Warren drops them off -- quite literally -- near the loading dock entrance. It's the quickest and least obtrusive entrance into the building at the best of times
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She hits the ground with her shoulder, rolling forward and back to her feet with hardly a pause.
"There are dossiers. But we do not have time."
She makes a break for the building, diving straight into the knot of recently un-deceased mutants.
It is entirely possible that this way they will not be able to use the full range of their powers, provided they are not supposed to injure their colleagues.
If not --
X is still likely to be the only one to survive.
Pyro, meanwhile, has decided that now is the time to monologue about his heroic death and subsequent resurrection.
He punctuates this speech with a far-reaching spray of flame.
Leo threw down a smoke bomb the instant that monologue started. He knows how this goes. Now, he is making his way across the dock's awning in hopes of getting closer the door without having to engage people that might or might not be friendly combatants.
That is, until he is clothes-lined by a random flying guy in spandex. He manages to tuck and roll with it, popping back up in time to see the flier coming in for a second pass. He tightens his grips on on his swords, readying himself. And then slams his elbow into the flier's jaw at the last moment when he gets close enough to engage. And watches him fall headfirst into the mob of mutants. At least he takes down a few others in the process?
On the ground, X remains silent, turning her opponents' momentum against them by using most of them as human-sized obstacles for the rest of the crowd.
She's aided in this, if inadvertently, by a brilliant pink bolt of what may be telekinetic energy that slices just above her head as she throws a purple-suited undead Hellion over her hip.
There's no time to recover from that maneuver before another quick barrage of bolts is thrown in her general direction.
She needs more maneuverability, but it's going to take a few moments for her to break back out of the current too-close press of bodies.
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Leo unsheathes his swords without looking away from the fire throwing blond man in the strange body suit.
"Do you know any of these people?" Should he be aiming for lethal or nonlethal take downs?
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She hits the ground with her shoulder, rolling forward and back to her feet with hardly a pause.
"There are dossiers. But we do not have time."
She makes a break for the building, diving straight into the knot of recently un-deceased mutants.
It is entirely possible that this way they will not be able to use the full range of their powers, provided they are not supposed to injure their colleagues.
If not --
X is still likely to be the only one to survive.
Pyro, meanwhile, has decided that now is the time to monologue about his heroic death and subsequent resurrection.
He punctuates this speech with a far-reaching spray of flame.
Reply
That is, until he is clothes-lined by a random flying guy in spandex. He manages to tuck and roll with it, popping back up in time to see the flier coming in for a second pass. He tightens his grips on on his swords, readying himself. And then slams his elbow into the flier's jaw at the last moment when he gets close enough to engage. And watches him fall headfirst into the mob of mutants. At least he takes down a few others in the process?
"I'm sorry if you're not a bad guy in this!"
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She's aided in this, if inadvertently, by a brilliant pink bolt of what may be telekinetic energy that slices just above her head as she throws a purple-suited undead Hellion over her hip.
There's no time to recover from that maneuver before another quick barrage of bolts is thrown in her general direction.
She needs more maneuverability, but it's going to take a few moments for her to break back out of the current too-close press of bodies.
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