed then, a single quick bleat of amusement. "Who knows, its New York, maybe spider-man will cover my ass."

 

[Relique du Madde]

"I didn't say I was against your plan, I only said it's nice an convoluted. However, considering I'm a flier, I think you gotta be crazy if you expect me to crawl 8 miles through a tunnel so I could hitch hike to Manhattan." Miranda sighed. "But since one one else here could fly, I guess I have to walk."

After a moment, Miranda glanced over to Pyro and gave him her most seductive smile, "However, if Pyro is going to join us I don't think we would have to worry too much about walking since I doubt Cyclops would mind it if Pyro and I decided to call a cab, or a limo, to take us into town for dinner and a movie. Or at least, I doubt he send someone to follow Pyro and I if we said we were going to do just that. Anyways, you don't worry, I'm not one of those twisted bitches who likes to twist a knife in a guy's heart by making false promises and welshing on them. If things turn out favorable, I do intend to take you to see a show or to eat dinner afterwards."

She glances towards Alchemist, "Honestly, Nicholas, I doubt Spiderman would even help you, since you're not his type. From what I hear he only saves blonds, red heads and lost kitties."

 

[Shayuri]

"Has it occurred to you that maybe you'd kiss the plan goodbye, because it's a -bad- plan?" Astrid persists. "And that maybe, just maybe, Cyclops knows just a little bit more than you about this kind of thing?"


"Seriously. This looks bad. It feels bad. We really need to think about this."

 

[Victim]

-Auditorium- (Temper, Eric, Fury, Jubilee)

Jubilee shook her head at Temper's response to Eric, standing nearby "I hate to say it, babe, but you sound more robotic than that cyborg that attacked us yesterday. I'm not trying to be mean, it's just that you talk like you haven't had regular human (or mutant) contact for years, I think that's what gets everyone. You're overly analytical, treat everything like logic's all that matters, and everything should be debated.

You're a teenager in a highschool, girl, not a scientist or a politician!"

Temper steps foward aggressively. "Well, of course that would be true if I internalized that belief. Why should I accept a pointlessly self limiting attitude? Is it working well for you? You don't think that people around our age have ruled, have discovered things, have fought, have raised families? The social role of 'teenager' is a rather recent development, relatively speaking. All of the advantages of modern society, and you aspire to be less capable than people hundreds of ago? I think we could do a lot more than waiting around to be molded by society."

"Critical thinking is required to defend one's self from propaganda and other cheap emotional manipulation. People have been disarmed by inadequate education and don't even know how vulnerable they are. Did you ever wonder about the origins of anti-mutant hysteria? Or ever truly consider anything? Or is that kind of thought and reflection also outside the purview of someone our age?"

 

[kirinke]

"Has it occurred to you that maybe you'd kiss the plan goodbye, because it's a -bad- plan?" Astrid persists. "And that maybe, just maybe, Cyclops knows just a little bit more than you about this kind of thing?"


"Seriously. This looks bad. It feels bad. We really need to think about this."

Serena nods in agreement. "I know my plan is probably convoluted. So let's simplify it. We know they'll come again for you. So, instead of leaving, let's prepare for it. We haven't even trained together as a team yet and without knowing exactly what our powers are and how they mesh with each other is plenty dangerous, especially since whoever they do send after you is gonna be well-versed in teamwork." she shook her head. "Going up against experienced mutants who know how to use their powers and negate yours without preparing for it isn't what I'd call smart." she pointed her finger at him.

"And it stands to reason they won't be alone. Just because they are mutants doesn't mean they have to use their powers. Tranq guns work wonders on some folk I hear."

 

[Caros]

"I'm not going to say I know more about planning than the professor... Just that he has a lot of things to consider that I don't, for good and for bad." He turned, digging into his closet for a large bolt of black cloth propped up in one corner. "I do get your points though. I know its dangerous and I'm probably all wrong on what to expect. Hell, five bucks says Magneto shows up and hits me with the brooklyn bridge."

Fingers stroked across the cloth as he spoke, the fabric folding in his hands, warping to take on the shape of several of the 'uniforms' he had shown them, color draining from parts to leave them bleached white, while the overcoats remained dark save for a crest over the breast pocket. "The whole thing seems a little crazy, a lot crazy." His hands continued to work, folding the garments as they came from the bolt, setting them atop his work bench. "It just feels right. I know I have to get ahead of these people, bloody thier noses, and I know they don't think much of me."

Setting down the last of the uniforms, he pushed the bolt of cloth back into his closet. "There is a uniform for each of you here, has your name where the tag should be." He gave a weak little chuckle. "Yes girls I know your weight and sizes. If it makes you feel better I also know you are 63 percent oxygen, 18 percent carbon, 0.2 percent sulfer... et cetera." He frowned. "You know in retrospect I think that is actually more creepy."

Shaking the thought from his head, he moved to his nightstand, plucking a picture frame containing a picture of him and a smiling young girl. "I'll be around the front doors of the school at 5:30." Starting for the door he stopped one last time, nodding to his workbench. "There are a pair of letters in there. Can one of you make sure the teachers get them to deliver? They're important."

 

[ShaggySpellsword]

Xi'an smiles at Kitty's enthusiasm.

"Well...I'm in, but I do think it wouldn't be a bad thing to find a way to get in contact with some teachers if we find ourselves way over our heads...because we probably will. Without much in the way of functioning telepaths here at school...that might be tough. Anyone know Professor Summers's cell phone number?"

 

[kirinke]

Serena scowled. "Alright. I'm in. I still think this is monumentally stupid and we're probably gonna get creamed by these guys, but heck if I'm gonna let you idiots go in this alone." she looked around Alchemists room of gizmos.

"You by chance have any kind of tracking devices here? If you do we can leave the teachers with a real means of locating us if things get real dicey."

Everything in her screamed. DUMB, STUPID, MORON, STAY HERE DAG BLAST IT.... But it was either let him go alone and get captured for sure, or go with and give the nimrod a fighting chance. Hopefully, this would teach him and them to stay put. If they survived it.

A sudden thought came to her. "Hay, I just got here. How the heck did you get that information about my size and weight?" she said suspiciously, a faint sheen of electricity flickering over her. "And how do we know if you're the real Alchemist anyway? You could be a shapeshifter, trying to lure us away from the school. Alchemist could already be captured."

 

[Caros]

Alchemist raised a hand, as if to ward off the little jolts of electricity that flashed over the girl. "Same way I know the chemical composition of your body. Its an extension to my primary power. I'm unconciously aware of all the elements around me... but with a little focus I can zero in on those, get an exact number. Its what allows me to do fine manipulation like the cloths." He tried a disarming smile her way as he added. "And if any shapeshifter could do what I do, I don't know why they'd need me to begin with."

"My cell phone has GPS." He moved to his desk, scrawling one last note. "And a panic button. Give this one to the instructors too if you would, that way they'll know how to find me once I turn it on."

 

[Relique du Madde]

Telepaths? That's it! "WAIT GUYS! I have an Idea, an idea so perfect that we should call ourselves X-Force if we try it out and it works to our advantage. We won't need to set up an elabrate trap and we won't have to worry about Nicolas being captured and we won't even have to go over our teacher's heads if we don't want to." Miranda got a gitty as she hopped up off the bed. "All it requires is for us to hook myself into Cerebro and maybe have someone reconfigure it."

"From what I hear Cerebro is able to target into people's by enhancing one's telepathic abilities so it could target someone's bio rhythms or something and it also filters out people using their genetic code right? But what if we don't need a telepath to make it work? After all, if it targets someone's bio rhythms then it might be possible that it ACTUALLY can lock onto something different, but similar in concept, like bio-kenetic energy (assuming they are different things). If that's the case then all we need is someone who can sense bio-kenetic energy and things are all chocolate." She glances around. "Luckily, we do have someone that is able to do just that...." She points to herself and grinned, "Me."

"If we can reconfigure Cerebra to do that, then we can theoretically lock onto Quicksilver and Nightcrawler and that Kid to see where their base of operations and single them out secret forces style. We would also get intel on how many mutants are working along side them in their immediate vicinity though unfortunately, we won't know who they are. We also can include the teachers in a raid if there are too many combatants in the area. so what do you say?"