nextgen_misc (nextgen_misc) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2009-12-19 20:00:00

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antaeus, inactive - chris pym, inactive - dream catcher, inactive - lyta braddock-worthington, inactive - moira hrimharisdottir, inactive - molly hayes, plot-"waking up the pride", team - x-men, tsunami

Catfights All Over The Place!
"They sense us, we have no more time to delay." The magus seated himself on the forest floor. Their numbers had gathered, and they were ready to retrieve the chosen one. The others would not let her go without a fight though. They would need to be isolated.

He reached a clawed hand into a deerskin pouch, retrieving a handful of small bones and scattering them across the circle he had seated himself in. He chanted under his breath, calling on not only the primal spirits, but the collective energy of his people. Slitted eyes came into focus, showing a youth of mind that the grayed fur around his face obscured.

"Scatter."

He, and those around the circle, vanished.

~~~

A wave of magical energy came towards the Xavier Institute like a tidal wave, a roar to those who could perceive it. It came through the walls and struck at Chris and those around her. They all vanished from sight, reappearing in various locations. They would each find an opponent waiting for them as well.

The invaders... well, there was no way around it, they looked like Chris. From ears to tail, they were built on the same model as her hybrid form. A mix of colors, ages, and body-types, but they were fighting a bunch of cat-people.

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	princess_mutt 2009-12-20 05:23 am UTC (link)
	The woman almost reminded Moira of distant relatives -- the kind who had to be driven out of the Forest. She started to circle. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_misc 2009-12-20 05:24 am UTC (link)
	The female drags the club along, raising an eyebrow as she keeps herself between Moira and the path to the mansion, but not moving to strike yet. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	princess_mutt 2009-12-20 06:07 pm UTC (link)
	Moira continues to dart around a little before settling on what she's found usually the best plan with the oversized: go for the limbs. Get in too close too quick for her extended reach to do much good. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_misc 2009-12-20 09:23 pm UTC (link)
	The female may be a brute, but she's smarter than that might imply. She immediately drops the club and digs in her heels, catching Moira in mid-stride and attempting to grapple her. There's no indication of bloodlust or enthusiasm in her body language or facial responses. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	princess_mutt 2009-12-20 09:53 pm UTC (link)
	Grappling seems like the thing to do for the moment, and Moira's hardly bloodlusty either. "So. Why is picking fights with us on yuir apparent list of responsibilities, if ye don't mind my asking?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_misc 2009-12-20 09:56 pm UTC (link)
	"You're hardly our concern, pup. You have something we need, but we'll bring it back when we're done." Arms lock against one another, as the female doesn't yield any ground. This is exactly the sort of confrontation she prefers for now. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	princess_mutt 2009-12-21 11:59 pm UTC (link)
	Moira's hardly going to yield any ground right now either. And she's got nothing more to say. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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