The World Is Ours

[the_new_shaman]

Things had calmed now, on Madripoor. Or had gotten as calm as they were ever going to get on an island like Madripoor. Nate and Terry had stayed behind a few days to deal with the aftermath of their run in with crimelords of Madripoor, and now that the dust had settled, they were ready to move on

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[red_sonique]

"Is that where they eat shrimp on dolls?" asks Sonique.

[the_new_shaman]

He was clearly confused as he pictured that in his head.

"If they do, then what are the dolls made out of?" Cause plastic is tough on the teeth and stomach (do not ask how he knows this).

[red_sonique]

"I don't know. I just keep hearing people making jokes about throwing another shrimp on the Barbie down there." She grins. "We could go there and find out."

[the_new_shaman]

He chuckled at that. "Sounds as good a reason as any, Red." He tossed the 'globe' up in the air and caught it.

"What about Atlantis? We'd be completely underwater and there aren't too many places with fresh oxygen, but other than that, I hear its really nice."

[cassidykeeper]

To the human ear, the sonic frequencies Sean is emitting are totally inaudible. They are, however, enough to give the telepath they're focused on (from a safe distance, of course) one heck of a headache.

[the_new_shaman]

One that hits suddenly, like a god damned freight train. He held his head in his hands and groaned a bit.

"Damn, where the hell did that come from?"

[red_sonique]

"I don't know...." Sonique covers her own ears and looks around, squinting. "Can you sense anything?"

[the_new_shaman]

"I'm trying, but I can barely think." Not like he's never gotten headaches before, but never this sudden, and not this intense.

[bastard_black]

Tom's quite grateful that he's immune to Sean's powers, not because he thinks Sean doesn't have enough control to only strike Sonique and Nate, but because despite the stakes in the situation, he still doesn't trust Sean not to attack him. He should, at this point, realize that Sean's top priority is the same as his, but grudges live long.

He can tell immediately that it's Theresa. He knows, look for birthmarks, look for anything to be certain, but he's positive it's her. Resisting the urge to immediately try and fry Nate, or even acknowledge that he recognizes him, he calls out quizzically to her "Theresa? What in God's name are you doing in Madripoor?"

[red_sonique]

"Huh?" She stares blankly at the man calling to her. "Do I know you?"

[bastard_black]

"It's alright, Theresa, you don't need to act for your safety. No one on Madripoor will hurt you if they know I'm around. Come now, I insist you and whoever-this-is join me for lunch. I want to know why you're here." He doesn't let on how incredibly unnerved he is that she doesn't recognize him.

[red_sonique]

"Look, mister. I don't know who you think you are, or who you think I am--" Her midwestern voice trembles a little. "But I'm not going anywhere with you. If you--if you come any closer, I'll scream."

[cable_ready]

Cable focuses all his energy on diving into Domino's head to sever that connection.

And he scoops her up to bodyslide out of there with her, in the desperate hope that distance will help. That outer space will help...

"Don't let him breathe! I've got her!"

[the_new_shaman]

Nate's eyebrows shot up at the new arrival... or at least at the fist coming for his head. He put up both hands and blocked with a focused shield.

"You guys tried that once. It failed miserably."

He quickly expanded the shield, using it to throw Warpath and Deadpool away from him. The assault, coupled with Cable's actions, were enough to weaken the link, but he wasn't about to let it be totally severed.

[barwithnoname]

Then maybe this'll do the trick.

The Unstoppable Juggernaut, charging forward through the shield from behind, a heavy fist rearing back for a strike.

"Try yer luck with me, pipsqueak!"

[the_new_shaman]

Well, shit. That was unexpected.

The fist hit, and Nate was sent flying.

[cassidykeeper]

Another set of mutant-powered pipes have entered the equation. A strong, focused sonic blast is sent towards Nate at the speed of... well, sound. Angry Dad has finally lost the hold he had on himself, keeping him out of the fight and in the background.

"Give me back my daughter, you piece of shit!"

[the_new_shaman]

The blast drilled him in the side, but didn't knock him out of the air.

Banshee father of Siryn in this world, father of Sonique in another. Nate should've expected him to show. Still, he was hesitant to fight Sean, opting to remain on the defensive.

"She's not under my control, Sean. Never has been."

[cassidykeeper]

"You went in to her mind and rewrote it. How can you honestly say that isn't controlling her? What do you think I should do, sit back and let you do this to her?" challenges Banshee.

[the_new_shaman]

"If that's what Cable told you I did, he lied." Judging by the look in his eyes, he clearly stood by that conviction. Which, technically, was entirely true, but what he did was still no better than what he's being accused of.