12657/Danger Room Tiger

Danger Room Tiger
Date of Scene:	17 January 2021
Location:	Danger Room - X-Men Base
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Storm, Sabretooth

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Storm has posed:
Ro had set aside the day for training, having spent the morning on a run and then in the gym that was tucked away. Wearing a pair of loose track pants and a sleeveless fitted shirt designed to wick sweat from the body. She was busy tying her hair up into a high tail when she stepped to the Danger Room doors.

Surprised when the doors didn't immediately open and the soft voice announced there was a session underway. Normally, Ro would simply schedule the next for herself and leave, waiting for the signal that it was free again. Yet, she looked at the portrait of the man currently in session. She'd only had one run in with Victor since he'd been invited to reform with the X-Men. She still didn't know if she trusted the situation.

Using her access, she climbed up into the observatory to see what he was up to. Not that she was specifically looking for him doing anything untoward, just that she was curious as to what he would choose for himself in such an environ.

Sabretooth has posed:
By the time Ororo had decided to go to the Danger Room, Victor was already fighting hard in his chosen session. What Ororo witnesses is an act of pure savagery and brutality: Victor was going up against Sentinels and humans alike.

No doubt Victor has some long-seated anger against mutant-hating organizations, but Sentinels almost seems like overkill. Its easy to think like that, until at least its clear that Victor seems to be...winning?

He had just ripped a Sentinel's head clean off of its shoulders, having cut the wiring around the neck free. Then he's leaping down in a tiger-like pounce on a human below, claws digging into his chest before a shotgun shell rips into him. Growling loudly, Victor shoves his back foot back in a kick to the trachea, causing his attacker to stumble over from lack of breathing. Meanwhile, the blast he took is near-instantly healed. He seems unaware that he's being watched.

Instead, he just keeps going, entering into a tiger-like run as he leaps up the leg of a Sentinel and makes for the head!

Storm has posed:
It was similar to watching Logan in such sessions, but also a world apart. Blue eyes a bit wide as she watched from the shrouded observation windows as Victor Creed lit into man and machine with a graceful sort of brutality. It was like watching a big hunting cat bring down a kill; horrible and yet you ended up having to respect the cat's talents.

Hearing Scott's voice in her head of them trying to make this work, like her own personal Jiminey Cricket, she let out a gusty sigh and decided that she would take the high road. Pressing down the intercom button, "Would you be opposed to working with another?" This was his session and she would respect that.

When she heard his permission, she walked down the stairs and entered. No pause to the session as Ro took quick stock of her surroundings. Knowing the Danger rating was set to near lethal, she didn't hesitate when a hand fell on her shoulder. Grabbing the man and slinging him over her hip in an aikido throw, she followed it up with her free hand pushing forward. Winds carrying the figure into a trio who were taking aim at Victor himself.

Sabretooth has posed:
Hearing Ororo's voice made Victor growl, but the distractio nwas enough for him to get blasted off the Sentinel he was on after he had gotten done slicing and dicing it, though the blast itself ripped through the Sentinel too, causing Victor to fall to the ground in a heap. Even though he was already healing, Sabretooth spat out blood and nodded.

"Fine, but don't slow me down."" He calls back, managing to slowly get back to his feet, just in time for Ororo to save his ass from gunfire.

"You want the Sentinels or the people?" He questions Storm, even if begrudginly -- he needed to learn to work with others again. He's a team player, and at the moment the X-Men are his pack, but...well, a long time of betrayal has led him slow to trust.

Storm has posed:
She had the grace to wince at the distraction she'd caused him. Normally, she would not allow such wanton death to be released upon humans. No matter the surge of contained hatred directed at some of them. This was a simulation and she needed to work with him. Just this once, she'd let him have blood.

Blue eyes lifted from Victor picking himself up and the blue bled out to a glowing white as she lifted off the ground roughly ten or so feet. "Leave the Sentinels to me." Make no mistake, Ro may seem refined and warm but she was a very heavy hitter. Victor would feel the ionization of the air as her hands lifted and bolts of lightning fell onto the Sentinel that had blasted it's fellow.

Sabretooth has posed:
"Fine by me." Victor tells her as he bares his fangs, standing to his full height and cracking his neck audibly. As soon as the enemy faces their guns on Ororo, they are met with Sabretooth's direct interference. He had leapt over her and pinned a man to the ground before throwing him at his fellows.

This is where Sabretooth shined: Crowd control.

He was a fighter and a machine in a fight, but he trusted Ororo to take care of the Sentinels and stop them from putting a hole in his back. For once, he also wasn't bullying her. But he felt the electricity crackling through the air. He didn't want to get shocked unintentionally, so he was sure to stay the hell out of her way.

Storm has posed:
Storm was in full glory as she turned to face off with the newly arrived Sentinel. The thing did a gridline sweep and identified them both as Mutants with a mechanized voice. It took a step towards her, but her hands shot out and it halted. Looking like she was holding an invisible ball for a moment before the 'ball' shrank.

The sound of metal groaning in protest, the sound that anyone who has ever been in a submarine feared above all else seemed to echo. Her hands got smaller as she increased the atmospheric pressure around the Sentinel even further. The metal beginning to visibly tremble before the loud pop of air sounded. The Sentinel's metallic shell had buckled and crushed under the pressure and Ro let her arms fall back to her sides.

Head turning to keep an eye on Victor as he worked at keeping her from being a target of gunfire. She let out a sound of surprise when a metal cord wrapped up her legs and she was forced to deal with the Sentinel that she'd missed. Of course, one does not attach a metal line to the Weather Witch and the electricity visibly arced down the line from her to the robot.