Erik and Storm did their best to avoid conflict with anyone they came across. A few times they were able to get down the hall without drawing suspicion, acting as though they were simply employees on a break. It wasn't until they were right on top of Kenna's location that a few guards approached with guns raised.
[b "Gentlemen, I don't think you want to do that,"] he held his hands up, watching Storm tense out of the corner of her eye.
[i "Shoot on sight, repeat, shoot on sight!"] a voice crackled through one of their walkie-talkies.
At once, four guns fired. However, neither mutant flinched. Four bullets remained frozen in the air, inches from their faces. Erik was impressed that Storm had trusted him enough to stop it, not showing fear to the enemy. [b "Do I have permission?"] he asked her.
[i "Incapacitate. Don't kill,"] she repeated their orders.
Erik clicked his tongue. [b "Pity."]
Spinning the bullets around, he lodged them in various points of their bodies that would inflict incredible amounts of pain, but were still non-lethal. As the men fell to the floor, Erik crunched his fist, effectively scrunching the guns into unusable scrap. [b "If you'll excuse us,"] he stepped over their bodies.
[i "Kenna!"] Storm was relieved when they finally located her. [i "Not too much trouble?"] she asked.
It was too good to be true, really it was. She heard the orders. The woman seemed tamed until she heard the footsteps, of course it was all some setup.
"Yeah, the problem with that...is were already going underground...and I'm normal now," Kenna sighed hating that smirk of satisfaction on the woman's face. "I'lll create a distraction."
After a ten minute struggle she managed to knock her out, both using the sedative and kicking her. Next she placed the viles of liquid in her pocket. They'd be close, and she also had a gun pointed at the boss in case any one came up.
Erik was out of his chair before Kenna even finished the transmission. [b "How fast can you get us there?"] he asked Storm.
[i "Lucky for us, the tower is wide enough to land the jet. And with the cloaking device Hank installed, we're free and clear to take off without suspicion,"] she answered, starting the engine.
He could see why she was the elected pilot of the team. She didn't show an ounce of hesitation as she brought the jet down on top of the tower. Even the few guards on the building were surprised by the sudden gust of the engines, getting knocked sideways from the force. [b "Let's not keep our appointment waiting,"] Erik ensured the men stayed put, wrapping copper wire tightly around their hands and ankles with a flick of his wrist.
[i "Kenna, we're inside. We'll meet you in the target's office. The less prying eyes, the better,"] Ororo spoke into the earpiece connecting them to their teammate.
If this went bad, she would have to fend for herself or end up in those cages. There was much to lose at this point. Including the person she considered her first real friend.
The woman was impressive, a career woman in this age with those heels and that fitting outfit. She oozed this confidence. A woman, and one with pomp, this would be hard.
Walking over to the woman she was able to convince her that she was interested in a job. With some different touching, and techniques, it was a lot more challenging.
It was going too easily, she pressed the back switch on the bracelet given to her by Hank. They were on the move and it was looking dicey. After being told there was a position, there was the elevator and what seemed the underground of Seattle.
"We could use someone of your ability, it's very impressive...too bad I need to do this," the woman said before getting one needle in her arm, almost preparing the second needle.
"You shouldn't have drank so much after taking my friend," Kenna said unimpressed before knocking the second needle out of her hand and pinning her roughly against the wall.
[b "I got her. Come on in guys, we're going to the Underground here,"] She said into the bracelet. [b "I have friends that want to meet you. Powers or no."]
[i "You need to stop bouncing your foot before I cut it off,"] Ororo snapped at him, hearing his shoe squeak against the floor.
[b "I'm not used to sitting on the sidelines,"] he grumbled back. [b "I'm getting restless."]
He knew it would only take them moments to get to the office building if she needed their help. One distress call, and they could barge through the doors ready to kill anyone necessary. Still, he'd rather be there in person, ready to jump on defensive at the first sign of trouble.
[b "Does her earpiece have a tracker in it?"] he asked her, turning to see her roll her eyes.
[i "Hank isn't an amateur,"] she held up the handheld GPS screen he'd designed, Kenna's location marked with a flashing light.
Kenna calmly walked over to the drinking fountain and started the water to cover some of the conversation. People didn't seem to notice and they didn't have a sinister aura.
[b "She caught a loose end. She would have celebrated and in her thirties, she's going to need coffee to function,"] Kenna rationalized. The woman was older therefore it was harder. She saw the woman in a moment before placing her hand away from the radio.
Women were different than men, it took a lot more flattery, contact of different sort and listening to long talks. She was getting somewhere it finally seemed.
[i "Oh good,"] Storm glanced back as she heard him join her in the cockpit. [i "You're done sulking like a toddler."]
Erik flopped with a grunt into the copilot's chair. She could mock him all she wanted, he wasn't going to concede to having lost the argument. [b "Any word from her yet?"] he asked, ignoring her jab.
Ororo frowned briefly when he didn't rise to the bait of another argument. [i "Nothing yet. She's just getting in. If you keep quiet, I'll let you listen in."]
God, he couldn't stand her. She was a favourite of Charles', and he'd met her before. Still, she got under his skin almost as much as the Cyclopes kid with a superiority complex.
When Kenna's voice finally crackled in their ears, he sat up a little straighter. [b "You sure she's going for a coffee break, and not to drink the blood of her enemies?"] he muttered sarcastically.
Kenna found it more curious to watch, seeing and feeling the frustration rising from Erik. For the first time she felt the genuine wave lengths from him. It was both touching and strange to know that.
[b "I felt that, Erik. Thank you,"] Kenna said placing a hand on his jacket. [b "So...I get a way to keep contact, right?"]
Storm nodded handing her the piece. [b "Get the information and you're out. You aren't going renegade in there."]
[b "Understood,"] Kenna nodded.
Dressed in the peppy dress and boots, she entered the building, taking a look around. They just needed to find this woman and not look suspicious about it.
Taking ten minutes to get the receptionist to let down her guard and believe that she knew where the office was. Following after she sat down outside the office and waited.
[b "I'm just waiting on her to go for a coffee break. It won't take long,"] Kenna said into the radio quietly.
Despite Erik's confidence that Ororo would side with him, she barely waited for him to explain the situation before cutting him off. [i "You're being stupid and overprotective,"] she crossed her arms over her chest.
[b "You can't be serious,"] he huffed.
[i "The girl has survived this long without you. I think she can handle herself. She doesn't need a hot head like you rushing in there trying to play knight in shining armor, blowing up her plan,"] Storm didn't back down.
Seeing he was outnumbered and knowing full well it would be pointless to argue with the two of them, he stormed across the jet towards the bunks in the back. [b "Fine. Go in alone,"] he snarled.
[b "That's exactly what I mean. You'll be more obvious. I can waltz in there and get what we need. That'd be so much easier than the other part of the mission,"] Kenna thought it seemed easy and she had a good idea of what to do.
[b "You...you've survived using what you have to get what you need. I have always needed it since I was a teenager just to survive. Persuading others to bend my way is my survival."]
That statement was more in a bitter tone, the past she hated. [b "We'll see what she says then."]
Erik grit his teeth town, already feeling a flare of unease at her suggestion. [b "You want me to let you waltz into an office full of people who want our kind dead, alone?"] his tone gave away his disbelief. [b "We're already down a teammate. If I manage to lose you to them as well as the kid, Storm is going to murder me herself."]
The plan wasn't exactly stupid, given how capable she was. It was more along the line that he was getting attached to her company, despite his best efforts. God, it was becoming annoying.
[b "Let's get Storm's opinion. If she agrees, and only if she agrees, we'll go with your plan. I'm not going to be responsible for losing Xavier's kid, and ward,"] he sighed.
[b "Let's just leave out what happened between us? She will be upset..."] Kenna chuckled dryly. It wasn't funny but it wasn't a moment when she couldn't help t. [b "By the look of it, snow is pretty rare so that would make all of the employees unable to come."]
When they notice him more than her. She looked to him and gave a thoughtful look. [b "Maybe I should go in alone. I know...dangerous but I can use my abilities and get the information."]
[b "You're not wrong,"] he admitted. [b "There were no clothes scattered around, so he definitely didn't have energy to change out of his suit. If she had backup, it wouldn't take much to restrain him while they got the syringe to knock him out. Maybe the tv was just precaution, in case he put up a bigger fight."]
It was a setback in their mission. A big one. They were supposed to get through this quietly, but now they were going to have to stage an escape for their captured teammate, with who knows how many other scientists being aware of who they are. They didn't even know what they were going to be marching in to.
[b "Should we alert Storm that we'll be taking a little detour? If we need a quick extraction, I can't think of a better choice than a weather witch to give us cover,"] his fingers tapped the table, antsy to get started.
[b "We...were doing what felt good and probably a very natural course for that night,"] Kenna stabbed the fruit with the fork before looking back up to him. [b "I have no idea how he did that if he was so drunk. I mean, sounds really aren't..."]
Trailing it off she looked to him before cursing to herself. They worked quickly.
[b "He's a lightweight. There's no way he'd stay awake long enough to turn on the television and even undress himself. They must have came in very shortly after, staged it, and even if we were paying attention...fuck...at least we have a location."]
She wasn't wrong, but Erik was quick to defend their actions. [b "We couldn't know that we were being watched. She played a rather convincing drunk looking to get laid. She didn't even put up a fight when we left with him. Nothing out of the ordinary, and we didn't see anyone follow us back."]
He sat back in his chair, not wanting to admit wrongdoing. [b "He was the one who turned the television up ungodly loud. If he hadn't done that, we would have heard the scuffle, and been right there to stop it."]
Knowing he was going to cause a fight with his attitude, he glanced over at her. [b "At most, all three of us are at fault."]
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