6700/A Brother's Revenge: Case of the Kidnapped Mutant

A Brother's Revenge: Case of the Kidnapped Mutant
Date of Scene:	02 March 2019
Location:	Valhalla military base, Cheyenne Mountain, Colorado
Synopsis:	Souvenir was located after her kidnapping by Warpath. Cyclops led a team of X-men and students to fight past Warpath and automated defenses to free her
Cast of Characters:	Warpath, Cannonball, Jubilee, Wolfsbane, Ms. Marvel, Gambit, Cronenberg, Cyclops, Souvenir, Psylocke
Tinyplot:	A Brother's Revenge

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Warpath has posed:
The information about the kidnapping is presented to the team. Erika was jogging in the park and then went missing. People responded to search for her. Andrea's keen nose found a small camouflaged foxhole which was used to ambush her. There was a scent of Chloroform as well.

There was a spot in the woods where it seems she was put into a hockey bag. Her phone was found in the mud at that location as if it fell out. There were footprints from a very large man. Someone probably bigger than Colossus.

The footprints led to an abandoned diner just beside the other side of the park. The hockey bag was found within, and a couple of hockey sticks. Anything else had been burned in a trash can. Within the ashes was found a little bit of a pass into Cheyenne Mountain State Park in Colorado.



A search with Cerebro located Erika, though there was definitely something making Cerebro less effective. She appears to be at the former Valhalla military base on Cheyenne Mountain.

The base rings a bell for some of the older X-men members. Count Luchino Nefaria once took over NORAD and the X-men responded to stop him. Nefaria was defeated, but fled in an airplane from Valhalla base. X-man John "Thunderbird" Proudstar jumped on the plane, against orders from Professor X. Thunderbird was always a bit hard-headed and arrogant. He started ripping into the airplane in mid-flight. The plane exploded, killing Thunderbird instantly. Count Nefaria managed to survive the crash.

With this information on hand, it is quite likely that the kidnapper could be John's younger brother, James Proudstar. A former Hellion who goes by the name Warpath. He's 7 feet tall so the footprints would be a fit. He is known to be very strong, durable, and a skilled warrior. Also a master tactician with military training. He has blamed the X-men for John's death in the past.

Warpath has posed:
Valhalla base was shut down by the government during cost savings exercises, and should be vacant. It is in a remote area of the mountain. No civilians in the area, just wilderness.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will look at the others, and says "James has always ben honorable when we faced him, kidnapping a girl seems a bit out there from what Ah would expect, but he did hold a grudge about his brother."

Jubilee has posed:
Settled in the blackbird, Jubilee is ready to go it seems. She is wearing her tactical yellow trench coat and pink shades over her eyes. She has a pair of loose fitted cargo pants and a black shirt. Popping a bubble between her teeth, she stares out the window. "Yeah, well ... kidnapping a child is pretty messed up, Sammy. If he /did/ do it, well .. I don't think there is much in the way of a misunderstanding in this one."

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane has joined in with a group of others for the flight, ready to act, a look of seriousness on her face that might only be rivaled by Cyclops himself. "There's nae honor in kidnapping someone, so if he did it we have tae stop him an' get Erika back. She has nothing tae do with whitever happened in th' past."

Ms. Marvel has posed:
Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, my first team up is with the X-Men!

Having changed into her burkini, with the yellow lightning bolt down the pectoral of it, with her red long sleeves and leggings and matching scarf, Ms. Marvel adjusts her domino mask into place. Unlike last night, where she was unprepared, the young woman has joined in with the others after sleeping in the couch in the rec room - she wasn't just going to go home until Erika is found.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau for his part isn't one to join in the permission chatter. Sitting in his seat, with the harness secured he idlely shuffling a deck of cards, using some rather fancy flourishes to do so. To those who don't know him well, arguably almost everyone on the plane, he looks the picture of calm. Could be going to the store for milk. Yah know, in the blackbird.

Cronenberg has posed:
The overweight ginger teen nervously taps his foot on the floor. From his blog he's followed various "missions" such as these by various super heroes, but always from behind the safety of his keyboard. Never did he think that he would be personally involved in such a thing. But Erika has been one of the few people in his life to ever treat him like a friend, so couldn't sit back. Besides, even if he mostly sits in the back on this mission it will be a good indicator of whether or not he should be considered to be a New Mutant or not. He picks at the borrowed hand-me-down blue and gold student mission uniform. It's comprised of unstable molecules, so it shouldn't interfere with his strange shapeshifting abilities. He offers up a nervous, but friendly smile at Kamala to try to reassure her.

Cyclops has posed:
    The afterburners are on BLUE as the jet slices through the sky and clouds like a fish through the water before it leaps up a waterfall. The Jet screams on the outside, inside, the silver and blue and unfinished metal cabin is perfectly quiet and pressurized. The states fly by beneath the x-crew and company. Autopilot is switched on, but Scott does look to his side at his co-pilot and requests, "You got this, I got work to do." He says before reaching up to the middle of the cabin and flipping the controls fully over to the other stick.

    Scott's five-point harness snaps back and dangles on the sides before cinching up automatically as he climbs out. "Alright team, this is familiar territory for---" Scott looks over the team he has assembled, "For me..." Scott huffs slightly then looks back to the crew from behind his yellow framed visor. "This place has history with the X-men. Dark history. A large hint that this is someone who knows us, but doesn't know over half of you, so surprise is on our side."

    Scott takes a step to the back and lifts his hand to grab hold of the bulkhead, "Plan is Jubilee and I will take front and center stage, we will approach the target and subject, Gambit, you're goal will be to find Erika and get her out. Take Ms. Marvel and Wolfsbane with you. They will be able to help you locate and extract her. Girl's listen to Gambit's words closely, he knows what he's doing, but do give him appropriate input and information."

    Scott then turns to the rest. "Cannonball, Doogie, and Psylocke will be on standby, you three can move the fastest and can cover ground to help whoever needs it, as well as being the unknowns in this situation. He wont know about any of you. And Psylocke, you'll have the mental link I hope." The leader says as he reaches up into an overhead bin and pulls out a handful of ear pieces to pass out to those who don't have one. "Just in case, be safe teams." Scott says before turning around to the controls and sits back down, and flips the toggle once more before starting to nose the jet down as they're approaching the base.

Warpath has posed:
Within one of the bunkers down below, James Proudstar is scanning the sky visually on the large monitor. His captive has a clear sight to what he is doing. He has not really gone out of his way to hide anything from her. A small electronic device he turned on soon after they got here emits a bit of a blue aura, still.

James seems to be watching zoomed in camera sweeps of the sky, rather than relying on radar, thought that is functioning as well. So the first he sees of the Blackbird is a dot, rapidly getting larger. "It looks like your friends have not deserted you," James says to the captive young woman without looking over his shoulder. "Let's give them a little greeting," he says.

A button on the control panel is pressed, and a small battery holding two surface to air missiles comes online, swiveling to point the direction of the camera. Another button is pressed by the large Apache, and two missiles streak skywards towards the approaching Blackbird, setting off warning alarms on the plane.

Souvenir has posed:
Meanwhile, at Valhalla Base...

Erika Kristasdottir had a restless night, zip-tied to a pipe, squirming trying to get comfortable. During one of those movements, her ear tapped against the pipe she is zip-tied to. Ugh. Pretty harmless, right? Nobody expects a pipe to be useful. It's immobile and a metal post.

Soldiers have leaned on this post many a time in the past. They've done all sorts of boring, not useful things.

Except for the one time when someone was practicing their escape artist training on the post, learning how to break free of restraints, for just such an occasion.

Hmm. Ve-ery interesting. But Erika Kristasdottir had already seen James building a land mine, and she didn't recognize the geography at all. She was in no position to be walking away from here, and she certainly couldn't overpower the guy. So she would bide her time and watch...

"Thank goodness for that.." She winces. Come on, guys. Kick his ass.

Yep. It's going to be a demented Five Nights at Freddies thing.

Jubilee has posed:
"Yes sir, bossman." Jubilee says as she stares out the window, watching the cloudy skies zip by. She tugs on a pair of black fingerless gloves, giving them a few yanks to ensure they're in place and snug. Her arms rock side to side a bit to loosen herself up, then she flicks her thumb and forefinger a few times as if it was a bic lighter to cause a few sparks to catch about her fingers. "We jumping or are we landing?"

Psylocke has posed:
"Mental link available for those able to be a part of it," Psylocke says as she reaches out mentally to each of the people present. If any of them are unable to receive telepathy, they will have to stick to the earpieces. For those that can, Psylocke will relay their thoughts back and forth between teams as needed. For her part, she remains in the copilot seat dressed in her work costume with a pair of katanas crisscossed on her back. As Scott returned to his seat, she cedes control. Just in time for the alarms to start going off. "Someone isn't happy to see us."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will look over to the monitors, and start to stand, but stop. He will look over to Scott, and asks via the link. "Ah should be able to take out the boogies." He does move to the hatch but waits fr the go before leaving.

Wolfsbane has posed:
"Aye, Cyclops. I understand. An' I remember Proudstar from th' Hellions, but we--" At that point, just after Wolfsbane's joined in on Psylocke's mind-link, the alarms begin to sound inside the plane. "Whit's going on? Are they firing a' us?" she asks, clawed hands gripping the seat she's buckled into as she frets over whether or not to loosen herself from it. Surely they'll be able to avoid the rockets.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau normally /hates/ telepathy. He finds it invasive and distracting, so it might come as a bit of a shock that his is one of the first mental voices to reply ~Gambit 'ere~ into Betsy's telepathic link. There is also tension in it that does not convey in his body language. He's frustrated. He's been working with Erika, and he likes the kid. As for the alarms? Meh. Scott'll handle that no problem. He keeps shuffleing.

Cyclops has posed:
    "I'm offended." Scott says as casually as can be as he barely reacts to the missiles. All he does is place his hand upon the throttle and a sideways glance towards Cannonball, "Don't give yourselves away over something so trivial. This is the blackbird afterall." Scott reassures the team as he pulls the nose back up and pushes the jet well beyond the speeds of the missiles.

    The leader is okay with doubling back in order to make sure the missiles have long since lost their target and timed out to have self destructed. "Easy enough problem, hopefully he only has the two or else this might get a little repetative." Scott says as he brings the jet back around to try and come back in for another landing.

Ms. Marvel has posed:
The first thoughts from Kamala are in rapid fire Urdu and are probably pretty joyful sounding before the girl remembers to switch to English. ~Ms. Marvel here!~ and then she pauses. ~Okay. French accent is even cooler in my head.~ With that out of the way, she tries to squash that momentary fear as Scott so easily handles the missiles racing towards the Blackbird, before she stops death-gripping her seat.

Jubilee has posed:
<< Jubilee here. >> The Asian girl says as she watches the missiles get lost in the dust as they speed past them. She brushes her hair away from her face. She pops the buckles of her seat free, then rises upwards, getting ready to disembark upon touchdown. She gives a long stretch of her body, then moves towards the exit, reaching out to snag a dangling handle from the roof for support. "Ready when you guys are."

Cronenberg has posed:
Doogie Decker replies to the orders from Cyclops with a nod. Not sure of the proper protocol, he figures that staying silent for now means that more important information can be shared. When the Blackbird is filled with the shrill sound of the alarm he checks and re-checks the harness holding him into his seat. "Bad sound. That's probably a bad sound," he whispers to himself low. He takes in a breath, trying to remember the mindfulness techniques he's been trying to learn to stay calm in situations that are anything but. ~Testing?~ he speaks into the mental link, he's never been in a mental link.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will nod to Scott, not liking the stading still or the being left as back up, but he is following orders. He will move to a spot he can watch sensors if one is free <Cannonball here.>>

Warpath has posed:
Elsewhere in the base...

James Proudstar gives a nod as the plane evades the missiles and seeks to get down below the tree level into the landing spot. He presses a few more buttons Erika sees one of the monitors showing a small fleet of drones moderate sized taking off from somewhere. A few more commands are entered and then James rises, strapping a component to each wrist and sliding some knives into their spots on his belt.

He picks up a red leather handband, holding it as he bows his head. "You'll be able to rest soon enough," he says quietly, thumb moving over the leather. He sets it back down carefully on his workbench before turning towards Erika. "If I don't survive... just remember my warning about the danger of dreams," he tells her. And then he turns and walks out of the room. The monitors show multiple views of the area around the base.


The base itself has a chain link fence about it, topped with barbed wire. There is about 100 yards of forest between the landing spot and the fence. Facing the base, the mountain continues on up to the left above the base, and drops away to the right of the base. This particular area is a flat plateau along the mountainside.

Within the fence are a number of buildings, each a concrete bunker from the looks of them. Each equipped with a metal door.

Souvenir has posed:
..He's gone.

Erika Kristasdottir wiggles a bit. Her gloves aren't meant to stay on too tightly, so it's not all that hard to wriggle out of them. From there, it's a matter of putting the back of her hand on the pipe, and..

..Whoosh. Brain rush. I am I. Now how did this go back when I was doing it earlier?

Oh.. Yeah... This is going to hurt.

Erika Kristasdottir bites her lip, turns her arm, and twists, hard, straining. Her eyes get a bit wet as the plastic breaks her skin. Did they stretch at all? Ugh..relax a moment. Breathe. Keep working at it.

Cyclops has posed:
    Scott lands the jet using the vertical take off and landing feature he was bragging about to Jubilee just the other day, and he smirks as he thumbs open the hatch to the back, letting everyone out, "Jubilee and I will take point, everyone else wait four minutes before departing." Scott says as he reaches up and tightens the half harness he wears over his shoulder that ties to his belt. He looks down to Jubilee and nods, "Ready?"

    Scott descends the stairs first and comes up to the chainlink fence before stands aside and motions to Jubilee, "Ladies first." letting the woman take the lead into breaking and entering the facility.

    As they do that, <<Okay Gambit, take your team around and find a means of ingress, everyone else, hang tight but be ready to move.>>

Wolfsbane has posed:
Getting to the surface, once they've got under range of the missiles, proves to be a simple enough task and for the moment, Wolfsbane breathes a little easier. Evading those didn't seem that much of a problem. Perhaps Proudstar expected that. Once the time to wait has gone by, Wolfsbane moves out with Gambit and Ms. Marvel, whom she asks in a voice kept low, "Quick summary o' whit ye can do? So we're no' surprised? Ye can probably guess whit I'm good a'."

They make their way through the trees, the direction of the fence and beyond recalled from the view they had coming in. Besides, she can smell it beyond the forest. "I dinna see anything in here so far. Th' fence is over tha' way. I might be able tae jump over it if it's no' too high." A few more minutes of careful progress would get them to the edge of the trees, the barrier now before them.

Jubilee has posed:
"Born ready, Scooter." Jubilee says as she exits the Blackbird, following after them. As they approach the fence, she throws her hands forward, fingers crackling with energy before she sends out a blast of hot plasma, strong enough to melt through the belt with a kracka-boom! She blows a hole into the obstacle, then steps through the smoke as she adjusts her shades over her eyes. "Clear."

Ms. Marvel has posed:
"I can imagined." Ms. Marvel responds as she departs the aircraft and starts to follow the others she was assigned to. Though while she's okay with rescuing Erika - really the girl wanted to punch the idiot that kidnapped her in the fase.

The question asked from Wolfsbane snags her attention. "I'm a shape-shifter. I can grow and change my size - bigger and smaller. Elongate my limbs. I can heal. But that one's complicated, but it's kinda like Wolverine's." she explains. She's been reading online about different heroes. Wolverine's brought up, a lot.

"I used to be able to change my whole form - but that one is really hard to do."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie stands up, and seems to want to pace but keeps himself from it barely. He looks to Doogie, "Ok, if we go in, and then adds the thought so all can hear << James is fast and strong, not as strong as Collossus or Sunspot, but still can knock you for a loop. Good in hand to hand combat think Wolverine, when he was a teenager. Ah wager he has been here enough knows the land well so treat it as we are going into his home territory.>>

Cronenberg has posed:
Doogie Decker nods when Sam speaks, then thinks. "Okay," he responds in a simple reply. From his blog he tries to think about different metahumans with similar abilities, and how to engage them. But with any luck there are enough people that he won't have to directly engage James, though hopes his abilities will still come in handy in some way.

Psylocke has posed:
"Be prepared to move to support any of the teams. Doogie should be with one of us at all times," Psylocke says as she disengages her harness and moves to the cargo area of the ship, moving down the ramp then to the outside. There she stops, surveying their surroundings while reaching out with her telepathic abilities to be sure there is no one in the vicinity of the ship that isn't part of their team. "I would suggest with you, as my source of rapid transit can be ...unnerving."

Jubilee has posed:
As she steps through, Jubilee freezes as she glances down at her foot, then widens her eyes. She motions with her hand to Scott behind her, not taking another step as she forces her thoughts to him and Psylocke. She looks terrified.

Warpath has posed:
James Proudstar chooses that moment to appear on top of one of the buildings. Not just James. Two unmanned machine gun turrets pop up out of the top of bunkers to either side of him.

The Apache known as Warpath has knives in his hands and has on warpaint, as well as his uniform that some might remember from his Hellions days. "So you came, Summers. I was hoping you'd come," he says in an angry tone. His eyes sweep over towards Jubilee as she's standing there frozen. "And at least you brought a few X-men with you. Were you there, too, Jubilee, when my brother fell for a lie?" he calls over to her.

Warpath points a knife at Cyclops. "Xavier didn't come himself, or he is one of his students whose mind he's messing with not enough to get him out of his hole, Summers!?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods his head and looks to Doogie "Ok, if we are called in, I want you to holding my back piggie back style. I know it may be goofy but best way I can fly and still us emy arms.

Gambit has posed:
Remy glances over his shoulder at Ms. MArvel, giving her one of thos patented heart melting grins (Tm, All rights reserved, void where prohibited). Yah c'n call me Gambit, foh de moment simplest ta say Ah blow t'ings up. He can hear the commontion on the roof, but for now he ignores it. He'd complained to Scott before about frontal assult tactics, but for now they are serving as a good distraction for the rescue team.

Cyclops has posed:
    Scott stops and looks back at Jubilee and he doesn't frown. Not this time. He turns to look towards the base and shouts. "Proudstar! You coward!" That might have been his plan all along but now that he's at a significant disadvantage, Scott is pusehd against the wall and is starting to act like it.

    A thought is sent to Psylocke and someone else on the team, but not to Jubilee, then he takes another step forward towards the base with his hand towards Jubilee, palm out, telling her it's okay he knows what he's doing.

    "That's what this was about!?" Scott says with a frown before he steps closer towards the building James is on. "We don't hurt people, we're trying to make the world a better place." Scott keeps stepping towards Warpath, challenging him to either fight, or to change his way of thinking. "Your brother gave it all for that reason, don't you diminish that by focusing on the wrong things." Scott says, his hands out as he draws James' attention.

Cronenberg has posed:
Doogie Decker arches a brow at that, but so far Mr. Guthrie has never stood him wrong since he first arrived at the mansion. "Got it," he says unhooking himself from the harness and standing up. He hears the sound not far off of yelling, though can't make out any words. "Sounds like something is happening," he notes.

Wolfsbane has posed:
"Useful," Wolfsbane answers simply, nodding toward Ms. Marvel before turning back to include Gambit. "I think I can get over this fence, but it's no' electrified. We could just make a hole tae get through. I can hear some shouting off tha' way," she says, pointing in the direction of Cyclops and Proudstar, whether she can catch a glimpse of any of them or not. "If he's focused on them, we should be able tae get in unseen, an' hopefully I can get a scent."

Psylocke has posed:
Psylocke looks sharply over at Cannonball. "You're on. Jubilee is standing on a landmine. Cyclops is getting clear. Your field should keep her safe if you grab her and pull her clear. You are now on the front and center team." SHe looks at Doogie. "YOu will remain here with me. For now. If necessary, I can teleport you in."

Jubilee has posed:
".. Uh... Hi James... I never met your brother... please don't kill me!" Jubilee calls up to Warpath as she looks to get his attention. "But you know what dude!? I saw pictures and he's way better looking than you! I bet he was nicer! No way he'd blow my leg up just for kicks!" She watches Scott slink off out of the corner of her eye, giving a slow nod of understanding. She keeps herself still, taking in a deep breath. "So, come on man, just let the girl go and we'll hit up Starbucks and just work this out over some Frappuccinos!" j

Warpath has posed:
James Proudstar yells back to Scott Summers. "Making the world a better place!? That's what you sell to your students. But it's a lie. Humanity will never accept us. You just get people to risk themselves for nothing. You're as big of a danger to mutants as the humans are. Maybe worse. You stop some of us from fighting back!"

He shakes his head, long hair swaying about him where it emerges beneath his headband. "It's time someone puts an end to Xavier. You all are like a cult." He looks to Jubilee. "I'm sorry Jubilee. I don't want to have to do this, but I won't let you and your team run our people into the ground!"

Warpath pulls down some protective lenses over his eyes and says, "First you, Summers. And then your beloved Professor." And he hits a button on the keypad strapped to his wrist.

The machine guns start to swing towards Scott, motors humming and spinning the barrels.

By Remy, Wolfsbane and Ms. Marvel, Remy notices a tripwire ahead in the forest. Wolfsbane hears a hum of electricity just in time to draw her attention towards a spot that a device pops up from a bush and launches some sort of net towards the trio, the metal strands sparking with electricity.

Souvenir has posed:
Ow.. ow.. Another pull, twisting hard.

Tears come to Erika's eyes as the plastic zip ties slice into her as she drops her weight onto them, building leverage to try to stretch out the ties so she can escape. Or slice her hands off at the wrists, maybe, from how much this hurts...

Twist, twist, cry, cry, pause for a breather.. Is it loose enough?

...Not... quite... She drops her head in despair, taking a deep breath, and trying to deal with the pain.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie says, "heads out jetting through the sky towards Jubile/ The young man will come in fast, and land a few feet behind Jubilee, and then starts to walk up to her "Ah got ya Jubes.""

Cyclops has posed:
    "Cannonball keep moving!" Scott issues his command as he rushes to his right and his visor shines white briefly before a blast errupts from his face, the beam aimed directly at the turret on his right, to James' left. "This isn't what John would want for you! For anyone!" Scott retorts as he motions for James to come join him. "No more toys James, if you want retribution, and revenge for something your brother chose for himself..." Scott stops and stands tall, shoulders wide and feet spread, "I'm right here."

Wolfsbane has posed:
Before anything further can be worked out with the fence, the sound of the electricity from another spot gets Wolfsbane to look that way. She watches something rising and just before it fires she blurts, "Look oot!" Shortly afterward, she adds, "Net!" In that moment, instinct takes her back to the Danger Room with Sam just recently where she had to avoid another type of netting, and she immediately leaps to the side bringing her closer to the fence than the woods.

Jubilee has posed:
As Scooter opens up on the right, Jubilee is throwing her hands upwards and blasting towards the left turret. She doesn't even hesitate, as if the two were in perfect sync with each other. The explosive fireworks reflect in her pink shades as she pours on the dynamite, letting out a loud 'whoop' under her throat.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will take back to the air, and does a circle of te area, waiting to be told to come in and grab the girl. The man looks over frowning when he sees it is James.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau jumps sharply and silently to the left to get out of the range of the flying net, rolling up to a crouch and holding his arm cocked at a 90 degree angle with his fist up. Universal signal to hold position and be quiet. He see's the tripwire, but now what set off the net trap. He'd have seen a laser trip, and a motion detector in the woods would go off a thousand times a day due to wild life. He wants to know what the hell set that net off.

Cronenberg has posed:
Doogie Decker nods to Psylocke and replies with, "Yes ma'am." He fidgets and pulls at his borrowed uniform. The sounds from outside seem to be even more loud than a few moments ago. .oO(Okay, keep breathing. We have to save Erika, remember Erika) he thinks to himself before clapping his hands together a few times as though he were psyching himself up.

Ms. Marvel has posed:
If there's one thing that Kamala hasn't had yet, it's training in stealth and well. She's a monk. She doesn't do the whole rolling to detect and avoid traps thing. While Wolfsbane and Gambit are able to avoid the net easily, Ms. Marvel doesn't get that chance.

And normally, this isn't a problem. She could just go big and get her way out. There is a problem however - the net's electrified. And Kamala is super weak to electricity. The net smacks into her and she lets out a scream as all of her limbs freak out, stretching and going long and in seperate directions all at once before the charge in the net runs out and all of her limbs snap back into her and she falls forward on her face, smoke rising from her as the electrical charge has completely fried her out.

Warpath has posed:
A fine rain of iron filings drifts down from the sky. It isn't a thick fall of them, just there are tiny bits of the metal spread out across the area, drifting on the wind.

James jumps down from the bunker he is on as Cyclops blows up one of the machine guns. The other begins spurting a stream of high caliber bullets towards the X-man leader, getting off a few shots his direction before Jubilee manages to detonate some of the rounds in the magazine belt before they make it into the gun. A few shots fire wildly and disable the gun.

As James sprints forward, a pair of small robots come round the corners of buildings to join him. They are each cubic, about two feet in each dimension, and roll on small, tank-like tracks. One of them has some sort of a nozzle sticking out the top. As it starts rolling towards Cyclops, a small flame can be seen burning at the end of the nozzle as it starts to point his way. The other robot has a vertical barrel and something goes WHUMP as it launches from it up into the air.

James is sprinting towards Cyclops as he sees Cannonball fly in. "Samuel! Get out of here! Leave the rest of them to their fate. They deserve it for John, you know that!"

Two more of the robots wheel out of the other side of the base, heading towards Remy and his team. In addition, a machine gun turret pops out of a bunker on their side. It seems like the defenses were dormant, but with the fire on the other side of the base are coming to life! The machine gun starts to aim towards Gambit. The robots will take a little longer to reach them.

Souvenir has posed:
Erika Kristasdottir takes a deep breath and hauls her weight back against the zip tie, muttering a stream of profanities to try to fight through the pain. Tears fill her eyes, and she almost doesn't notice when her bloody finger slips.

"wait, nononono.." She frantically fumbles around, pressing her thumb against the pipe just in time to stop the memory from fracturing.

Deep breath in. Deep breath out. Tears. Tears are okay.

She looks up at the monitors. Okay. She doesn't know the layout, but what she can see doesn't look great. And.. Is that Kamela?

It IS.. And she just got fried into a million billion pieces by a trap. So still... She sobs and falls against the pipe, miserable.

Psylocke has posed:
Mentally, Psylocke sends the instruction. <<Cannonball, grab Jubilee and fly her clear. THe mine will go off but you both should be safe thanks to your field. Then both of you take spots to support Cyclops.>> She glanced over at Doogie. "Be ready. We may be getting into this soon but we need to try to wait if we can. We are the surprise. Particularly you."

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane rolls back to a crouched position, just in time to see the net cause some real problems with one of her group. <<Ms. Marvel's down! Electric net! Checking on her, but things are moving in on us now!>> She looks toward Gambit and says, "We need tae get inside, but she may be unsafe here!" Vitals will be measured once the net can be cleared, but the sound of other things coming to life around them ramp up the need for quick action.

Cronenberg has posed:
Doogie Decker flexes out his fingers, they briefly seem to become strange and boneless. "Okay, okay yeah. I got this, I got this," he says to Psylocke while shifting his weight from one foot to another over and over. "No one knows about me, so I'm an unknown factor. I can do unknown factor, yeah."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will soar down grabbing Jubilee up into his arms, and as he does, the mine sets up a nice bounceing up and a firey expolosion but luckily Sam's fieldholds and tey fly out the other side.

Cyclops has posed:
    Scott steps forwards towards James after the man has jumped down, he reaches up to his harness on his shoulder and tightens it by tugging on a strap. "Damn it James, stop this. Your bother died doing what he thought was right, not because we made him." Scott says, his attention turning towards the leaping bot, and it gets a side full of red concussive force, launching the thing back towards the building it came from. When Scott is blind sided by a fire spitting mini-tank and he dives away with his sleeve still ablaze, which Scott tries to roll on the ground to put it out while being warry of James.

Jubilee has posed:
"Ooof!" Jubilee calls out as Sam dive bombs her from behind, then rockets upwards as the explosion rumbles in their wake, protected by his blast shield. She clings to her shades with one hand, then uses her free hand to send a blaze of explosions in return down towards the fire-spitting tank. "Hold on Scott! We're coming!" She calls out to her team leader. "Sam! Fast ball special. Right into that dude's chest!"

Gambit has posed:
Since Remy apparently has lost his abilities as a MAster thief for the day or something, he charges a handful of cards and throws them at the tank bot things. Four cards in a tight spread, each with the explosive equivalent of a hand grenade. Normally over kill, but a little overkill is a highly under rated commodity.

Ms. Marvel has posed:
There's a soft noise that comes from Kamala from beneath the net. "Oooof." she managed as she starts to try to struggle to get back to her feet with Wolfsbane's assistance. "Totally blew the traps roll, didn't I?"

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie will start to head that way and calls out "James, this aint right your better than this." He does not seem to be pulling off, sending Jubies in where she wans to be.

Wolfsbane has posed:
"Roll? I'm sure I have nae idea whit ye're talking about. Maybe yuir brain's been scrambled," Wolfsbane tells Ms. Marvel, shaking her head as she helps the woman up slowly, yet as quickly as she can manage. She's never done any dicing games. "Yuir limbs went all oot o' whack, an'.." Soon, explosions from the cards Gambit threw get her back on focus, and she growls in the back of her throat. "This has gone too far. We need tae get past tha' fence an' inside, right noo!" Stealth is good, but speed is sometimes better.

A running leap, with all she can put into it, takes her over the fence with little more than a couple inches of clearance before she lands and breaks into a run. She might draw some attention to make it easier on the others. She might also be rushing into further danger beyond the robots and guns, but a moving target is harder to hit than a standing one.

Warpath has posed:
The tanks that Remy targets are hit by the cards. Bits of metal and treads are blow apart. One of the pair goes up in a HUGE fiery explosion that sends a big cloud into the air above it.

Good shot getting that one.

The machine gun atop a bunker on Remy's side opens fire, tracers and bullets sweeping across ground towards Wolfsbane and Ms. Marvel.


Warpath growls at Scott. "He died pointlessly because of Xavier!" Vibranium knives swing through the air as Warpath tries to gut the X-man leader.

The fire-spitting tank is taken out, blown several feet backwards and left a smoking ruin by Cyclops and Jubilee. The remaining robot on Cyclop's side of the base, turns to the side, the tube that sticks out the top adjusting aim and this time a trio of shots sound. WHUMP! WHUMP! WHUMP! Three mortar shells arc through the air towards the infiltration team's side of the base, where they are already dealing with a machine gun.

Souvenir has posed:
Shaky, sobbing breath in. Okay, Souvenir. Just.. break free, and then maybe go use the controls at the...

He took the control panel. Because of course, that would be too easy, wouldn't it?

She slams her weight into trying to break the zip tie again, working it back and forth, clamping her lips shut to muffle the scream of pain from her lips.

Oh, God, is that.. is that blood dripping on my leg? Please, please break.

Because if this zip tie doesn't, I will.

Jubilee has posed:
As Jubilee and Cannonball rockets down towards Warpath, Jubilee clenches her fists up, then lets out a loud yell as she summons her emotions to the surface. She lets loose a blast of explosives, right at the back of the large man's feet, looking to cripple the ground beneath him so that he will topple, and hopefully, if Cannonball keeps his forward momentum, give him a meteor like slam square into his chest, protected by his blast field. <<INCOMING!>> She cries out.

Ms. Marvel has posed:
Getting to her feet slowly, Ms. Marvel shakes off the feeling of tingling in all of her muscles. "Sorry." she manages. "I'm used to cockatiel's with the brains of Thomas Edision, not this." she manages. But as everyone is starting to move again, the explosion gets the girl's attention. "Okay. Lead the way."

As she approaches the fence, Kamala grows and shifts the length of her legs, easily becoming taller than the fence as she moves to step over it as she offers her hands to the others to lift them over. As if they need it.

Cyclops has posed:
    Scott's burned arm is put out, but he's assaulted by the vengeful man and while he's able to dodge one, Scott misses the second knife and finds it in his abdomen. The X-man grits his teeth as he grabs his hands onto James' wrist to hold it there against him so no more damage can come, but Cyclops' rage spews out as pain washes over him and he opens his visor to full at point blank at James with a primal yell.

Psylocke has posed:
"You're up," Psylocke says to Doogie as she continues to look in the directino of the compound. She is able to see the battle raging. "I'm going to teleport you in behind a machine gun. You will need to use the machine gun to our advantage." She looks to the young man. "You will be teleporting through the shadow realm. Trust that I have you. Do what you need to do." And with that, the shadows cast by the plane above their location begin to stretch and a moment later, Doogie is gone. Only to reappear behind the machine gun, growing up out o the shadows until he is standing there fully.

Gambit has posed:
Nope, no point in stealth at all really. Remy glances at Ms. MArvel and asks, "C'n yah get yahself ovah dat fence? Ot'erwise get back ta de blackbird." he says to the girl and starts running towards the fence himself, At the last second extending his bo staff and using it to launch himself up and over top of it. Now if they hadn't stupidly stumbled into that net trap he could have cut a hole in the fence, letting all three of them in. But the Cajun is imcompiteant today apparently.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie comes in as scott's blast knocks James back. Sam comes in hard hitting the man but before he can fly away sam is grabbing him and flying him up. "James, John would not want this, he died, saving people your kidnapping kids, my students." He looks at the man "Your better than this."

Cronenberg has posed:
Doogie Decker goes wide-eyed as he is suddenly pulled briefly into another dimension, a new experience for sure, and deposited on a loud and chaotic battlefield. But with the pep talk from Psylocke the teenager doesn't miss a step. The unstable molecules cause the arm of his uniform to vanish as the arm changes, becoming monstrously muscular, and ending in half a dozen writhing tentacles about halfway down whis forearm, completely replacing his hand. The tentacles squirm through and into the gun which is harrying the infiltration team, and tries to yank it to fire on the remaining robot. He lets out a bellow that is half terror, half war cry.

Ms. Marvel has posed:
"I can help." Kamala is adamant on this. Despite her screw up with the net, she is determined to help. Once she steps over the fence, literally, she is moving to try to avoid the machinegun fire as she moves behind the destroyed tank robot that Gambit had taken out. Settling there for a moment, she took several breathes as she followed the arc of the shells back to the robot.

Closing her eyes, she listens for the shells. And then she puts her hands beneath the tank. And starts to get bigger. And bigger. The attack of the fifty foot tall Muslim is on as Ms. Marvel goes to her full height. Using the tank as a shield, she intercepts the shells in their flight to protect Gambit and Wolfsbane. "Go! Right behind you!" she promises, as she looks around and then she spies James. And she flings the tank in his direction.

"Hey! Pick on someone your own size!" Okay. She's a little mad. She's been fried and blown up. And she's NOT EVEN AN X-MAN.

Wolfsbane has posed:
As gunfire erupts and mortar shells begin to focus more on the infiltration group, Wolfsbane's mental touch changes or goes away completely, for she turns to a wolf to aid in her ability to scramble. This affects her ability to communicate, and it brings with it an element of a somewhat more feral influence, which she can control. The costume seemingly disappears, and while on all fours it's easier for her to stay closer to the ground and scamper ahead with speed and change directions.

Somewhere along the way, she catches view of someone appearing by the machine gun to do something with it - was that Doogie? - but she gets up alongside one of the buildings and presses close to it, using it for cover as she advances cautiously toward a door...which happens to be metal. Only then does she spot how tall Ms. Marvel has grown. Even the wolf seems capable of showing surprise at the sight.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie comes in as scott's blast knocks James back. Sam comes in hard hitting the man knocking him down into tthe hole Jubilee made. The man will slam him, and then Sam is atop him, no field. Looking intot he man's eyes "James, you kidnapped a kid Ah look after, John was a man of honor, the only one here who John would be fighting is you. he chose to fight to save people, James was a hero, you stay here, you dishonor him and your people.

Warpath has posed:
James Proudstar is blown back by Cyclops' optic blast. He flies all the way back to the concrete bunker, hitting it and staggering forward. Dazed, James shakes the cobwebs from his head just in time to get knocked about by Jubilee and then pounded again by Cannonball, ending up lying in the crater left by the woman's explosive blasts and Cannonball's impact.

He's bruised and battered, and some blood is leaking from where the broken concrete has scratched the Apache. "Charlatan," James says, spitting out blood. "Xavier's dream. A charlatan with a cult of personality. John wasted his life for a dream that has no chance," he says.

Souvenir has posed:
In the base, a small *pop!* of breaking plastic echoes softly through the room.

Ouch.. ouch.. ouch.. Erika Kristasdottir rubs some blood off of her hands. It isn't a texture she wants to feel again anytime soon. She starts peeling newsprint out of her clothes. At least the worst of it. Ugh. So much pain.

Okay, Souvenir. he's been treating that leather band like a memento. Time to see what's inside. She steps up and grabs it...

...WHOOSHsiGHtsAnDSOundsaNdcOLORsAndsMeLLsanDLImbsMovINgeVErYwhICHWayand~

...Her brain starts sorting everything out. Compartmentalizing it. Interpreting it. The world comes back.

In her mind, she scrutinizes the headband, like it were a sealed glass jar. Two owners.. one of life, one of grief, with trauma in the middle.

Almost without thinking, she raises it up, tying it around her head, smearing some blood on her face in the process.

Ms. Marvel has posed:
The fifty foot tall Marvel sees that James is down, and she tosses the tank to the side. There's a mrph from her, before she glances towards the door. "Want that opened?" comes the young woman's voice. She could /probably/ wrench the door clear off it's hinges without much effort.

Cyclops has posed:
    Scott slowly stands up, his arm singed and smoking, his burnt hand grasping at a vibranium knife in his side. Stand, isn't the right word. Scott is barely able to heft his upper half up enough to look at James. "At least John fought for a dream." Scott murmers with a snarl on his lips and a cough as he lays his head back down.

    Shoot there's more work to do. Scott frowns at himself, he's not being a good leader. He looks towards the machine shooting morter rounds at his team and clicks open his visor again, the force knocking his head back as he's weak, but hopefully the initial burst gets it.

Warpath has posed:
James Proudstar doesn't have metal skin, but he is resilient. The few seconds to catch his breath talking to Sam are enough that he lashes out towards Samuel with his feet, just trying to knock the man to the ground as Warpath follows through to roll back up to his feet.

James ducks as Scott's visor opens, but the X-man wasn't aiming at him. The final bits of robot are blown to kingdom come, whatever was left after Doogie raked it with the machine. The remaining mortar rounds go off, adding to the noise and fireworks.

Speaking of fireworks? James uses his crouch to leap through the air then, his knife held in both hands as he pulls it back for an overhead stab at Jubilee as his leap drops him towards her.

Jubilee has posed:
After landing on her feet, Jubilee spins her hands about in a quick motion as she pin wheels them, then points them down towards Warpath, her fingers crackling with energy. "James! Come on man! Stop this, /please/." She begs of him. "Look, how does this end in your mind? You know we aren't gonna kill you. The X-Men don't do that. But we're gonna defend ourselves."

When he knocks Sam off to the side, then leaps to his feet, she lets out a loud squeak as she finds him suddenly leaping for her. "No! James! Please!" The air about her crackles, pops, then explodes as she lets out a loud scream as the world around her ignites, followed by an earth shaking KA-BOOM as she causes an eruption from her hands, bright, blinding and chaotic. Razzle-effing-dazzle.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane's form shifts back to what it had been before, eyes snapping over toward another building as the mental link is re-established. "Gambit! I have a scent! Follow me!" Eyes shift toward Ms. Marvel as well. "Ye too!" Three people are better than two. Whatever's going on with those iron filings raining down, they seem dangerous to be left out in the open around, so she keeps close to any cover she can.

"He came oot o' tha' building!" She points to a particular one and adds, "We need tae be sure it's safe tae enter!" This would be where Gambit's skills come into play, and she runs in that direction once an opening is presented.

Cronenberg has posed:
Doogie Decker normally wouldn't turn a gun on a person, but seeing the kind of damage that James has shrugged off so far he figures that his confiscated weapon would do little more than annoy the man. But even an annoyance would be a contribution. He yanks the machine gun to sweep around the area of James' feet when he's sure that there is no chance for catching a teammate in the crossfire.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie rolls with the kick off. He will end up back on his fet, and frows at the other man moving to get between him and jubies, but Sam is not quite fast enough Jubies is faster, and sam ends up missing both Jubies and James, and eatting dirt blinded by the pyrotechnics for a moment.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau nods moving as quickly as possible to catch-up to Wolfsbane, trying to examine the entrance as quickly and throughly as possible while simultaniously looking for any sort of traps or failsafes. Explosives, torrent guns, custard pies to the face, you know whatever.

Warpath has posed:
James Proudstar gets knocked back by Jubilee's blast, it sending him hurtling back into that concrete bunker he previously hit. He staggers forward, covering his face as machine gun bullets begin spraying him from Doogie's gun. Samuel might be surprised how much punishment the Native American has managed to take without going down yet. The Hellion that Samuel knew would have been knocked out cold by now.

James darts forward even as a few of the bullets lodge in his skin, while others seem to deflect off. He reaches the chain link fence and grabs it. A mighty shake is given, causing a ripple to fly down the fence and then he's yanking a section of it out of the ground, either free of its posts or with the metal poles dangling from them. He swings the length of fence towards Cyclops, Cannonball, and Jubilee, less a bludgeon than an entrapping attack.

Souvenir has posed:
First thing? Open it. The jar in her mind evaporates, and Souvenir wobbles as he? she suddenly finds herself in the body of a small teenage girl.

Trauma. The outside of an airplane. She hears voices - her teachers. She punches it. There is fire, and pain, and... brrr. Friends..

I know what to do.

She digs deeper into the headband. More. I need more. His.. her.. body seems small. Souvenir looks at a reflective bit of metal, not nearly good as a mirror.

"I'm not good at this, but, um. I've been kidnapped by a man named James. He has your headband. Now we're wearing it, don't take it off. We're at Valhalla base, he's got the place covered with land mines, and he's attacking the X-Men for revenge. I think for you. That seems kind of messed up? Anyway.. I'm just some girl that can read memories from souvenirs. Maybe you can talk to him? Please. Or something. Anything."

More memories. She goes in deeper, until the light at the end of the tunnel fades. She gets lost. A little moth of thought inside the man that is John Proudstar, looking out the windows of her eyes from afar.

He shakes his head, disappointed, and turns to face the door.

Warpath has posed:
It seems the Native American was trying to make sure no one got into his base of operations. Remy will spot a few places where the paint looks fresher on the wall than others. It's a very close match, but not quite right, it hasn't aged like the rest of the paint.

Closer examination of those spots will reveal charges of C4, lined with components that would turn into shrapnel and make the hallway into the bunker a kill zone, should they go off. Spotting them was the hard part. Disabling them will be easy for the master thief. No other sign of booby traps then, between the X-men and Erika.

Ms. Marvel has posed:
Shrinking back down to her normal size, Kamala moves to join the others. Settling behind Wolfsbane and Gambit, she frowns. "Erika's in there?" she asks. She fails to hide the worry in her voice as she waits for the others to do their work.

Wolfsbane has posed:
*Sniffsniff*

Wolfsbane's nose wrinkles. Is that..fresh paint? She hasn't quite spotted the danger yet, but something is different enough that she's given reason to pause before trying to open the door. The wolfen mutant looks toward Gambit again, saying, "I think there's something here. Can ye tell?" It's enough for them to be careful, but she moves like someone itching to GOGOGO. Patience is difficult sometimes.

Gambit has posed:
C4 is an amazingly stable explosive, provided you don't his it with a catalyst like electricity, you can carry it around in your pocket. Remy quickly disables the wires from the gray blobs shaking his head. "De boy seen too many action movies." He mutters before opening the door, "Rahne, take poin' Between yah nose an' mah eyes we should be able ta detect anyt'ing else.

Ms. Marvel has posed:
Kamala remains behind the two others as they are able to work open the door as she waits. "Sorry." she finally manages in a quiet voice to them. "I'm still learning."

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie is hit by the fence, maybe not entangled as much as James had hoped, since he was on the ground. He will roll over rubbing at his eyes sitting up, trying to see where folks are through the spots.

Jubilee has posed:
As the fence is sent spiraling over to them, Jubilee dives to the side, somersaults, then pops up to her feet, just to get knocked out from under them as she gets whacked by the incoming metal. She feels the cuts slice through her jeans, the blood welling up into her stretchy denim as she cries out in pain. "James! Knock it off!"

Wolfsbane has posed:
Lacking any experience with C4, Wolfsbane is nonetheless thankful that someone like Gambit is there to deal with it. Otherwise, getting inside could have been a deadly proposition. Swinging the door open along with Remy's help, she glances behind her to warn Ms. Marvel, "Just stay close behind us. We still have nae idea whit we're going tae see when we go inside an'--" This is the exact moment the interior is revealed to show none other than:

"Erika!"

Clawed hands extend to gently support the girl. "Ye're bleeding! An' whit are ye doing wi' tha' on?" She's spotted the headband, the blood markings that could oddly pass for...well.

<<We have her! Coming outside!>>

Souvenir has posed:
"You must be her friends."

The voice is a bit less feminine, accented. Harder. "She told me my brother was hunting you." Souvenir shakes his head, face streaked in blood, blood dripping from his bare hands, wrists a bloodied mess. Leather headband tied around his forehead. Erika... isn't there, anymore.

Souvenir looks between you all with no sign of recognition. "I don't know any of you, but she thinks I can talk sense into him for once. I think she underestimates how stubborn he can be, but we will see." They step out the door, squinting for a moment. "Engii! Hat' ii baa nadaa? James 'ken'aey!" The voice is squeaky coming from the voice box of a fifteen year old girl, but it isn't feminine, and the accent is Apache.

Warpath has posed:
James Proudstar is just getting read to start giving the fence a number of high-strength shakes, making it roll like the ocean and try to buffet his foes about, when he hears the Apache being spoken.

Warpath stops and looks over, seeing the teenaged student that he'd taken prisoner. And wearing his brother John's headband. He pauses and stares. He'd researched painstakingly to find a good target to lure the X-men here. He had some notion of Erika's power, but did not expect this.

"John?" he replies, then says something in Apache. "How... you know the name he used to call me when we were children?" James says, staring at Erika. His fight is forgotten, the fence held in his hands but no longer using it to assault anyone. Smoke rises from multiple places around the base as the remains of machine gun turrets and robotic drones burn and smoke.

Ms. Marvel has posed:
As Erika talks in the weird tone, Kamala's eyes fall to the headband. She says nothing, perhaps realizing what's happened. They had long talks on her powers before. But that doesn't prevent Ms. Marvel from following after Erika to keep her safe while James converses with his 'brother'.

Gambit has posed:
Remy LeBeau does much the same as Ms. MArvel, When he'd first seen Erika he'd shrugged out of his coat, intending to put it on her. After all it's something that he's worn most of his career. And in that career he has developed many skills that might be good for getting the girl out... instead though it seems the girl has her own plan cooked up with the Psychopaths dead brother? Sure we'll go with that plan.

Cronenberg has posed:
Doogie Decker notices a seeming lapse in the fighting. He uses his tentacles to shut down the gun, before letting his gun snap back to normal, the unstable molecules reforming the sleeve along that arm as he does. His eyes widen when he sees Erika, but she sounds differently? A particular application of her abilities perhaps? He holds his ground for a moment, ready to reactivate the machine gun at a moments notice if this all goes wrong again.

Souvenir has posed:
Souvenir stares at James a moment. "Because I used to call you that when we were little! Why are you attacking my friends? I fought for my friends! I believe in my friends! I died for my friends! Is my own brother now my enemy?" His? fingers curl into fists, furious. "Explain yourself!"

John shakes his? head. "I know you never believed in Xavier's ideas. I never expected you to! You have your own path!"

"I wanted to be proud of all the great things you were accomplishing! Following your dreams! Your path! Protecting people in your own way! As I was trying to protect people in mine! And what do I find? I find you trying to tear down what I worked for! This isn't protecting our people, brother. This is tearing our people apart, like the invaders did." He hmphs, disgusted.

Wolfsbane has posed:
There's surprise in the expression of the wolfen mutant, but Wolfsbane says after a moment, "..aye, friends. He..set a trap." What comes next, she could not really have predicted, only being marginally aware of how Erika's powers work. However, the Apache spoken has an immediate effect on James, as Rahne looks between Gambit, Ms. Marvel, and then the others with some confusion evident. She waits.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and raises a brow to this. He hmms, and will move to check on Scott though. Pulling his shirt off to use it to hold the on the man's wound to make sure he aint bleding out. He will do his best to help the man.

Warpath has posed:
"John... they caused your death!" James protests. "They-" he gets out before he's cut off by Erika sharing John's feelings about what he's done here. A flush comes over James face at the mention of behaving like those who tried to force their own beliefs on the Apache.

The giant Native American swallows as the little teenaged girl stares him down, those trails of blood on her face. For a moment he sees her, the girl he kidnapped. He turns and looks around at everyone. Scott with his wound. Samuel.

Rahne. Oh shit. She was here?

James looks down at his wrist and keys in a code. He picks up his knives from the ground, slipping them into sheaths and looks around at the group of X-men and New Mutants, shoulders slumped. "What now?" he asks quietly. "Turn me over to SHIELD to go to... wherever they put people?" James asks in a tone as if he feels like he deserves it.

Cyclops has posed:
    Scott groans and is turning quite pale. He's not looking so great. Plus the smell of burnt costume and skin lingers on the x-man. It's not pleasant. He coughs a few times but doesn't react a whole lot.

Ms. Marvel has posed:
With Erika finishing her whole 'beyond the grave' speech, Ms. Marvel steps up behind her. A hand settles on her shoulder, squeezing it. "...Souvenier. You can come back now." she says in quiet concern. She can come back, right?

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie looks over and says "Your coming with us and we decide. Give the blades to Gambit James. You need to be unarmed, and once we get Scott up, he and Jean can decide what is goign to happen with ya man."

Souvenir has posed:
Souvenir walks over to James, putting a hand on his shoulder. "James. I *disobeyed orders*. I needed to stop the plane, and I attacked it. Xavier ordered me to stand down and get to safety. He wanted to protect me.

"I refused. I held onto the plane, and smashed it. I thought it would force it to come down, and I could jump off."

He shakes his head. "It did not. The last thing I smelled was fuel, and then everything was flames." He looks into the distance, silent a moment. "It was I who caused my death. Noone else. You can stop being angry, now." He looks back at Kamala. "A moment."

Cronenberg has posed:
Doogie Decker jumps off of the edge of the bunker, his legs briefly becoming large and armored in order to withstand the drop. He brushes himself off and looks about, everything seems be be over? But gosh that was the scariest thing he's ever been a part of!

Wolfsbane has posed:
Yes, Rahne is there. She's there, and she's looking at Proudstar with a very disapproving gaze. No matter how defeated he looks or sounds after being berated by his older brother through Erika, she walks up to him and lets him see just how saddened she is by what he's done, but there's also a hardened, steeled strength behind her that he might not have seen before.

"James Proudstar, I always thought ye were one o' th' best Hellions. I thought ye had morals some o' them lacked. But today, after ye kidnapped a student an' tried tae kill us, I realize I was wrong. Ye showed ye're nae better than Empath. I'm verra disappointed in ye." And, clearly, so is his big brother.

She turns away from him, quickly wiping at her eyes as the aftermath of everything is laid out before them: injured people, signs of destruction around them. "He comes back tae Xavier's wi' us, an' intae a cell for noo. It's where he belongs for whit he's done."

One of the smallest, seemingly meekest of Xavier's mutants has spoken, and she waits for the others to agree or not, but it already sounds like Sam is on her side.

Warpath has posed:
Hearing he was wrong even in who he blamed for the death causes James to further slump. He looks over to Samuel and nods his head. He removes the sheathes from his belt and passes them over to Gambit.

Rahne's approach brings his eyes over to focus on the young mutant. "I..." he starts to say to Rahne and then trails off. There's nothing to say to her. He just nods, accepting her rebuke without further comment.

James looks around the group and then turns towards Scott. "I can carry you. Back to the plane," James says. He'll look over to Samuel to see if this is ok to do, and to Scott as well. If given that permission, he'll move over to gently scoop Scott up in his arms if allowed.

Souvenir has posed:
Souvenir nods. "They have spoken."

He squeezes James's shoulder a moment, following him. When he stops at the plane, he looks into his eyes. "I know you walk a different path than I. Make me proud. If you want to honor my memory, seek the things we both sought. Protect our people. You no longer need to avenge me. In this," he points at James's chest, "You are free."

Ms. Marvel has posed:
Releasing Erika as she demands more time, Kamala goes silent. She still feels weird and tingly from the electrical attack as she keeps her base form, and reaches up with her left hand to grip her right elbow. Watching the interaction between the two, she waits.

Cannonball has posed:
Samuel Guthrie nods, and says "You carry him, while I keep pressure here." He tells the big man

Souvenir has posed:
Souvenir walks back to Kamala. He looks her in the eyes, smiles, then in one quick movement reaches up and pulls the headband off, half-collapsing.

A slight, near-sobbing noise, and then "ow.. I hurt so much, can we, you know. Go home now?"

Ms. Marvel has posed:
Kamala catches Erika in her arms, trying not to stumble under the added weight. She reaches up and brushes her fingers into her hair and nods. "Yes. We can go home now. Well. Get you home." she smirks. "I'll figure out if they'll let me stay or not."