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Monet St. Croix	The group of Xavier's trainees is for the moment waiting for the simulation to begin. All they have been told is that there is some sort of hostage situation being present and they are expected to recover the hostage by whatever means necessary and extricate her from some sort of peril.     Thes cenario starts outside a large lumber yard that is for some reason connected over to what is apparently some sort of racetrack with several upturned racing cards of very strange make upended.
Tabitha Smith	Going loud is probably the worst thing she or anyone can do so as the simulation is laid out. Tabby. Black and yellow X-Suit and all hmms and stays hunkered down in amongst some decent bushes while she looks as best she can. Sure, she's done infiltration and rescue before. But it's never always the same thing. "Soooo. Like no loud powers unless we get tagged and I just know it'll be me." she states and looks to the racetrack. "So, think that'll be our in point. Then we sneak about. Try and find  hostagefirst. Get them loose then cover their escape while we make some noise. Sound good?" she suggests as a plan.
Negasonic	Ellie is actually rocking her real X-er suit. It provides extra protection and she had a hand at least in styling it a touch.     Mostly though because if it gets shredded she won't be out of her favorite hoodie or t-shirt. Economics for the poor mutant. Simple as that.     "Okay so only intel is there is a hostage. We have an unknown force holding the hostage." she is mostly recapping it for herself to get her head on straight. She pulls out a small wrapper and spits her gum into it, no time to chew bubblegum and pop bubbles if it is a sneak and grab potentially. The wrapper gets tucked in her pocket.     "That sounds good to me Jubes." she eyes the terrain. "Good cover any way we go in if we stay low and mind our sight lines." yeah she has been paying attention to Summers and the other senior members. She will deny it if confronted.
Monet St. Croix	There's strangely enough up in the air flying in a mid-sized plane apparently made out of canvas with.. Two layered wings? Flying along with a propellor and stalling out frequently. The plane would be colored a blotch of purple, fabric trailing off. The plane would be going in for a landing near the lumber yard, where the sound of saws grinding thier gears through wood would block out most chatter.     The two would have the setup to do teh 'sneak and skulk' around through all the noise. Presuming the two did in fact move to sneak their way on in, they would come upon a.. Set of aviator goggles, colored bright pink discarded on the ground, tipped with matching lipstick.
Tabitha Smith	Being called Jubes just gets a chuckle and an eyeroll. "Settle down Boom-Boom!" she teases back and grins while she gets a wiggle on and starts sneaking about. Moving slowly and all hunkered down. Hands slipping behind her head to further bind her ponytail in to a loose self tied bun at the base of her skull. "Some of these guys will be big and be able to take a punch. so you hit the secret spots as hard as you can. Throats you can reach, solar plexus, nut shots. Full tilt. Don't wrestle or try any of that Black Widow crap. It's hot but we're not all enhanced like she is. Well I might be. But I'm not gonna ask the guy that might have did it. He's a bit too Beyond." she whispers into her comms unit. Tabitha somehow managing to be appearance centric and tactical at the same time.
Negasonic	Ellie will never admit she accidently called Tabby someone elses name. Nope. No admission. She will delete the damn tapes later too. "Boom-boom does fit." she notes thoughtfully. Then ducks down and starts to follow after Tabby.     "I mean. I am not above kicking badguys right in the nuts." she has had the basic training. Not black widow crap though. So never fear. She creeps along leting Tabitha lead the way. "Those stun sticks of hers though seem like a valid quieter option... we should get those."     "Avaitor goggles?" puzzled at the finding "Are we rescuing a legally blonde version of Emelia Arhart?"
Rhona Lauren	The danger room's exterior door opens, and Rhona just materializes in the holo simulation. "What... the... fu--" She says as she scans her eyes around. Wearing a quiver of arrows, and carrying a fancy compound bow, the young woman looks utterly lost. She looks back over her shoulder toward the corridor of the X-Base, and then around her area again. "Uh, hello?" She asks. "I was told there was some training going on in here." The young Briton says to whomever may be within ear-shot. She starts to wander past a stack of lumber, and peers around the edge of it quite curiously.
Monet St. Croix	As the group moves to sneak in and along, the sawing would get louder and louder. Then there would be a high pitched cackle of manic glee, "Finally! You shall not escape me this time, you damsel! No one shall come to reply to your cries of distress! This time I have WON!"     A shorter, not quite as high pitched laugh-cackle accompanying it of someone.. Different.     The group peeking around the corner would see first of all a woman that was not quite that far off from Ellie's theory. Blonde in racing gear with fallen off aviator goggles. bright pink attire. Bright pink lipstick. Scarf.     "Somebody please saaavvveeee meee!" She would wail, even as she would be chugged along, tied to a giant plank of wood being fed over to a waiting buzzsaw!     Tabitha would see it first. Namely the tall, conniving, cunning, capricious ne'er do well of.. A deranged.. One might yet say DASTARDLY type twirling a roughish mustache. "Mwhahahahaha He He He!"     By the man's side, Ellie would be the first to see a bulky dog, some sort of maniacal, mad looking Mutt that was the source of the high pitched cackling.     "Somebody saavveee meee!" Would whine the pink haired princess of a puritanical pursuit caught in captivity!
Tabitha Smith	The new entrant to the simulation gets Tabbitha looking up and swivelling her head around to see who's making a racket and then. Up in the direction of the control booth then back down to Rhona. There's hand gestures to get down and then a waving over to join the sneaky stuff. "Hiii. New girl? Umm, welcome to the Xavier Institute where every day is either a party or life and death or both. I'm Boom-Boom. That's Negasonic. Rescue Mission Sim." she briefs as fast as she can in a whisper as they get through everything. When she spots the nefarious villain vainly and at volume gloating with his mumbling mutt of a companion, she facepalms and just sweeps her arms up at the controll booth as if to say; "Really? Boomerang?'. Clearly the real brains of the operation. Tabby starts patting pockets and then facepalms. "Anyone got snacks? Bribe the pooch. I'll go for the girl and loose her. Negasonic. Be a peach and show him why we have safewords for when we're tied up." she offers all tactical and looks around. In case of gangsta little people in a car that won't fit them all.
Negasonic	Ellie almost pivots and fires off an explosive blast when someone calls out behind them. Which to be fair it was as far as she knew a scenario her and Tabby were doing. Thankfully she has enough trianing to not just go off at a confused sounding fellow student.     When Rhona gets over to them she gives her a nod hello, no words, it's amazing how much can be conveyed in one nod. Sullen. Silent.     "I feel like I'm missing something cultural here." is her first words seeing the Dastardly Villain and his Mutt. "All I have is my used gum..." she glances at Rhona hoping that she may have a snack.     The safeword joke does get a smirk from Ellie though. She will wait until Rhona answers about having a dog bribe or not, but is definitely ready to go right at the Dastardly Villain.
Rhona Lauren	Rhona catches sight of the two young women, and tentatively lowers down to sneak toward them while still looking so, so damn confused. When she reaches them she crouches with her bow down toward the ground, and her eyes looking Tabi over over, then Ellie. "What is this?" She asks them even if some vague explanations were given. "A..." At the question of food, or a snack, Rhona reaches in to her light jacket and pulls a bag of air plane peanuts out. "All I have is this..." She offers to them both. "Who is that exceptionally cliche cartoon villain, and damsel in distress?" The Briton girl then asks as she remains crouched with the other two. "Are we in trouble?" She then inquires.
Monet St. Croix	Tabby's self-boom-boom-sureness would be met over as she would step ofrwards to give the new girl the how-to as there would be a 'click'. Then a sproing. A very, VERY loud sproing. A sproing announcing a spring. A very, very big spring. A glove. On the very, very big spring. Being announced with a loud BOX.     Namely as Tabitha Smith would be hit by a very large spring loaded boxing glove nearly as big as she was slamming out of the wall over with a SPROING to smash and smite her!     As Ellie would go forwards there would bea nother 'click' underfoot as there would be a ba-YOINK. Then the ground would look like it was fleeing. Fleeing from her underfoot. There would be another SPROING from a SPRING taking a SPRINT.. Even as Ellie would step over on the large spring loaded trap panel on the floor, having just enough time no doubt for a 'wait what' expression.
Tabitha Smith	Now that's just cheating! The click, and then the sound of springs under tension not being under tension gets a cut off. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" as she's launhed and hit and it's really not the worst punch she's taken. Large hands hurt less overall than smaller with the same force. She's seen what a van Dyne can do on the news and a Giant Man is a better oppoent than a Wasp any day of the week. The flying arc ddoes not however mean she's helpless. Just thinkinbg real fast. So once she's got to where she thinks is the apex of the flight she launches a stream of plasma to aim and flow towards the saw and it's motor. Not the spinning blade. That could end the mission fast. But a busted motor is totally good for making spinning saw blades stop spinning and that girl's pink hair is frankly gorgoeus. All the while Tabby is taking a mental bet on if she'll hit the actual danger room wall or not. In a cartoonish midair splat. Probably right on the control room window like the fourthn wall that it is.
Negasonic	Ellie looks to the side at the noise and the FUuuuuu from Tabitha which is right about in time for the click under her own feet and sproing noise as she is launched up into the air.... with a very shocked expression on her face. Speechless.     Yes she absolutely is missing cultural context. Cartoons these days just don't have this kind of ACME bullshit in them. She also spent her childhood in a genosian mining operation so she deserves some slack.     There is a string of explatives out of her as she flies up and away though.     She does bring up a blast field and charge that she lets off as she hits the wall of the lumbermill though exploding it outwards but stopping her from slamming dangerously into the wall. It is noisy as hell though.     She and wall debris fall back to the floor mostly unharmed except her dignity. "Ooof... "
Rhona Lauren	Where once were the two others, now there is not! Rona throws up her free hand, and a bright disc shaped shield appears around her palm. Almost as tall as she is, the young Briton lets out a surprised shout, holding the shield up in front of her, as it swirls, and quietly hums with power. She spins it to the left, where Tabi was, then to the right where Ellie was. "What, in the bloody...." She trails off now, once more on her feet. She spies Tabitha rising up, and summoning her own powers, as she starts to rush toward where Ellie ended up. "Are you okay?" Rhona asks, holding the Shield up to protect she and Negasonic from the direction of the perceived threats!
Monet St. Croix	In this engageemnt, team Tab-Merica is doing dubiously at best against the sneering devilishly do'er of Dastardly deeds! "Mwuahahaha! You can't save the Princess this time!"     The melancholy murderous mutt at his side would do a 'Whisper Whisper' to him of an obvious nature. "Because I don't have one captured! MWAHAHAHAHA!" Going to do a twirl of a glorious mustache.     Tabby's BOOM does go over to hit the sawblade and the sawgrinder as the poor pink patron of pistons would wail, "Somebody SAAAVVEEE MEE!" Single line dame she seemed to be.     Even as a large piece of board would fall out to flatten the pink not-princess on the face.     Then the Doer of Dastardly and Dangerous Deeds would rush over towards the pinned pink pretty pristine pinned to a pit stop. "There will be no getting away for you this time!" HIm having out some sort of large.. Aluminum?
Tabitha Smith	Just cause it's cartoon based doesn't mean it doesn't still hurt. Tabby's face smooshed on the viewing window for the control booth above before she lands on her feet then backside. "Of course you know..." She winks up at the people running the sim. "This means WAR!" she declares and picks herself up and dusts herself off to start walking towards the dastardly villain and his canine overlord. Package for Dick Dastardly? Package for Dick Dastardly?" she calls out trying to sound like she's on mail room duty. Hands behind her back, the crackle of plasma glowing in her fingers. "I have a package for Dick Dastardly. Would either of you gentlement be alright to collect?" she asks regarding the Mutt as a sentient rightly desrves. Even if it's a simulation. Blame the owner, never the dog.
Negasonic	Ellie thinks about just laying on her back and letting herself fail the scenario for a moment.     She has generally no idea what this all is about or who Dick Dastardly even is. "This is the strangest scenario I've been in." she says looking up at the worried Rhona and then sits up and looks towards the Dastardly Duo and Tabitha. "We need to stop the creeper and rescue the pink princess... neat disks." she notes and then gets to her feet with a groan. "So ... do your best to save her from them..." she cracks her neck. A crink in it for some reason. Damn floor.
Rhona Lauren	That big swirling disc of pink and purple is continued to be held up by Rhonna's left hand! She grips her bow in her right, and watches Ellie get back up to her feet, and offer those words of direction. "What?" She initially replies with before looking back to the situation at-hand. "Shit. Right. Uh. Okay." The teen states before she starts to move forward to reinforce Tabitha? Her shield is kept up, until she gets within a good range of sight, and then she just plants the shield in the 'air' where it stands on its own... indepent of gravity. With an arrow drawn, Rhona steps out from behind her own swirling energy cover and raises the bow up, notching the arrow. "Release her!" Rhona demands... still internally completely confused by all of this!
Monet St. Croix	Dick goes over towards Tabitha, "Oh? But one quick moment! For teh time of my final victory against that uproatious pretentious pink one is prime!" He would go to wrap her over in the aluminum from head to toe in a flash. "There! Now it's YOUR turn to have been foiled! MWAHAHAHAHA" While going to jog over towards Tabitha.     "Why thank you madame! I must say, you havea gorgeous air of mysteriousness about you! Perhaps even malfeasance! Shall you be my Miss Demeanor for our double trouble?" Going to take out a pen to sign for receipt.     The Mutt is meanwhile finding this all hilarious overw hile going to wheeze and cackle over. Then at Rhona's command shrugging, looking over at the broken sawblade, the Mint In Sealed Seran Wrap Penelope, shrug his shoulders, and then go over towards her to start to untie her. Admittedly without that mint condition. Wheeze-Hee-Hee-Haw.
Tabitha Smith	The other ladies might seem to not get the hint just yet so Tabby looks over her shoulder to them and nudges her blonde hair and an awkward "I'm doing a thing" expression while she clearly tries to distract the villain of the peace. "Why thank you. I think the offer is delightful sir I think I shall take you up on it." she says and turns her attentions back to the man and looks over to the lady. "'Tis a shame she's all dirty now though. I wouldn't want to show the lady she's beaten unless she's at her absolute best now would I. Perhaps I should get her cleaned up and presentable so you can make certain she's beaten at her best by her better. This being yourself my dear!" she says and hands over the package. It's a bomb. Luckily no timer but she is giving another head nudge to Rhona and Elie to get some space while playing into Dick's big... Ego
Negasonic	"Well, misdemeanor is definitely spot on..." she muses quietly.     She is quite impressed that all of this seems to be working. The logic. Well it is absent. Still the dog is .. unwrapping the hostage... and with Rhona having her covered she cautiously walks forward. Ready for CLICKS this time she hopes.     She is hoping to take possession of said hostage. She is totally ready to explode the very strange dog at this pioint though. Even though no one likes exploding dogs.
Rhona Lauren	Rhona just does a double-take toward Ellie and Tabi, but gets Tabitha's warning. She lets go of her bowstring and steps back behind her cover. Her bow remains ready to fire, with the arrow locked in place just waiting... but the young woman just presses her fingertips to her shield disc and raises it back up out of its place in mid-air. "This is the weirdest damn video game I have ever seen." She says as she starts to back up as Tabitha had warned, stepping past the huge boxing gloves that had sent the other two sprawling. "I think maybe I'll just practice my bow outside, like a normal person..." Rho mutters on her way backward...
Monet St. Croix	Going to take over the bomb in his hand, Dick the ever dastardly one goes to pick it up and inspect it. Then goes to give it a shake, "Why thank you Madame." He would go to sign it over ina very eloquent style as if caligraphy in a way that a student might reassure an (in denial) teacher that calligraphy hwas not a lost art. He would go to sign it over right as the hostage would be passed over.     Then there would be a *BOOM*.     Waddling past Tabitha would be a refugee from the planet Barsoom that was neither White Nor Green Martian. "There's the kaboom! Tehre's the earth shattering kaboom." THen rapidly walking off panel wearing vaguely roman styled armor.
Tabitha Smith	No one likes exploding dogs but their eeeeviiillll owners are another thing. So when the bomb is taken and signed Tabitha snatches the girl with the pink hair up and help Ellie get Pitstop the heck out. The bomb alone should be enough warning for the others to run while no doubt the the man is soon to be wiping soot from his face and check for any scorch marks like it was just ordinary dirt and not something that could have taken a normal human's head off. Tabby's downtime recovering from numrous injuries educating her on the rules of the setting. Shall we ladies. Little roman choco addict." she states and makes as quick an escape as she can. "Mister Dastardly. Byeeeeeeeee!" she states and skiddaddles.
Negasonic	Ellie still has no idea what is actually happening. Still Tabitha seems to have the vibe though so she follows her lead, again.     Thankfully the dog doesn't seem about to try to mess her or the rescue up. So when Tabitha's help she pulls the Pink Pilot along "This is ... so fucking strange. What villain is this and when did we have a run in with him... this almost seems like Arcade from the files but I didn't think he had a mustache... isn't he a giant blob in a chair... wait.. is that Mojo?... which one is Arcade..."
Rhona Lauren	"What in the hell are any of you even talking about?" Rhona asks as she walks with the others at a quick pace, matching theirs. her shield is held up, and her bow is held at her side. "This is common around here?" She asks them sounding to be completely in disbelief. "I'm either going to love it here, or absolutely /loathe/ it." She quietly adds as she heads back toward the entryway of the Danger Room. "How do we get out of this thing?" She then asks, as the door opens up, and she just jumps back out in to the silvery corridor that she recognizes from her initial tour of the lower levels. Rhona absorbs her shield disc, just 'sucking' it back in to her left hand, then drops her hand to her side as she looks for the other two. "Does that thing do Mario Kart?" She asks then, her brown eyes darting inside the Danger Room again.
Monet St. Croix	The scenario appears to be ending for now as the hostage has been rescued, Negasonic's weirdness thresshold met, and Tabitha being the grizzled old veteran no longer phased by being hit on the head with an anvil and being genre savvy in many, many weird things.     The concussion at least would be purely pretend thanks to the safeties!
Tabitha Smith	The pink haired girl is rleased to make a pitstop and doesn't so much as give a hug or kiss on the cheek. Then, the character is from the way back of the nineteen sixties and seventies. "Okay. So yeah. We need to binge you on cartoons and movies and stuff. That greasy fat guy Mojo and Arcade, ginger nutjob. They M.O. this kinda stuff. If you learn the rules of the envorinment you can pretty much just do whatever you want most times. But still expect subversions despite the lack of originality." she states to the younger girls. "This..." and she sweeps an up at the viewing window. "Was like a cartoon from when our grandparents were kids. I'm amazed a little patriotic bird didn't swoop by or did I miss it." she says and rubs her head. There's a wobble and there's the concussion kicking in.
Negasonic	"I... am really skeptical about binging cartoons. I guess I can tolerate some remedial cartoon education if your watchin them with me though Tabby." she sounds skeptical honestly. From somewhere in her suit she has snagged her phone, it practically appearing in her hand. She looks up Dick Dastardly.     "Wow.. these are ancient cartoons.." she rubs her face. "I need a really hot shower... my back hurts." maybe from falling from the impact to the wall.     She does look at Rhona though "No this isn't the norm. Someone got 'clever' this time." sarcasm drips. "Welcome to Xaviers. Your shields hard light or what?"