X-Men/X-Changed, Issue1: Trial By Fire

[Keia]

14:47
Danny Rand's place

"Sorry . . . someone's . . . you . . . guess . . . hurt . . . do."

Brandon only heard bits of Danny's shout through the apartment, the music from his player pounding in his ears. He put his feet down and removed the earphones, looking around for what the problem was.

After a brief explanation, Brandon shrugged, puzzled by the tone and phrasing that Danny used. "If you think I should talk to someone I don't have a problem with it," Brandon told Danny. 'Danny hasn't steered me wrong, yet. Without him, I'd probably be in jail - or worse,' he thought. Brandon looked in the mirror to make certain his shades were covering his eyes, then looked to Angela to see if she was going. He didn't indicate whether she should or not, letting the decision be completely up to her.

 

[Radiant]

-Jake French
15:16
Museum of Archeology in New York

"The guys name is Xavier. Charlie or so if I remember right. And don't you think we old people can't cut it anymore."
With that paps hangs up and you are left to wonder what will happen next.

-80 minutes later:
So far you haven't heard more from either that general or your grandfather and everybody was able to work without interuption. Then one of the workers calls to you.
"Hey Jake there's a visitor for you."
He points to a young man in his twenties, dressed in simply jeans and a grey shirt. The one thing you notice are the dark red sunglasses he is wearing even inside the museum. Looks like one of those wanabes, probably even wears them at night.

 

[Radiant]

-Mistress Mind
time unknown
the inside of an emergency room

There was a sound that wakened you. You have no idea what it was but somehow the vgue memory is unerving. The blinding while lights shine into your face but around you it is deathly silent. The wounds from the gunshots still hurt but they don't slow you down anymore. Then you lift your head you see that the room is empty. the door is open and softly swings. Then you lift your head you see the huge window into the meigboring room is broken as if somebody had been thrown through it. Next you see some blood around the shards, maybe somebody was.
With an effort you push yourself into a sitting position. Behind s ilver table you see a foot and the end of a green operating coat and you are quite sure that there is a lying body attached to it. There is also a small pool of blood spreading from under that table.

 

[Verbatim]

-Jake French
15:16
Museum of Archeology in New York

"The guys name is Xavier. Charlie or so if I remember right. And don't you think we old people can't cut it anymore."
With that paps hangs up and you are left to wonder what will happen next.

-80 minutes later:
So far you haven't heard more from either that general or your grandfather and everybody was able to work without interuption. Then one of the workers calls to you.
"Hey Jake there's a visitor for you."
He points to a young man in his twenties, dressed in simply jeans and a grey shirt. The one thing you notice are the dark red sunglasses he is wearing even inside the museum. Looks like one of those wanabes, probably even wears them at night.

Walking towards his "guest", Jake wondered if perhaps this is one of Langford's men trying to get to him, but quickly kicked himself for being too paranoid.

~You can't go thinking everyone is out to get you...Paps said Langford could cause trouble, not that he was going to...now stick out your hand and smile like you mean it...~

Extending his hand, Jake put on his best "polite" smile and tried not to stare at the man's glasses.

~Maybe he just likes Roy Orbison...~

"Afternoon, I hear you're looking for me."

 

[Dark Nemesis]

14:47
Danny Rand's place

She, too, trusted Danny, so when he said that there was someone that they should meet, she nods in assent. The way he worded his statement was unusual, though, and she raised her eyebrows at it. It was probably the bald, wheelchair bound man that she had seen him talking to earlier.

When Brandoon gets up to go outside, she follows him, wondering what they were going to talk to him about.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Mistress Mind: Human/Female (PL8)

Mistress Mind looks upon the room with open disdain ad slight confusion, it wasn’t often that she was called upon with no threat was present.

Using the power of her mind she lifts slowly from the bed and hovers in the room as she searches the room for the sound of the noise.

OOC: Free Actions: Force Field Half Action: Flight Ready Action: Mental Blast (stun) if threatened

 

[Radiant]

-Jake French
15:17
Museum of Archeology in New York

He takes the offered hand with a warm if tired smile.
"Hi, I'm Scott Summers. I'm playing errand boy for Proffessor Charles Xavier here, we've been told you're in trouble."
He takes his sunglasses with his right hand and lifts them up a litle bit. Suddenly you can see red energy blazing behind them.
"You could say we are experts on the buisness you're grandfather mentioned."

 

[Radiant]

-Mistress Mind
time unknown
the inside of an emergency room

Floating upwars you can see that there is indeed another body lying behind the shattered window. Beside the door lies the body of a nurse, her head looks like it was hit by a truck. Suddenly the silence is brolen by the clear sound of a gunshot. It is hard to be sure within the building but you think it comes from from the floor outside. It is followed by clear, loud and not too pleasant sounding laughter.
"Dat won't work against me Monsieur."
Then you get past the door you see there where two cops on guard but both lie unconscious on the ground. At least they wheren't massacred like the surgeons and the nurse. It is quite obvious that whatever happened in that operating room was enough to scare Alicia even while not fully conscious.

 

[Radiant]

-Shadow, Phoenix, Gemini
14:50
Danny Rand's place

After a short introduction you all find yourself in the comfortable and climate controlled interior of the Xaviers limo.
"Thank you all for your time. I will try to be brief even though what I have to say is a little complicated."
He pauses to offer something to drink to everyone.
"Every one of us in here is what the media has started to call a mutant. I prefer the term gifted but that is not so important. What is important is that there are more of us every day. And most have no idea what to do, or even how to control their powers. From what I have just been told you too happened to run into Iron Fist which is a truly lucky coincidence. But not all of us are that lucky. Most have no idea to whom they should turn. That is why I created a school fory young mutants. A place there they can learn about their gifts without endangering others and there they can be among others like them and don't have to hide what they are.
I am here for two reasons. The first is that I would like every one of you to visit the school and decide for yourself if you want to join us or not."
He pauses, clearly uncomfortable with what he is about to say next.
"The second reason I am here is that I have to ask for your help in a matter that will not take much time but might very well be dangerous."

 

[Keia]

14:50
Danny Rand's place

Brandon enjoyed the luxury of the limousine, having only been in a couple of times in the past. The first was when he was recruited by certain colleges, and the second was when agents had come calling about his possible pro career. Both times he had been in a limo, he had been recruited, so Brandon wasn’t really surprised by the statements made by the bald man.

"Every one of us in here is what the media has started to call a mutant. . . . From what I have just been told you too happened to run into Iron Fist which is a truly lucky coincidence . . . A place there they can learn about their gifts without endangering others and there they can be among others like them and don't have to hide what they are. I am here for two reasons. The first is that I would like every one of you to visit the school and decide for yourself if you want to join us or not . . . The second reason I am here is that I have to ask for your help in a matter that will not take much time but might very well be dangerous."

Brandon was surprised to find that this man thought he was a mutant. He began to argue the point, knowing already how he had gotten his powers, but he didn’t want to discuss it with Angela and the other person there. He tried to remember what he knew about mutants and teams of mutants.

“I’m as interested as anyone in learning to control my powers,” Brandon started, “I burned quite a few things before learning some control, as Iron Fist can attest. I’m not certain I need to go to school, though. I mean, I was a college student and all, but I’m not certain how much good an education would help me with an interview when I have flaming eyes.”

“I enjoy the good work I do with Iron Fist, but I know I’m a burden on him as well, especially if he called you about me,” Brandon continued, “I’m willing to take a look around . . . regardless whether I’d join or not, if there’s someone in trouble, I’m more than willing to help out where I can.”