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Post by ayden on Oct 13, 2009 2:09:48 GMT
Ms. Marvel, as she will be referred to as she is on a mission, was given the assignment by Xavier to contact a number of mutants hiding out near the Rockefeller Plaza. They had done a exceptional job of staying under the radar and even evading sentinels. But still, they could not run forever, they needed someone to give them shelter and protection; exactly what Xavier could provide. And Ms. Marvel would help them get it.
She had landed in a area without civillians, lest they see her flying, and began to patrol the area. Their was alot of gardens in the area, and the place seemed quite empty. She wished she had some sort of code to signal to them, but Xavier had told her that there would be a group of young teenagers who portrayed themselves as orphans.
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Post by Morphia on Oct 13, 2009 3:08:26 GMT
Morphia was getting pretty used to her job as a recruiter for Magneto. Hell she was even getting ready to don a sexier version of Uncle Sam's signature get up- well, she wasn't really even close to that low. Her long black hair was worn up today as she wore leather pants and a red shirt, with a scar and arm warmers, fingerless just incase she needed to protect her self. She needed to look the part today, like the kind of woman an teenager could trust- which given her former status as manager of a rock band she usually got that image whether she wanted it or not. Now with these young mutants hiding out they'd need protection, which was exactly what Magneto was trying to offer- if she got to them first. |
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Post by ayden on Oct 13, 2009 6:19:45 GMT
Ms. Marvel looked around, only a small number of people were in the area, but they seemed to be leaving. A family, a lone asian girl and two boys who looked to be in their young teens. She motioned slowly over to the two young boys, they must be some of the mutants that the Professor was speaking about. She knelt down in front of them, and spoke warmly. "Are you boys here with your parents?"
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Post by Morphia on Oct 13, 2009 6:27:06 GMT
Morphia noticed the blonde woman talking to the kids, asking them about their parents. Those were the kids Magneto was talking about.
Walking over Morphia put her hand on Carol's shoulders. "I see you found my boys." She smiled gently. "Go along kids, I won't let this lady keep you from playing. "
She winked at the kids, watching them look between the two women. "Well, lady what do you want with my kids?"
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Post by ayden on Oct 13, 2009 6:33:44 GMT
She almost froze when she felt someone come up behind and grab her shoulders. It scared the life out of her as she didn't think anyone was behind her. Watching the kids run away, she stood confused; they looked nothing like her. "I'm sorry to say this, but they look nothing like you..." She didn't even mean to be rude, it was just she didn't believe she was the mother.
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Post by Morphia on Oct 13, 2009 6:38:58 GMT
"They take after their father." Morphia said flatly. "You got a problem with that?" She said adjusting her fingers on her shoulders so that her skin was touching the other woman's releasing a bit of Morphine like touch.
"So what did you want with my boys any way?" She asked again propping one hand up on her hip, the other she kept on Carol's shoulder, just in case she needed to put in a little more 'morphine'.
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Post by ayden on Oct 13, 2009 6:44:55 GMT
She started to feel a little light headed, her eyes closing and opening to get her bearings right. What the heck, she thought she got a perfect nights sleep last night. Or maybe the danger room took it out of her more than she expected, either way, she needed to focus on her mission. Ignoring the hand on her shoulder, even though it did make her feel a little uncomfortable. "I was just...wondering where their parents were..."
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Post by Morphia on Oct 13, 2009 6:49:34 GMT
"Why's that?" Morphia asked. She looked at Carol and wondered if this was one of Xaviers 'Xmen' the ones Magneto had warned her about.
She hated the idea of people thinking she had kids that could be old as those kids, but she really wasn't about to drop the front especially if this woman really was with Xavier.
"Who are you any way?"
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Post by ayden on Oct 13, 2009 6:54:26 GMT
She was still feeling lightheaded, but she remained in control of herself. She ignored Morphia's question of who are you, and instead, brought her arm up to push her hand away that was on her shoulder. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't touch me." She didn't want to start a fight, especially with a human woman. She'd be afraid of what she might do to a poor human.
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Post by Morphia on Oct 13, 2009 7:01:01 GMT
Morphia felt her hand be pushed away but didn't break eye contact with the woman, she'd been told her yellow eyes were quite unnerving so she always took the chance to use that as an advantage.
"Your dodging my question." This woman was playing right into what Morphia wanted, if she was going to win these kids over she'd have to make any other group seem unsafe and dangerous, and the way they sent those teenaged Xmen out to fight that was a true statement.
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Post by ayden on Oct 13, 2009 7:13:16 GMT
The woman was beginning to be quite aggressive, which was weird for Carol as she felt like she hadn't done anything wrong. Her head had stopped spinning slightly and she felt like she was back at her almost perfect self. Although, there was something about the woman's eyes that made her uncomfortable. Was she a mutant? No, Xavier specifically stated that the kids had human parents. "I don't think you need to know my name. I was just wondering if the kids had parents." She was getting abit annoyed at playing diplomatically. Normally, she'd abuse this woman, but she was being taught not to act that way.
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Post by Morphia on Oct 13, 2009 15:32:59 GMT
Morphia took a step back.
"Then take a hike." She said jerking her thumb over her shoulder. Once this chick was out of the way she could get the kids and be out of here, back on a plane to Genosha and and then soaking up the high life- or at least what constituted for a Genoshan high life- that tended to be whiskey and reruns on 'I love lucy' these days.
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Post by ayden on Oct 14, 2009 0:11:53 GMT
One part of her started to believe that Morphia really was the kids parent. Maybe the Professor was wrong this time around? But then she reminded herself, the Professor was never ever wrong. "Maybe I might..." Turning her back on Morphia, she smiled and then brought her hand to her mouth in a calling motion. "Hey boys...is this your mother?" Now that would settle it, if they replied with a yes, then maybe Carol would leave. But if they replied with a no, which she eighty percent expected they would, she would know that this Morphia was a imposter, and a enemy.
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Post by Morphia on Oct 14, 2009 3:40:05 GMT
Morphia had had just about of this woman, She grabbed her by the shoulder making sure that the other got a full dose from her skin contact.
The asian woman pulled Carol closer. "You know those kids are mutants." She said in a whisper. "And I don't trust you to do what's right for them."
She was tempted to knock Carol out, get the kids then get the hell out of Dodge.
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Post by ayden on Oct 14, 2009 5:35:00 GMT
She was starting to feel incredibly light headed again, this time she almost fell off her feet from how out of it she was. It has to be her touch... She groggily cautioned herself as she rather weakly lifted a hand up to Morphia's stomach and prepared to fire a blast...but nothing happened. Why isn't it working?? She couldn't figure it out as to why she couldn't fire energy. Either way, she knew she had to get the damn hand off her shoulder. She lifted her right hand and attempted to push away her grip, lest she fall into unconsciousness.
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