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Post by ken on Jan 6, 2011 3:28:52 GMT 2
Ken could be seen outside the Xavier Institute in the middle of the night looking at a map on the hood of a black Cadillac with a flash light in his right hand. The map showed the layout of the basement which was made shortly after Striker and his men broke into the the school and Ken's mission was to go into the hanger and take pictures of the X-Jet seeing how it was more advanced than any of aircraft that the United States government possessed and Ken made an educated guess that they were going to build another one based on the pictures. Since Ken was a teleporter, it was assumed that he could get into the hanger undetected with through teleportation.
After Ken got an idea of the layout, he closed his eyes and focused right before he teleported and suddenly appeared in the hanger next to the X-Jet. Ken would then reach into his jacket's right pocket and looked slightly puzzled before checking the rest of his pockets. Shit, I left the camera in the Cadillac thought Ken after he check all of his pockets.
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Post by pyslocke on Jan 6, 2011 13:00:53 GMT 2
And that was when Psylocke's mental radar had picked up a disturbance. She squinted her eyes, listening in. "Shit, I forgot my camera in the Cadillac." His camera? She scried even further, taking note of this man's tasks and duties, and that involved stealing important information that was vital to the X-Men. She would take care of whoever this was herself, and stop him.
Rushing down the stairs of the top floor, only to stop to wait for the elevator, Betsy wasn't about to give up. She hurried on into the sub-basement, making note of every detail. She was getting close to the man---at least she assumed it was a man, judging on the voice in the head. She hadn't probed him any further than she had to, to know that he was meaning to do her and her allies harm.
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Post by ken on Jan 6, 2011 18:36:19 GMT 2
Ken would then close his eyes to concentrate and teleported next to the black Cadillac. He would then open the car door and went inside to open the glove compartment. Once he did that, he took out the small digital camera and teleported again, however instead of appearing in the hanger, Ken appeared in front of a very familiar person. Ken of course recognized the person right away seeing how she was the one that placed the seed of doubt about Weapon X in his mind and has been thinking about it ever since.
Well at least I know why she was asking about Weapon X thought Ken before he started to think about what he should next. He could teleport out of here, but since she could read minds, she could stop him by seizing his body with telekinesis. And if he were to pull out his gun or katana, she could probably turn him into a vegetable before he was able to use him.
"So...what's going to happen to me now?" asked Ken knowing full well that he had no chance against a telepath like Betsy unless he was able to make physical contact. And seeing how his gloves were on, doing so would be very difficult.
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Post by pyslocke on Jan 7, 2011 23:55:51 GMT 2
Betsy was visibly shaken to see Ken there, piercing him with her violet eyes. The door behind her shut automatically, and she lunged at him, a psychic katana forming in her hand. She halted as she was about to attack, and glared more intensely. "What. Are. You. Doing. Here?" Each word was like a dagger, stabbing Ken with every syllable. She was furious. "Are you trying to steal from us?!" She didn't even have to read his mind to know it was true.
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Post by ken on Jan 8, 2011 0:16:48 GMT 2
It was very clear to Ken that Elizabteh was furious by the way her eyes pierced his very soul and the mere fact that she summoned a psychic katana. When she lunged for the attack, Ken instinctively teleported behind her to avoid it even though she halted. She would then ask Ken what he was doing here with each syllable piercing the very depths of his soul. When he first came, he made himself believe that he was getting information on a weapon that no ordinary citizen should have, but the woman's words made him realize that he was nothing more than a common thief which made him guilty to the point where he couldn't look at her directly.
"Just information on what you would call the X-Jet. Nothing more" said Ken knowing full well that her powers literally made her a human lie detector. Sp lying was pointless when it came down to talking to her.
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Post by pyslocke on Jan 8, 2011 0:33:30 GMT 2
She spun at him, sending a mental blast, hoping to send him to the ground. "How dare you, break into my home, attempt to steal from me, and then lie to a telepath? How stupid do you think I am?" The lie was only half the truth, but to Betsy, it was all the same. She was extremely angry... but mostly suprised. She had never thought she would see this Ken again, thinking her meeting with him to be an inconvienient coincidince. But, she should not be suprised... he had said he was with Weapon X, and they were... terrible.
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Post by ken on Jan 8, 2011 0:49:54 GMT 2
Ken would then drop to his knees with his hands on his forehead after Betsy sent a mental blast at him which he had no defense against. She would then proceed to tell him how dare he went into her home and attempted to steal from her. And that he was lying. "But I'm not lying, my orders were to take pictures of the X-Jet and that's it. If I had to guess though, the scientists of the United States government are planing on to make another one based on the pictures."explained Ken.
"And if you are stupid, then I really must be up there in terms of stupidity if I didn't know that Weapon X is evil for most of my life" admitted Ken after he had some time to think about what she said when they first met. Since it was the first opinion he heard someone outside of Weapon X, he couldn't help but think back at all of things he has done and some of the people he killed and came to the conclusion that she was right.
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Post by pyslocke on Jan 9, 2011 4:39:35 GMT 2
Betsy glared at him, her lip quivering. She snapped without thinking, "Get out of here, before I turn you in to the rest of the X-Men. They won't be as merciful as I am." She turned on heel, walking towards the door. "Go on then. Now." She said. She wanted him gone before he got any other information on the X-Jet. It wasn't his to have, or Weapon X's. If he didn't comply, SHE would attack him, then give him to the X-Men. She wasn't about to let them have all the fun. And this man needed to stop appearing everywhere. Her preminitions meant something, but she could ignore them. She had before.
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Post by ken on Jan 10, 2011 4:14:27 GMT 2
"Wait, you might want to think about that for a second. if my superiors noticed that I was captured, they will come back to get me guns blazing. And last time I checked, things didn't go to well for you guys when Striker and his men attacked this place and captured the children. I mean there is a high probability that they will become weapons like me or die in some science experiment" explained Ken after she told him to get out. He knew that he needed to at least get one picture of the Jet or they might send some other teleporter to take the pictures.
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Post by pyslocke on Jan 12, 2011 17:29:58 GMT 2
"The X-Men was not as prepared when Striker attacked. Now we are. You are not getting away wit that photo. Hand me the camera, and I might just set you free." She snapped, ready to attack again at any moment. It was true; Nowadays the X-Men were much more ready and prepared for any attack that anyone could throw at them, surprise or not.
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Post by ken on Jan 17, 2011 1:36:13 GMT 2
"First off, I didn't take any photos yet seeing how I miscalculated on my teleportation, so you don't need to take the camera. And last time I checked, there weren't any mutants with Stryker when he attacked this place and a lot of them have a screw or two lose. I should know seeing how I worked with some of them" explained Ken knowing full well what Weapon X was truly capable as well as some of the mutants that were part of it. If he had to guess right now, he would probably be the only one to be considered "normal" amongst the average person.
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