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May 31, 2009 23:28

Because White Plains is the County Seat of Westchester County, the Westchester County Police share their facilities with the city police. Therefore--given the bombs--New York State Police from the barracks in Hawthorne are the first on the scene at White Plains Prep. According to Dispatch, the FBI agents sent up from the city are currently locked ( Read more... )

delores vickery, ms. bauer, ansley hooper, prom hard, emmy hogan, x-23, rose toren

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cutting_edgex23 April 7 2009, 18:46:00 UTC

There's barely a click as the radio shuts off, but the absence of static across the line means X is moving, claws slicing through his throat neat and clean as anything.

She can afford that, at least for the moment.

Later --

Later will be messy. That is okay.

She and Rose are good at what they do.

ofthatantet April 7 2009, 19:06:49 UTC

She waits crouched in the van as they pass the first sentry; she has one of the Bluetooth earpieces in, and waits until she hears them confirmed by the next sentry.

(She doesn't hear him hit the ground, naturally, but she trusts X-23.)

She slips out of the van, darting fleetly between the open side-door and the ruined front windows, and does what she does. Covering the school's multiple exits would have been easy with the force originally brought to bear, but now they're stretched thin. Vulnerable. She takes off the dead man's boots.

It is not a good night to be on sentry duty.

(Slitting throats is not pretty, and it doesn't feel very clean, but it sure works well.)

cutting_edgex23 April 7 2009, 19:22:05 UTC

X stays a half-step behind and to the side of Dolores as they approach the next sentry, keeping her head down and her eyes half-closed.

She seems tired. Defeated.

At least until she buries her claws in his face, twisting as he falls so as to keep fresh blood from getting on her clothes.

That would not be efficient.

wplainsdrifters April 7 2009, 19:50:57 UTC

Dolores flinches.

She knows these people; knows these faces.

(remembers that they kept her locked in an attic, that they let her out twice a day like a dog, that they despised her; remembers her home and her work and her ordinary life, now gone to feed the roses--)

Swallows, and moves on.

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