She giggled at the laxative comment, there's the Dmitri she knew. "Well hopefully I sniff out what she may dish out."
"Yeah my cooking level is pretty much sandwich level too. I take it her brother taught her huh? Hopefully I get to try some time... but... I guess they'd have to take me to Genosha for that to happen." all this talk of trod made her more hungry as they arrived at the kitchen from one end seeing Cassie enter from the other.
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ProphecyDestroyer
Posted: Wed Oct 30, 2013 10:45 am
Cassandra Song Diaz but you can call me Love or Heartbreaker
"Yeah, Warp was her teacher. He still cooks for the Brotherhood and dates a lot," Dmitri was saying as he entered the kitchen. "It is actually kind of funny since he uses his power to pretty much create anything he wants besides food."
Cassie was laughing as Sebastian winked at her and ushered her into the kitchen but paused when she saw Felicia who was giggling and Dmitri
When Dmitri saw Cassie with Sebastian he glared at Sebastian and then glanced at Cassie, "Hey. We were just going to have sandwiches. Don't trust you not to poison me. Besides, don't let me stand in the way of your date."
He walked to the cabinets and pulled out the bread leaving Cassie who was standing there looking half stunned. She had expected... well, she wasn't sure, but not that. And Felicia looked like she was in good spirits: maybe, the kid was good at cheering up people. She crossed her arms and took a deep breath and said with a bit of a blush, "It's not a date." She glanced over at Sebastian, and asked, "So, Sebastian, what are you in the mood for? Italian? Stir Fry? Mexican? I'm actually best at Mexican... mi abuela taught me all the traditional recipes."
Sebastian Arkain Physik LOCATION: Xavier Mansion: Kitchen
Sebastian raised an eyebrow at Dmitri. Date? That's just strange. he thought to himself. But a part of him didn't agree. That might have been the part of his brain that was going nuts. Sebastian shrugged. He glanced at Cassandra and smiled. "If Mexican is your best, go for it. Need any help?"
Jason Richter stood atop the MRD Headquarters in Manhattan. He wore a neatly-pressed suit and carried a sleek suitcase. The suitcase held all of his designs and paperwork for the MRD. On the roof next to him was a thin sleek black jet. He glanced at his watch and looked back at an Agent. "Go get our Vice-Head. We have somewhere to be." The Agent nodded and spoke on his radio.
Cassandra Song Diaz but you can call me Love or Heartbreaker
"If you want you can help but I'm fine on my own," Cassie said with a smile. She glanced over at Dmitri: he sure was taking his time making those sandwiches. Maybe Dmitri was purposely sabotaging whatever he thought was going on... "Anyways, I was thinking of just keeping it simple and making something like enchiladas. We should have all the ingredients for it since I tell Miss Frost what I like to cook with and she usually makes sure the kitchen is stocked with."
With a sigh as she watched Dmitri make his sandwiches she added, "Help would be nice though. Alex and I used to work together in the kitchen a lot cooking stuff."
Alexavier had vanished in the chaos. It's what he was good at. Not sure if he would still get paid. But he wasn't going to ask now.
Dean Nixon a.k.a. Myth
The man sat like a king on the back of his dragon as it soared through the skies. It's speed was much greater than it should be possible for it's size. Truly fitting for the Queen of the skies. Occasionally she gained more speed as she dove down towards the water only to grab a killer whale. It appeared she wanted a snack while flying. Understandable. It was a long flight.
The man himself was too distracted to think about eating. How should he approach the mansion? As the man they know and love or as himself? Perhaps it would be best to act as Dean Nixon until he could be alone with Emma Frost and explain the situation.
Posted: Wed Oct 30, 2013 10:19 pm
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Alexander William Diaz a.k.a. Warp
"I had asked Blink to follow Myth and the dragon and deal with the problem the best she could but to..." Warp trailed off. "Teleporting someone and something that big and that far isn't an easy feat."
Blink was still shaking and muttered, "I couldn't even fight him... I mean... all I can do is defensive moves and I-"
"Shh..." He said. "That teleport will at least slow him down. You did more than enough..." She was about to say something else when Warp said, "Oh and if you talk again I will seal your mouth shut."
He sighed and said, "Anyways, Calamity and the others were able to stabilize the building while you were gone and no one was hurt. There were a few scrapes and a broken arm from debris but I healed them. Everything is okay, alright Blink?" She nodded still shaking some from all the energy she had used up.
Location: Warp's apartment
Catherine Smithe my name is Shadow Walker
Shadow Walker smiled a little as Warp used the towel she brought on Blink. It was very concerning to find that Myth, the X-Men leader was indeed an Omega. Which in turn meant that she took down an Omega? She wondered why Warp wasn't aware of that.
Shadow Walker was wondering about something that Blink mentioned earlier...
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"I did the only thing I..." Her teeth were chattering, "could think of... I dropped him at the sight of the Titanic... I saw... I saw a picture in a textbook when I was a kid and..."
Granted something similar worked to save her life but she couldn't quite figure out how. What if what Blink remembered was not the same as the reality of it. Even for Shadow Walker was unsure how she was able to pinpoint the location of Genosha just by looking at the brochure. On top of all of this she wondered how she ended up waking up in locations completely unknown to her. She was beginning to get it since she was able to just now picture Warp's apartment to get most of the way there but how does picturing a place take you to that place. It isn't like walking or driving where you have to go certain directions to get to the destination.
"Wow... I can only imagine. Even teleporting this many people was beginning to be a straining."
Blink merely curled up in Warp's lap with the towel around her. Warp sighed and said, "Blink is one of the most powerful teleporters I have ever seen. But teleporting a person and something that large alive would be taxing... the thing is even teleporting Myth to the bottom of the ocean will probably only slow him down if he is as strong as Blink is saying."
He sighed and pushed back her pink bangs, "I probably shouldn't have sent her but she did complete the objective pretty impressively..." He let out a sigh as he looked down at Blink-her breathing had slowed down and she seemed to be sleeping- and then to Shadow Walker. "Something on your mind?"
Location: Warp's apartment
PixelMuse
Nova Blancke
ProphecyDestroyer
AzureEyes_DarkMagician
Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 3:59 pm
Catherine Smithe my name is Shadow Walker
Shadow Walker nodded, "Yeah it's about my power... I'm not sure if you could answer. Blink mentioned she simply pictured the titanic based on something she remembered in high school. I know my power works in a similar manner. What's puzzling is how does picturing a place take you there, without even knowing how to get there. That's was what partially saved my life and that's what happens when I go to sleep and end up somewhere else.
I know it somehow makes sense to me in a way but... I can't get around is how does picturing a place I've never been take me there? Most of the time I don't think about longitude and latitude when I go somewhere but then again I may not know that when walking to a place but I know how to get there...
"Teleporting warps space," Warp answered. "You know how my power requires forcefields, my force fields just happen to warp reality... teleporters like Blink or you or others warp space. However, it is probably why teleporters can't make blind 'jumps' and have to be able to picture the location."
He glanced down at Blink and then back to Shadow Walker, "I've done a little research on it and Raven has done a fair amount as she is a physics expert... but Blink's mentioned things that sound like there's an in between. Say a teleporter pictured a place that didn't exist, and mind you most teleporters have to see their destinations directly, Blink and you are more of exceptions than rules... where do you think you'd end up? Blink had a theory once that if she found a picture of a place that didn't exist there would be consequences."
"Have you ever noticed she smells like cherry blossoms? That isn't perfume, Shadow Walker, that is from her teleports. She is leaving behind a smell. You probably leave behind something too. Blink doesn't really talk about it but there seems to be an inbetween for teleporters." Warp sighed and said, "I think if say Blink tried to teleport to some nebulus pictured by telescopes she probably would die from over taxing herself... she doesn't have that kind of range, but then again maybe she would be caught in what Raven- and the teleporters who will talk about it-the "in-between". It is probably different for each teleporter but it doesn't sound like a place I would want to be. Even Blink's, it might smell like cherry blossoms but not everything that is pretty is good."
He frowned and asked, "Does that answer your question?"
Location: Warp's apartment
PixelMuse
Nova Blancke
ProphecyDestroyer
AzureEyes_DarkMagician
Posted: Thu Oct 31, 2013 7:53 pm
Catherine Smithe my name is Shadow Walker
"That makes sense. Though I guess the inbetween for me would be the darkness I travel through, right? Though I'm not sure what I leave behind, but hopefully it's as harmless as the scent of blossoms though."
She sat on the arm of the couch with her arms folded in thought briefly. Her eyes looked to Blink, "Perhaps it may be a good idea for Blink to rest in your bed for a bit?" she proposed since that's what he did for her.
"I wouldn't know what your in-between is and the only reason I noticed Blink's scent is because I've been around her so long. Hell, I'm practically immune to the smell... I think my apartment is beginning to smell like it," Warp said. "And, yeah, it should be best to put her to bed."
He carefully picked her up as he stood and headed towards his bedroom and nodded for Shadow Walker to come with him. "Blink doesn't tell me everything. It is annoying, but she talks to Raven a lot, who is her best friend. And Raven well... Raven tells me for some reason. Apparently, Blink has caught glimpses of her 'in-between' and it isn't really that cheery of place. Kind of like inverse color or something."
"Anyways, I'm sure being around you long enough and working with you in the Brotherhood I'll figure out what you leave behind. Pretty much every teleporter I've heard of has left a smell and while it may linger no harm comes from their jumps."
He reached his bed which was still unmade, apparently a habit he had, and he laid Blink down and pulled the covers over her. He looked to Shadow Walker and said, "Honestly, I think teleportation is more dangerous to the teleporter than anyone else. And considering that Blink uses teleportion about fifty times a day on average and nothing bad has come to her..." He smiled. "Like anything, it is about practice. If I was out of practice with my power I could probably do some pretty serious damage, too."
Location: Warp's apartment
PixelMuse
Nova Blancke
ProphecyDestroyer
AzureEyes_DarkMagician
Posted: Sat Nov 02, 2013 4:00 pm
Never theorize before you have data. Invariably, you end up twisting facts to suit theories, instead of theories to suit facts.
â–º Experiment, study, report, repeat. Millie's nose wrinkled in disappointment as her fingers rapped against the keys on her laptop; slaving away day in and day out with loads of paperwork is exactly what she didn't want to do with her spare time, and it was the original reason why the red head turned down the position of Vice when it was first presented all those years ago. The young Scot could care less about this greater good this organization is "striving" for, in the end, all of their plans would blow in in their faces because pushing will cause a landslide, and backing off will let the mutants escape. Growling under her breath, Millie violently pushed herself up from the desk and began on one of her usual rants. "OI, YOU'D THINK YOU WOULD'VE HAVE ALL THIS DONE BE'FER YOU'D SEND THIS PIECE O' MERDE MY WAY! IT'S YOUR JOB, NOT MINE!"
"Ma'm?"
"WHAT?!" She whipped her head around to met the gaze of a rather frightened agent, but he quickly gathered his composure and gestured to the door. "Mr. Richter needs you-"
"Oh, tis that so? Well then, let me just stop the work he forced me into doing just so I have to do MORE work!! Ya see how this pisses me off?!" The man was rather taken aback with Millie's lack of respect, which only fueled his need to push her out the door. "I'm sorry for the inconvenience Vice, but Mr. Ritcher really needs you on the roof stat." Millie stewed there for a moment, glared at the man, then reached down into her lab coat and pulled out her communicator. Once Jason answered, the girl didn't give him the pleasure of speaking.
"What's the big idea, ey? Giving me work, then pulling me away from that work just to force me into one of your plans that is going to fail, again? I don't have time for this bullshit Jason, you know that!!"
Jason pulled his phone out of his jacket when it rang. He flipped it open and placed it to his ear, only to hear his vice yelling through it in her high-pitched Scottish accent. He simply raised his eyebrow. "You'll remember, Millie, that my last plan was the Mutant Detectors, which seem to work fairly well. And as for your current work, you've been reassigned. Your secretary will continue your paperwork. I need you on the rooftop, ready to leave. Now." He finished. He thought Millie might be messing with him, as she tended to do that. However, if she were seriously angry, it might end badly for Jason. "I'll even have coffee up here ready for you." He glared at the agent next to him and he immediately ran, terrified, to get coffee. He used his free hand to move his black hair away from his eyes. Millie was the only person in the world that Jason felt qualified to be his Vice, but she certainly had little to no interest in the mutant issue.
CURRENT POWERS Molecular Manipulation Amp Shadow Walker Warp Myth Physik
The Black Reaper
II Cisara II
Posted: Sun Nov 03, 2013 12:32 pm
Sebastian Arkain Physik LOCATION: Xavier Mansion: Kitchen
Sebastian nodded. "Okay, enchiladas." He walked over to the fridge and started to retrieve assorted ingredients. He had very little of an idea as to what he was doing, as he'd never cooked anything Mexican before.
Cassandra Song Diaz but you can call me Love or Heartbreaker
Dmitri moved out of the way for Sebastian and handed a sandwich to Felicia along with a napkin and was holding one for himself. "Here you go, I just made some turkey and cheese. I hope that's okay," He said to Felicia.
Glancing over at Cassie who was now wearing the sunglasses again Dmitri asked, "Should I disable your powers again?"
"How about you get the Hell out of the kitchen so I can cook in peace?" Cassie said with a fake smile. Shaking her head she joined Sebastian and took a pad of paper and a pen off the counter and quickly wrote out the recipe in Spanish and said, "There, the recipe," She said. "I can translate if you want... it's just I learned this recipe in Spanish so..." She shrugged and blushed a bit.
"I mean couldn't you just also copy my ability to know Spanish using your powers too?" She said with an uncomfortable laugh. "Anyways, like I said it is pretty simple."
