So you think you know how this story goes? Are you ready for this? {OTA}

Dec 19, 2010 22:06

The power was out. In a place like this, the power wouldn't just go out without good reason. And even then? There'd be a back-up generator for occasions like this. Which meant that something was seriously wrong. Haylie was having another bout of insomnia due to energy build-up once again, which meant she was awake and doing push-ups on the floor of ( Read more... )

lorna 'polaris' dane, haylie 'spitfire' collins, [plot] zero tolerance, spencer 'voltage' trip, olivia hughes

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psychoempath December 20 2010, 04:56:36 UTC
Olivia had finally been on the verge of falling asleep when some strange sounds outside had started. Being very sensitive to any kind of noise she had simply found it annoying and tried to muffle it by wrapping her pillow around her head, but it hadn't done much to drown out everything, so it had to be loud ( ... )

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notouchpolicy December 20 2010, 05:13:32 UTC
"Keep your voice down." Haylie snapped quietly, giving the woman a moment to get her shoes on while realizing that she herself had forgotten both her gun and her boots in the fray. Studying Olivia for a long moment, she furrowed her brow slightly and decided to guess which one she was. She only knew the names of everyone in the building, not exactly faces.

"Hughes, right?"

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psychoempath December 20 2010, 05:29:24 UTC
Liv frowned and pulled on her hoodie, giving her a moment longer to think-this really seemed to be serious.

"Yep, Hughes. And you are..." She wanted to at least know the name of the woman. It couldn't hurt to stick close to her, if she could inflict that kind of damage on a wall. Yet another mutant with more interesting powers.

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notouchpolicy December 20 2010, 05:40:58 UTC
"Haylie Collins."

Flexing her fingers, she took a moment to roll her shoulders and stretch out her muscles because she knew she was going to have to put her years of gymnastics training to use. And they had to wait for Dane to get up, because Haylie wasn't leaving anyone behind to get killed. Besides, she didn't know what the two girls were capable of and there was a chance that it would come in handy.

Keeping her voice low, she looked at Olivia. "What can you do?"

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sparkedtoburst December 21 2010, 22:06:38 UTC
He'd been asleep when his door was kicked open, startling him and making him jump upright in the bed instantly. It also caused an arc of electric energy to shoot forth, blowing up the microwave beside the man that kicked in his door. Then Spencer saw the gun and panicked, another electric burst hitting the man dead center of the chest and dropping him as his body twitched ( ... )

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notouchpolicy December 22 2010, 04:37:45 UTC
"Spencer?!"

Flicking her wrist, Haylie sent one of the operatives flying through a wall as she called out. Skidding across the floor in her bare feet, she didn't bother stopping to check around corners for any more danger because she was just too damn focused on finding Spencer. And she'd been praying to God that he wasn't the one who'd been shot.

However, the sight of his door having been kicked in and the numerous signs of electrical outbursts crushed those hopes. The bodies on the floor only added to her panic and when her eyes fell upon Spencer's body and the blood beginning to pool beneath him, she went white.

"Spencer!" Haylie screamed - she never let her emotions get this much control over her to allow an outburst like this - and felt the strange burn of tears in her eyes as she fell to her knees and carefully rolled Spencer onto his back.

"Oh God. Spencer..."

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sparkedtoburst December 22 2010, 09:18:20 UTC
The noise of someone crashing into the wall startled him a touch, and he tried to concentrate enough on getting his hand up, and pulling some power to it, but nothing happened at all and Spencer just lay there until his shoulders were touched softly and he was carefully rolled over.

"I- hmm," the pain in his gut was steadily growing and he had to wonder if this was it, because that was what went through your mind when you got shot, wasn't it? Logically, he was aware that it was a fairly unobtrusive shot; nothing vital in the area, probably busted his stomach or intestines or something, no blood in his mouth meant his lungs were free and clear, so really, it was just the pain. Oh, and the blood loss. "I got shot."

It's the only thing that popped to his mind, looking up at Haylie with a dazed, pain filled expression. He was only meant to be a public relations on the base, he was only meant to sharpen up with his skills and write about the mutants helping the Government. He wasn't meant to get shot.

"It really hurts a lot."

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notouchpolicy December 23 2010, 04:34:43 UTC
"No shit, Sherlock. The bloody hole in your gut wasn't exactly subtle." Haylie snapped a little more harshly than she'd meant to but right now her control was slipping and her emotional attachments were overriding her years of training. And it was pretty damn annoying.

Taking a deep breath, she took a moment to box up the emotions and once she was satisfied, opened her eyes. She slid closer to Spencer, careful not to aggravate his wound as she checked his pupils, pulse, and breathing before getting to her feet.

"I need... I need... damnit, Haylie. Focus." Running a hand through her hair, she paced back and forth before bolting into the bathroom and grabbing towels. Lots of towels. Once she returned to his side, she began ripping them into smaller chunks.

"Listen, Spencer. I have to roll you onto your good side for a second, so just focus on letting me move you." Thank god for enhanced strength, because it allowed Haylie to shift Spencer effortlessly in order to check for any sign of an exit wound.

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