12501/The Cure: The Prisoner

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The Cure: The Prisoner
Date of Scene: 27 November 2020
Location: War Room - X-Men Base
Synopsis: Jean questions a Metaforce prisoner for more information.
Cast of Characters: Pixie, Phoenix, SpyderByte




Pixie has posed:
The green haired mutant terrorist known as Fluttergast was captured and detained on the x-base, probably in a very high security cell that her powers couldn't break through. She was treated pretty well for a prisoner, given basic food and water in spite of her angry bouts of fury and demands to be let out.

So far she hasn't answered any questions but that's because she hasn't yet been questioned by a psychic. She's currently curled up on the cot in her cell, in restless sleep.

Phoenix has posed:
X-Force may not be something Jean is regularly apart of, but she very much keeps her nose in on the missions to know what's happening. Because there are days they need to tap in their sleeve ace, and today is one of those days. Metaforce has yet to encounter the red-haired psychic for all that they have tangled with the X-Men a few times now, and so the woman coming through the door to the holding area may well be an unknown.

She's dressed in her black uniform with the cropped black jacket edged in gold with the simple X logo on the breast. It's a formal, militaristic look as opposed to her standard green and gold, with the sober and sharp impression reflected in her gaze.

She pauses in front of the cell to look down at the sleeping terrorist. Jean doesn't move to wake up the sleeper just yet, but instead lets her mind slip among the drifting dreams to read around in Flutter's head as subtly and quietly as a mouse in a library.

SpyderByte has posed:
Standing slightly behind Jean is the gothic known as Jeremy. He is dressed in his long black jeans with chains, a solid black shirt and a long half black trench coat. His black and red dyed hair is dripped into his face as he stares outwards at the prisoner.

In his hands he has one of Xavier's tablets with data streaming along the surface, tapping along the glass gently with his fingers poking out from fingerless gloves. He is ready to document as fast as Jean can pull it out from the terrorist's head. Being that he is linked to her, he can 'transcribe' everything virtually and in perfect dictation.

Pixie has posed:
The green haired, pale skinned woman who has only ever identified as Fluttergast, continues to sleep, albeit restlessly, tossing and turning, mumbling in her sleep. She is not initially aware of the red haired woman, at least not initially although it is debatable whether or not she is a mild telepath and psychic herself, what with those psionic crows and staff that she mentally created and controlled.

In fact, Jean may well sense some sort of resistance, although she is certainly not as powerful as the red head.

She frowns as she stirs, blinking and stretching, slowly peering back at Jean with a soft frown. "Who're you?" she demands.

Phoenix has posed:
No doubt Jean could just shred those barriers like wet tissue, but she doesn't. Yet. There's a sideways glance to Jeremy and a softening of green eyes as she says psychically to him, << I'll be shielding you from her, just in case. >>

As Fluttergast begins to awaken, Jean returns her attention to the green-haired girl. The soft look is gone, not unfriendly but neutralized.

"Hello, Emily. Fairbright, correct?" She doesn't wait for a confirmation. She already knows it's affirmative. "You can call me Phoenix. I know you've spoken to some of my teammates already but you haven't really been up for talking. Is staying in here really better? We aren't here to be your enemies, but your team's actions are drawing the wrong kind of attention. And it's getting worse, and may have grave consequences for all of us."

SpyderByte has posed:
Not responding to the question, Jeremy just lurks like a dark, eerie shadow from behind the Phoenix. He continues to tap away at the glass screen in front of him. With a slow 'huff', he blows some hair away from his eyes as he watches them.

<< Okay. >>

He rocks a bit on his steel toed boots, popping some joints in his ankles loudly, followed by a jangle of chains hanging off his hip.

Pixie has posed:
Emily blinks in surprise, eyes narrowed at Jean. "How do you....? You were in my head weren't you? How dare you?" she snarls, reaching out wuth her psionic crows but they dissipate against the barrier. "I won't speak! Get me out of here! My friends will come and get me and you'll be sorry!"