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Scott was uncertain, should he leave his cell and go see if there are others in this god forsaken place? Or just stay put like the good doggy they had turned him into? That last thought didn’t sit well with him at all. He was nobody’s pet. Ever. So he moved, got out of this concrete four by four and walked down the hallway in search of…

He had no idea what he would find. Other mutants? Superhumans?

His bare feet slapped against the concrete floor as he made his way through the first corridor. He hadn’t run into anyone yet or perhaps nobody realised that the power was out and the doors were unlocked. Or maybe this was a game and only a few cells had been privileged enough to be opened up. Maybe this was another test? Maybe they were playing them and this was some sick death match?

Really, Scott? He shook his head, clearing his mind as he rounded another corner when he heard a loud shout, someone was cursing. Close by as well. It was no surprise that when he rounded yet another corner he practically walked into the person who had been cursing. For a moment he didn’t know what to do. He hadn’t interacted with another human being in so long that he drew a blank. It didn’t stop him from recognizing the man though. Ben Grimm, but in his human form.

Yeah Scott had read up on him way back when things had been semi normal in the world.

“So, power’s out.” He said, stating the obvious. “What do you see we round up a few more and break out of this god forsaken place?”
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Ben could only stand outside of his cell door in disbelief. There were no guards racing down to toss his big arse back into his cell. There were no warning voices for him to return. Absolutely nothing was happening and this made Ben uneasy. The atmosphere was different, the tension was different, and different in a place like this hell hole was actually good because that meant the system was off kilter. With a smirk on his face Ben prepared to do what his gut was telling him to when he heard a voice from behind.

Turning he saw the very man he had been thinking about walking his way. Damn. was all Ben could think because seeing Scott made him doubt his gut. Had Ben run into any other prisoner he might think there was a good chance of escape but seeing Scott made him think this very well might be a test. Annoyed at seeing the other man Ben let his mouth run away with him, "Noticed that did you," Ben pointed up at one of his eyes, "pretty sharp there. Should tell Hawkeye that he has competition." At the mention of one of his friends Ben had to stop himself. He had no clue if Clint had been in on his betrayal. If Clint hadn't Ben had no clue if his friend had made it out of the chaos alive. Thinking of Clint made Ben grow quiet and uncomfortable. Coughing to let out some of the tension he was feeling he looked back at Scott, "Easier to escape when your party is small. Didn't they ever teach you that at your fancy school?"

It was bad enough that Ben now had company with the number one individual on the damn facility watch list, he didn't need a whole bunch of others to put himself at greater risk. Looking at Scott, Ben toyed with the idea of sending him off to go free others while he hightailed it out. His attention however was suddenly pulled to stare in the direction of a head poking out of a cell door. He motioned to Scott to look at the cute red head that was currently assessing the hallway, "You know Red over there?"
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He squinted his eyes as he tried to forcefully adjust to seeing in the darkness, though that didn't help. What it might have helped would have been forming crows feet along the outer edges of his eyes and not much else. Bobby even debated whether he should try using heat vision, though from experience, that form of sensing only subtly identified parts of the face from the rest - hardly enough to merit full recognition.

"It must be your feminine figure.", he heard Gabe say. Bobby could only manage to quirk a brow - though in the darkness no one would notice. "See? First you call me babe, and now you check me out.", he scoffed as Gabe moved away.

"Bobby Drake ...You always skipped the briefings ..."

A slight chill ran up Iceman's spine when he heard both his preferred and his last name resonate from the familiar woman's lips. It almost sounded as though this woman knew him well enough to know how he'd disappear from briefings from the past.

"Yeah, you're one to know...", he began to say when Cait's voice sliced through his sentence like a red-hot butter knife. What the fiery empath said burned into Bobby's ears just as well. From squinty, his eyes rounded out simultaneous with his mouth in what could be a mix of surprise, realization and disbelief. "...Kuh...Kitty? Katherine Anne Pryde?" Yes, as though saying her full name out loud would help drown his embarrassing display of recognition for an old colleague.

Vulcan then retorted how Bobby handles his briefings in agreement to Kitty's statement, to which the ice-cold mutant scowled at in objection. If only he had heat vision, Gabe'd see how his face scrunched up in mock protest.

"I should have left you all behind."

Bobby started to react to the male leader's comment though was again cut short by what seemed like heavy machinery in its muted state - like how a refrigerator or an airconditioning unit would still exhibit noise albeit being as soft as could tolerably be possible. With the presence of the sentinel in the distance, goof-time was over.

"But really, who would turn the lights out?"

Iceman clammed shut and took to the fore as he was, scoping the facility below. He tried to detect humanoid heat signatures from where they were, though that proved futile quickly enough. He had to get closer. "Can't tell whether there are non-sentinel operatives or workers down there from this vantage point."

"Maybe it's a game."

All Bobby could do was exhale a breath which clouded up as soon as it reached open air. Games are normally fun in a good-natured way. This one makes him feel like they're being toyed with. With so many lives snuffed, broken or illegally held, this is one game Bobby would want to beat.

"Want me to scout a bit closer, O' can of vulc? Let's see where their chess pieces are placed."
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Madelyne has learned a lot of things in the past twenty or so years. Maybe because she was a quick study, maybe simply because she had a habit of hitting the ground running. It was one reason, she believed, why she had survived the likes of Emma Frost. The Hellfire Club lived on. Even if it meant a whole lot of nothing now. Now she was a puppet, strung up in a game of fire and ice. She had been briefed on most if not everyone the SGF had dossiers on. She knew names, histories.

She remembered Scott Summers from her days at the school. She knew the big guy from a photo. Ben Grimm. It was odd how much his human form resembled his stony one. She stayed where she was for a moment, observed as Scott made it into the hallway of this tract of holding cells. Generally none of them saw much of one another. It was a surprise that she had been so close to the man designated Cyclops for all this time.

He was missing an eye, and Madelyne couldn't decide whether the pirate look suited him. She wasn't sure either whether he would appreciate the bad jokes he'd most certainly have coming his way. Nay, matey, surely dinna think so …, she thought, smirking as she pulled her hair back and into a ponytail.

It was then that she was noticed. Grimm asking Scott whether the Summers man knew her. "Vaguely", she responded for him. It had been a long time after all. "Three's a crowd", she said to Grimm in lieu to his comment about smaller groups earlier. "But I'm on board … even if just to make sure no one's losing an eye …" No, she just hadn't been able to resist. Throwing Scott a glance, the three of them stood there, all in their matching dark blue onesies. Her's looked as big on her as Grimm's looked small on him. They probably only had two sizes here…

She glanced down the hallway, towards where a closed door lead into the next section of this facility. "Back up power's running. I'm sure the dampeners are well fed." The lack of ability to pick up on any of the two fellows mentally in any way or form told her as much. "So we'll have to do it the old fashioned way…" Though she wasn't quite sure just what that entailed.
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Leave it to Drake to bring the inappropriate amount of banter to a serious matter. Certain things never changed. Then again, Kitty mused, Gabriel Summers seemed to be oddly similar in nature. She could feel the onset of a headache imagining trying to get any serious work done with two of them around. Bobby spoke her name, and she glanced up at his taller form. "In the flesh ...", she murmured, letting her form flicker. "So to speak." No one had called her her full, given name like this in years. And it was even stranger to hear anyone call her Katherine that was not her husband.

As Gabriel once more pressed the question about who'd turn the lights out, she rolled her eyes, letting her gaze follow Bobby's. "You're welcome." She said. Her knowledge of computer systems paired with her ability to phase and partially materialise was usually plenty to mess up any kind of system. "Thing is, their backup systems are advanced. Don't think I ever saw anything like it. Whenever I kicked a circuit, the power was rerouted. I just couldn't get it to fail. And I couldn't get any further into it ... the dampeners included what I'm sure are the more delicate parts of their electrical power supply." She felt exhaustion at the memory, and then willed it away. No time now to feel tired.

"But it is a little too quiet down there if you ask me ..." She shook her head. "Reinforcements should be coming in ... instead, it appears the last guards just went home for the night."

Boddy went on, suggesting to get a little closer and scout the place a little. "If you go down there, I'll be coming with." No way she would let the chance to get into the place slip past her. Some of the experiments they apparently conducted here were of too much interest to her. If she could only get her hands on some of the research papers ... maybe, well ... maybe she wouldn't have to continue hoping for a way into Asgard for herself after all.
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Weeks had been spent learning guard rotations and analyzing the power grid that fed the facility before her. She had had to test and retest coding for disabling frequencies into the handheld makeshift cellular device that ran off the semi properly functioning satellites that orbited above the planet. She’d like to say it was a cellphone, the sort she had had in her youth, but it was something different. Cellular devices were to heavily monitored, even a simple message between herself and an acquaintance could be misconstrued and plucked up by some government fishing program.

The grid’s wiring had been easy enough to figure out once she followed the length of wiring and noticed where and when it disappeared into the round and where and when it resurfaced. A decade had given humanity the time it needed to advance its technology well enough to contain ‘the mutant threat’ but somethings would likely never change, like hard lines.

She had tethered her device into the deep lines and had started plucking at the security protocols without leaving fingerprints, when another energy signature had started tying with the system. Indicators on the guards’ wristcoms had started flashing and likely vibrating, indicating that something was wrong. There had been a brief commotion initially, orders being shouted, people being moved, before she had finally decoded the system and physically ripped wires free, dousing the compound in darkness.

When the backup power ignited, she had growled disapprovingly, having hoped to have stifled it before cutting the main source. The hurried necessity to kill it to cover herself and whatever else had run interference had made what she had hoped to be a quick night, something likely to run far longer.

There was one individual here she was supposed to find and spring, any others that managed to escape were just icing on the proverbial cake.

With the telltale hum that preceded a Sentinel moving in on her location, she had sped through the tall grasses towards the bordering trees, blending herself into the darkness. The tight black she had opted to wrap herself it made the task all the easier to keep her from being sighted by eyes. The passing scan of a sentinel, if she remained still, would offer nothing for the machine to pick up on.

It was ideal to get inside and find what she wanted, but with the guards somewhat pulling from her their posts and having forced the lights out prematurely, she hesitated. She wasn’t sure how long it would take the compound to repower back up and she wasn’t keen on the idea of standing in a hallway within the confines of the building before her when the lights came back on.

With a heavy sigh, she unhooked her bow from around her and gripped it in her left hand. Reaching a hand back over her shoulder, she fingered the fletched of her arrows until she decided on one that she wanted. She twisted the item thirty degrees counter clockwise until the quiver loaded her desired arrowhead. Knocking the arrow into place, she took aim at one of the outer panels to the gate nearest her. She inhaled and exhaled twice to steady herself and her hand before drawing the sting back taut. Exhaling once more, she released the arrow and it flew silently through the air until it connected with its target.

Elise sidestepped behind a nearby tree and the arrow exploded, sending debris and metal into the air. Without looking at the site, she forced herself to move, further to the west and somewhat deeper into the treeline. She hooked the bow back about her and scaled the first oak tree she happened upon, upward some thirty feet before settling for a moment to catch her breath as she contemplated her next move and looked around the tree towards the gate opposite the one that now flushed the air with smoke.
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Sobriety hit them each dead center. There was a shift in their voices and the way they stood. The sudden glaring presence of a Sentinel, regardless of it moving away from them was enough to put any mutant on their toes and chase any sense of joking from the moment. Perhaps it simply needed to be that way.

He shifted from one foot to the other, trying to make out their situation and location. He had honeslty flown this way to scope the area out, to find if the scraps of information they had managed to piece together would turn something up. Now there was a building sitting just before them that meant enough to someone to post giant mutant killing robots outside of and around.

Kitty’s indication that she may have had something to do with the lack of lighting and power had him glancing at her from the corners of his eyes. He’d bite at the prospect, but bit his tongue instead, wondering why without vocalizing the thought. Her pointing out the seeming lack of guards was a fact he had quietly noted and was glad someone else was paying attention. There should have been more humans near the posts and gates, but they seemed to have left them unguarded. Though when he remembered the Sentinel, the perimeter wasn’t exactly defenseless.

How many metal bots were there?

Bobby’s voice filled the brief lull and Gabe glanced towards the spot he knew Caitlin was standing. Bobby wanted to get closer to the compound, but he didn’t like the idea. Not that the living popsicle was an avid follower of any order given to him. Kitty’s quick insertion that she would be going if Bobby was going had him exhaling through his nose. This was supposed to be reconnaissance! There had never been any plan to start a prison break. His freakin’ wife was suddenly way too close to danger for comfort!

Gabriel pressed a hand against his face and drew it down towards his chin, his eyes widening when an explosion briefly lit up the night and sent a ripple of electricity around the entirety of the building. “Now what the hell was that?” Had someone sent out invitations? ‘Come on down to the government facility break-in, it will be loads of fun’. Seriously, what the f– “If anyone is going near that place, it’s going to be from a direction not near the firework display.” He considered briefly drawing on the heat being expelled, but the sudden reappearance of the Sentinel near the gate prompted him to second guess the idea. “Wife,” he said as he looked towards Cailtin again, “not the best place.” For her. For him. Or any of them, for that matter. He had wanted her to stay behind specifically because of this sort of situation.
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Kitty was aware of Gabriel's reaction to her taking credit for the lights going out. Well, thanks for the vote of confidence, she thought but at the same time knew that things had gone a little too easily for her. Was she out of the loop? Some of the circuits she'd gotten a clear look at had not made a lick of sense to her. But that had been something she'd gladly chalked off to having played housewife and mother for too long. Kitty didn't appreciate the possibility that it might be something else ... it was way too early. It had to be.

She felt the panic crawling back up from the pit of her stomach and latching onto her spine. Or so it felt. She felt the urge to phase to shake it off but resisted. Especially when the sound of a Sentinel standing by blew the thought right out of her mind. Those things were dreadful machines ... she gazed into the direction of the sound, wondering what the rest of the night was holding in store for them. Especially when an explosion momentarily lit the darkness in the valley spreading in front of them. So there was someone else down there. Either these guards, that had to be there (right?) but stayed hidden, were staging some mad little play or someone else was working on finding a way into the compound.

"So you brought friends?" she asked, looking from Gabriel to Bobby and then back to where Caitlyn stood. Gabriel, apparently in his position as teamleader, declared that no one would go near the site of the explosion. Why not, she wondered. Let them come, let them check it out. Then let them abandon it. They'll leave one or two guards, no Sentinels if we're lucky. Perfect way in if you ask me. She didn't say it out loud though, not feeling the need to engage Gabriel Summers in a discussion he surely was no mood in to discuss.

Then came the odd way of Gabriel addressing Caitlyn. Kitty quirked an eyebrow, threw a glance at the 'wife'. She shook her head and rolled her eyes. "Go home then," she muttered, remembering a number of talks she had had with that husband of hers. "It's not like you dying here is any better." She stared into the semi-darkness willing the maze of fences, watch posts, walkways, towers and buildings to just light up in a way that showed her a way in.

"Men", she growled, before she pushed ahead on silent feet. She wouldn't push ahead, couldn't risk going underground. The feat of getting here had taken too much out of her already. So topside she would remain, and do her best to stay as far from any sentinel as she could. But at the same time impatience was growing inside of her. That paired with the possibility of this chance here slipping through her fingers made for dangerous recklessness. She wanted something – somehow. Some files she could lose sleep over in order to decode that would possibly contain testing results that would help her. Maybe someone they had trapped down there that would somehow carry the key for a cure.

Something ... anything. Risking her life for it? Why the hell not, it wasn't like her days weren't numbered already. Anything certainly sounded better right now than remain up here and listen to unnecessary ramblings of two wanna-be alpha males in the form of the icicle and the Vulcan boy without the pointy ears.
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"Pft, please, I've been doing things the old fashioned way for quite sometime." For Ben being back in his soft pink skin felt a little bit like heaven. Sure he missed being able to withstand most blows to his body, or the super strength he had, but he sure as hell didn't miss how that rocky body of his made him feel cumbersome. Although he was slightly shorter than when in his mutated form he was a lot thinner in comparison and Ben couldn't help but think that his 'punishment' would now serve as his salvation, "No use standing around, let's get out of here before the guards show up," turning to look at Scott and the redhead he said in a very somber voice, "or worse."

Ben didn't need to explain to these to what 'worse' was in this joint. Everyone who was trapped here knew that the human guards were often times better than their robot ones. Those damn things still gave Ben the hee bee jeebies. Just thinking of them caused an involuntary shiver to run through his body. He moved quietly down the hallway pausing so often to see if any noises could be heard. It puzzled him how there were no shouts or sounds of running feet.

"This better not be a damn expiriment." Ben growled out as he continued once more to move. As he did he heard a faint explosion from somewhere in the distance and wondered if maybe that was why there were no guards, "Don't tell me someone finally got up the nerve to bomb the joint."
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Scott raised an eyebrow at Ben’s snark and decided to just ignore it. He had been incarcerated for far too long to start picking fights with the first person coming along. Even if he was itching for a fight. Besides he thought the reverse, more people tended to be more of use in the distraction department but before he could say as much, Ben had let his gaze go astray and Scott followed.

Did he know Red over there? Squinting his eye to have a better look he couldn’t believe who he saw there.

Was that Madelyne? It was, wasn’t it? He hadn’t even known she had been captured, then again they didn’t let him socialize… like at all. And then she had to go there. “Well, that took you like ten full seconds.” He said in a dry tone. “Anything else you like to get of your chest in regards to the eye? Pirate jokes?”

Fan-friggin-tastic, he was cooped up with grumpy and funny. He should’ve just find a way out on his own when he had the chance. Why had his sense of help kicked in? “Yeah, dampeners run on another set of batteries.” He replied, looking the other way as he tried to figure out where exactly they were in the compound.

The fact that Ben told them that standing around was of no use, made him snap out of his thoughts. Right. They needed to get out, preferably before the guards or sentinels as the guy was hinting at would show up. He was not up for a round of smash the tin man.

“It doesn’t feel like an experiment.” And he should know, he had been in enough. His head jerked at the sound of an explosion and shook his head. “Bombing wouldn’t bring this building down. I think it’s some sort of shelter with walls thick enough to withstand a bomb blast.” That said though he suddenly had an idea.

“We could try and take the dampeners out. Give us back our powers.” He was certain with their combined powers they could actually manage to create a hole big enough to escape.
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