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Post by drain on Oct 14, 2007 16:31:36 GMT -5
Aedan growled as more flames were brought up by the man with the lighter. He growled audibly, sweat began beading on his brow as he attempted to catch the fires that were sprouting up all around them. He spoke quickly into his earpiece, "I'm tryin', he's to th'east o' me. Look up." He stopped with the fires for a brief second and shot a ball of flame into the air above him that disappeared in the air shortly there after. He returned to trying to put out the flames.
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Post by stjohn on Oct 14, 2007 16:32:44 GMT -5
John smirked, with a shrug, sweat forming on his forehead slightly from having to concentrate on the multiple flames. It had been a while since he had used his powers to this extent. "Show them in a deep pit, filled with gross looking mutants."
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Post by dj on Oct 14, 2007 16:32:51 GMT -5
Link was relieved to see the woman move away from UNIT. She watched as Jack pushed his way through the crowd. Knowing that he could handle this on his own.
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Post by dasha on Oct 14, 2007 16:34:53 GMT -5
Dasha looked up when she heard her name and saw Ty coming toward them. Her heart jumped a bit, especially when she saw Pietro notice her too. Thankfully, Ty's attention was drawn to the unconscious woman beside Pietro and she altered her direction. At least for the time being.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 14, 2007 16:35:55 GMT -5
::Pietro turned back to his sister, dabbing at her forehead with his jacket sleeve. The bleeding was beginning to stop, which was a good sign. He would be ready to carry her away soon, but after Lily and Ororo, he preferred to handle matters on his own before running.::
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Post by Typhoid on Oct 14, 2007 16:37:57 GMT -5
"Pietro," Ty's voice was raised over the din as she reached him. A few projectiles were again launched into the air, though the human side was beginning to realize they weren't doing any good. Her eyes flashed yet again. "Is she alright?"
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Post by crazytink110 on Oct 14, 2007 16:40:08 GMT -5
Still biting her lip, Dia grabbed a hold of John's wrist, just in case he started to move away while she was giving the illusion, and closed her eyes. She could only reach about five of the protesters on the other side of the street, but to them the ground beneath their feet would crumble and they would slide down into a deep pit like John had suggested, but she didn't fill it with gross mutants. What would that help anyway?
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 14, 2007 16:41:07 GMT -5
"They hit her with a rock," ::Pietro answered, turning briefly to meet Rossignol's eyes, before returning full attention to his sister.::
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Post by neuron on Oct 14, 2007 16:41:30 GMT -5
Tom watched as whoever was causing the flames fought to keep the fire growing. It was turning into utter chaos now in the span of barely twenty minutes.
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Post by stjohn on Oct 14, 2007 16:42:19 GMT -5
John's smirk widened as he watched Dia close her eyes in concentration, just as she did in that bar, months ago to freak out that couple with one of her illusions. He glanced back up into the sky, as he concentrated on keeping the flames vibrant and growing.
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Post by Typhoid on Oct 14, 2007 16:43:08 GMT -5
"I saw, sort of," she replied; she'd been just getting off the bus, and saw the first of the projectiles launched. "They will not be able to reach anyone else like that."
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Post by arcane on Oct 14, 2007 16:44:46 GMT -5
Jack listened to Aedan, his sharp eyes scanning the crowds to see a young man watching the flames fixatedly with a look that proved he was proud of his creation, and wanted it to cause distress. With a quiet growl, Jack burst into a run towards Pyro, shoving those aside who didn't move fast enough.
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Post by Somebody? on Oct 14, 2007 16:46:32 GMT -5
The police started to give warning shots in the air and disperse the crowd. They also shot directly at the flame-throwing mutant and others who were openly using their powers - this had to be stopped.
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Post by drain on Oct 14, 2007 16:47:09 GMT -5
Aedan growled again, not used to having to use this power this much. He closed out everything around him, and concentrated on removing the flames. The person placing them was obviously more skilled in his powers then Drain was with this one, but he attempted in putting out a great deal of them regardless.
He grunted in pain as a bullet sped towards him and hit him in the ribs, tearing through flesh and getting stuck somewhere inside. He still attempted to douse the flames, but his vision became spotty.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Oct 14, 2007 16:47:36 GMT -5
::Pietro nodded once; he had seen her ash the objects that had begunto fly once again.:: "It was a mistake for us to come."
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