Werid Science (tag in, o captured ones!)

Feb 28, 2006 13:11

Florecent lights buzzed gently in the gunmetal grey corridor as Dr. Vanessa Sinesis walked down it, looking in on her newest specimines. A small smile tugged at her cupid bow lips, which she caught in the wall's reflection. The smile widened a bit as she regarded her still smooth and pale skin, and her carefully styled red hair. She smoothed a ( Read more... )

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ya_metalhead March 1 2006, 04:19:04 UTC
((OOC: behold the new thread))

Zack swaggered to his feet as best he could. His head was swimming and walking felt strange. His stomach was doing things it had never done before.

"That's... That's easy enough for you to say, @$$hole! You didn't just have your whole f*cking physiology knocked out of whack!" Zack staggerred back to the bunk and plopped down. 'I fell and didn't break anything...'

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x_winddancer March 1 2006, 04:25:56 UTC
"Can we stop yelling at each other please?" Sofia pleaded. She hated yelling, especially when there were so many better things to do, like thinking of a way out. And from the looks of it, the yelling was only making her cellmate more unstable.

She directed her attention to Tommy, who seemed to know the place. "Who is this Mantis person she was talking about?"

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tommyshepard March 1 2006, 04:45:53 UTC
“What?” Tommy blinked at the girl, momentarily distrusted from the short guy who seemed to think he was the only one to feel out of sorts over their power loss, and then shrugged slightly. Why did everyone think he knew what was going on around her? Was he some kind of expert of kidnappings now? He hadn’t even been kidnapped really, so much as held against his will in a very legal manner. “I don’t know. Whoever’s running this probably. I’m sure we’ll figure it out when they come to drag us away and make with the testing.”

Because there was always testing and poking and prodding and really, at this point, he’d take Teddy’s homicidal kidnappers over revisiting that any day. Not that it mattered, maybe he should just get used to being a human lab rat. He sighed, raking his fingers through his hair.

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magnetlips March 1 2006, 04:58:00 UTC
Cassie bit her lip. She supposed she could tack kidnapping for experimental purposes off the list. "Do they knock you out before they take you or are you conscious?" She gave up on her collar, it was probably safe to say that it wasn't going to come off. "And how many people?"

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billykaplan March 1 2006, 18:28:51 UTC
"Too many..." Eliza whispered, backing into her corner again. She put her hands over her ears as if she were trying to shut out the noise.

She wasn't wearing a collar.

Billy rolled away from the toilet and forced himself upright. He scanned those cells that he could see, counting. "I don't see the Vision. Or Mrs. Xanathos."

"Grandma's not here." Eliza whispered. "She's going to be so very, very angry." This seemed to make her happy. She smiled a half-mad smile. "She'll huff, and she'll puff, and she'll blow their house down..."

"So a rescue is on the way." Billy said firmly. "Besides, we can get out of here. All we have to do is think. These collars had to be put on us, so there has to be a way to take them off."

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tommyshepard March 1 2006, 23:16:36 UTC
Tommy looked between Billy, who he decided would now be Captain Stupidly Optimistic, and the girl who seemed to be just a little on the cracked side. Though, in a general sense, maybe it was better to be cracked from the outset than to go insane later. It was a theory at least ( ... )

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magnetlips March 2 2006, 01:13:49 UTC
Up until now Cassie had been able to forgive Tommy’s snarky outbursts, in a strange way she even found them almost endearing, but he had quickly crossed the line.

“Shut up!” She snapped. “The Vision is not dead, he’s probably found Eli and alerted the Avengers and they’re on their way here now. And even if they’re not I am not just going to sit here and let them use us as guinea pigs. We are getting out of here before that so if you don’t have any suggestions, you can just shut the hell up!”

Cassie felt her stomach twist and nearly threw up. Vision’s not a scrap heap, Eli’s coming, and the Avengers are on their way too, she told herself. They were not going to die here. Their lives were not going to end in this miserable prison. She hadn’t done anything wrong.

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teddyaltman March 2 2006, 01:54:05 UTC
Given the fact that moving hurt at the moment -- and that was a weird sensation, being hurt and the pain not gradually bleeding away as the wound healed; his power has definitely spoiled him that way -- Teddy didn't really want to move from his bunk. This was the second time in two days that he'd been kidnapped, held against his will, and had his powers stripped away from him, and he was finding that he definitely did not like it.

Want to or not, the brewing storm in the cell-block didn't give him much of a choice. Teddy almost didn't wince when he got to his feet and crossed the small cell, hand landing on Tommy's shoulder to pull the speedster away from the force-field. It took more effort than it should have; dammit, he wanted his super-strength back.

"You're not helping," he said flatly. "If you can't be less of a jerk than you have been since you broke me out before, then Cassie's right: sit down and shut up." There was only so long his patience was going to last if the Billy knockoff didn't start cooperating.

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evilst March 2 2006, 03:22:42 UTC
The steady click, click, click of bootheels echoed down the hall, coming closer and closer to the row of cells, until finally the owner of the boots was in sight ( ... )

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ya_metalhead March 2 2006, 03:52:44 UTC
Zack's head was still doing crazy things. Maybe it was the lack of organic steel. Maybe it was the lunch he just lost, for the first time in years. Maybe it was the fact that everything was moving so fast and he still had NO idea what was going on, who anyone was (except his cellmate and Eliza over there), or why this lady wanted any of them in the first place.

He felt another wave of nausea pass over. Was it the woman's presence? The imposing visage of the prison walls? Or was it all those years of drinking motor oil as a joke catching up with him? 'I could /really/ use my innards back, like five minutes ago.'

"Uh, excuse me, doc? Hey, how's it goin'? Um... how can I put this delicately..." He spoke very carefully, as if trying to get just the right words together. "What... the fuck... is going on?"

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notahawkingbird March 2 2006, 06:08:40 UTC
The news that there were bombs in the collars, while not in the least bit pleasant, was also not too surprising; it confirmed Kate's suspicions that they weren't just for nullifying powers. It also meant that her plan to try frying some circuits with her tazer (if it was still in her purse and if she got her purse back) was no longer valid, but there was no way Kate was giving up over that.

"And did you have to put us girls across from the guys?" she asked when the metal guy had stopped talking. "I can respect a good bit of psychological warfare, but this is just awkward." There were all sorts of advantages to talking: if you couldn't talk circles around a person, sound like someone they'd be more interested in or more likely to ignore.

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evilst March 2 2006, 15:34:31 UTC
"Do you really think your privacy is relevent?" Vanessa asked, not even turning to look at Kate. She let her hand hover just above the forcefield as she smiled at Tommy. "You belong to me now. Well... to the government, technically, but they don't care what I do, as long as I give them what they want."

Her smile was sharp and cruel as she let her hand drop. "Good little super soliders who will do everything they tell them to. I do so love you Americans. Willing to kill your own children in the name of your so called freedom."

Vanessa finally turned towards the girl's side. She still wasn't looking at Kate, though. And she was still smiling.

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x_winddancer March 2 2006, 20:49:01 UTC
Wonderful. Not only did the collars restrict her powers but could go off at the will of this doctor and anyone else working with her. She couldn’t say she wasn’t surprised but this, but it did make this all the less pleasant.

Sofia watched Dr. Sinesis carefully as she moved past her cell and towards Tommy’s, studying her for anything that could be used to their advantage. Xavier’s pushed everyone to master this ability to observe; she never mastered it, but she hoped she knew enough to pick up something. Before she could pick up anything useful, her attention was directed from her movements to what she was saying ( ... )

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tommyshepard March 2 2006, 23:39:38 UTC
Tommy shrank back, shaking Teddy off and backing away. The woman was pretty but she made his skin crawl like a thousand ants were crawling underneath it. Plus the things she was saying were…well, actually, that was kind of what he’d been saying. Not escaping, gonna being experimented on and then die. And yet no one seemed to want to yell at her for it ( ... )

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evilst March 2 2006, 23:47:42 UTC
Vanessa arched an eyebrow, turning from Sophia and Eliza with that smile still on her face. She raised her arm, pulling back her sleave, and showed the keypad bracer on her wrist.

She raised a finger, waggled it at Tommy, and pressed a button. The forcefeild on Tommy and Teddy's cell disappeared with a faint fizzle. "Well?" she said, putting her hands on her hips.

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ya_metalhead March 3 2006, 03:17:03 UTC
Zack felt as though he had to thank the snarky one. He had drawn the attention away from Zack, who was currently deep in thought. He paced about his cell making faces to himself, almost like he was having a very in-depth debate with himself.

After much self-deliberation, a detailed search of the room, and a little careful fidgeting with his collar, Zack approached Billy, as to not draw any attention to either of them.

Under the din of the arguement outside, he asked as quietly as he could "Say, Billy, what do suppose would happen first if tried to take this off; I blow up with it, or I turn back to steel and am okay?"

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