|
Post by The Administrator!!! on Jul 31, 2010 14:09:01 GMT -5
"I've been...." the chair suddenly lifts. With Charles. Then he flies out the back as the ship flew on. Then the back of the wing opened and Charles was levitated in.... luckily Charles held to Moira. The back closed and there, Magneto waits for Charles to roll into the main cockpit. He sighed a bit, this was the worst time ever....
Flying back toward the island. He figured they could make a pitstop. The enemy won't be coming after them. He suspects... maybe...
|
|
|
Post by The Envoy on Aug 3, 2010 16:38:56 GMT -5
After a few minutes, Charles makes his way forward.
"There are things out there that have made our job that much more difficult old friend. Those mutants, they seemed to be glad to start a war between us and humans. I just wish I could have learned more of their plans. For I believe them to be the ones behind the recent mutant rampage."
|
|
|
Post by The Administrator!!! on Aug 7, 2010 23:51:35 GMT -5
Magneto was incredibly shocked... "Mutants engorging the warmachine? To what ends?" He flew the plane best he can. Yet now he wondered to why? Why would any do that?
Could he have ever been such a man to do the same? True he believed the war. Yet now, there are other mutants that have a hand in the war. For what reason? Yes, and to what honest end?
Magneto turned asking, "What about Moira? How is her condition?"
Perhaps alive. Yet unconcious. With a nasty lump over her left brow. Perhaps she'll need proper medical attention...
|
|
|
Post by The Envoy on Aug 18, 2010 1:10:36 GMT -5
"Moira will live, though it would be best we get her to a hospital," said Charles, worrying more about the woman in his arms than the mutants for the moment. This was going to be a long few months, and things were only becoming more complex for him and his allies. The students needed protection...maybe now was the time to talk to Scott again...
|
|
|
Post by The Administrator!!! on Aug 18, 2010 2:25:24 GMT -5
"Indeed.... and she'll need protection." He looked to Charles. "Watch over her then. I have, as I warned. A matter to take care of here."
Flying the plane toward the nearest hospital. He would have to do one thing before they leave. A slight smile, he tells Charles, "I promised to get a souvenier for a student... silly, I know. Yet a promise is a promise old friend."
That was true. As well not. So as they near the hospital. He tells Charles, "When everything is safe and her condition well. Call me Charles. I'll swing the jet back around... don't worry, they don't usually ask questions when people come in off the street." He was going to land them safely and let Charles take her in. He was almost certain that this was going to be safe. At least, for the most part...
Maybe sorta safe?
|
|