Citizen_Stu

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It was group hug time.

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Jack hesitated for a second, then walked over to join in. If it had been anyone else but Crystal he would have walked out the room. But he joined in....and felt like an idiot.

After a while of walking around the corridors Jack had been able to calm down. The pills had also helped. He didn’t feel like going back to the meeting so he decided instead he better make a show of going to see how Paul was and play nice, if only to make Crystal happy.

Slowly he walked back to the room. Paul and Crystal were still holding each other when Jack knocked on the open door.

"Hi, I thought I better come down and see how you are doing," He said rather awkwardly as he entered the room.

((OOC: Congratulations ))

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She thought about this for a moment, turning it over in her mind and looking for flaws in the logic, before she said, "Any thoughts? A lot of this is just guesswork but... it seems logical." She nodded at Remington. "I believe you are correct... Vahzilok is after stability."

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Harris had listened to the whole thing, trying to peace it together with everything he had witnessed. It all seemed to made sense.

"The Vahzilok had some kind of Rikti technology in their lab. It didn't look like it belonged there. They had messily rigged up to their own equipment. I remember seeing it before they pumped me full of what ever drug it was that made me start seeing things." Harris said.

"Girl Genus had been tracking a Riki under Kings Row before this whole thing started." He added as an after thought not knowing if the information was any use.

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Crystal's head suddenly jerked up. "Paul?"

Then she jumped up and darted out of the room, without a word to anyone.

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"Excuse me." Jack said after a few seconds as he got up out of his chair and followed Crystal. He didn't wait to hear if anyone objected to him leaving as well. Crystal was already half way down to the medical area before Jack had even got out of the room. He slowly made his way down to Paul’s room.

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Then she saw him awake, and flew to him and clung to him like a limpet, crying far too hard to say anything. Everything was right with the world again.

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Jack stood in the doorway watching the two of them embrace. His fists tightened at his sides. It was hard but he had to push away his anger and jealousy at Paul, for now.
Jack didn't enter the room. He just turned away and walked down the corridor while rubbing his temples, the headaches were back. His hands were starting to shake again too. He stopped at a water cooler to get a drink of water and took two of the pills in his jacket pocket.

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Connor face-palmed as he watched Remington empty his pockets. "I'm sorry that I had not made clear who that request was for. Though if you can vouch for the fact that Mr. Harris has no recording equipment on him, then I will have to accept your word on the matter. I do agree that enough time has been wasted. Even as we speak, the Lost are using the misnamed "New Supradyne" to make even more of their most powerful Aberants yet. Emily, if you would start us off, we can fill in the holes as we come to them."

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Jack cut in before Emily could speek. "Steven Harris. Wow, I don’t believe it. I watch you show all the time." Jack said slowly getting out of his seat.

Harris felt bad because he did in fact have recording equipment on him. He had been able to justify it to himself. What harm could it do leaving the camera on. Besides, Penny recorded everything that happened to her. Just because he was recording didn’t mean he was going to use the footage. But now here was SmallArms vouching for him. A hero he hardly knew was vouching for him.
Having a fan talking to him in the middle of all this didn’t help.

"Wow, I love that show." Jack had a smile on his face as he shook Harris's hand. Harris was nervously smiling back trying to avoiding eye contact.

Suddenly the smile was gone from Jacks face. "You mutant hating mother *beeper*."

"Jack" One of the others said as a warning for him to shut up.

"Tell me Mr. Harris, how much do they pay a *beep* like you for the *beep* you do?" Jack continued.

"Jack, sit down." Another warning came.

"I...um......I may have been wrong....with my reports…..I am…um…." Harris was looking at the ground as he spoke. His voice was low.

"I'm sorry. What was that Mr. Harris? I didn't quite catch that." Jack said sarcastically.

"JACK, SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN." One of the others shouted.

Harris pulled his hand away from Jack with some force but would not look him in the eye. Jack just looked at him for a while then turned back to the others. "Well, since you asked so nicely," He said as he throw himself back into his chair.

Harris rubbed his forehead nervously. “The events of the last few hours have proved to me that I was very wrong. I owe my life to two heroes. One, Dr Sanstad, is currently in the hospital and the other is being held captive along with my wife.......and of course there is this man here too." Harris indicated to SmallArms. "I don’t care what you think of me. I have my reasons for being here and I am staying weather you like it or not.”

((OOC: Sorry about the bad spelling. I had to leave in a hurry))

Harris:

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“That was the point at which she gave me a call,” Remington was telling Harris as she continued her triage on the other hero. “She wanted to make a difference. Not just by saving lives, but by helping to prevent those injuries to begin with. Her specialty in physics was superheated gas or plasma…”

“Yeah, I just can’t seem to get away from that term,” Morgan interrupted, smiling slightly, though she never looked away from her unconscious patient.

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Harris was still not happy and his head hurt like hell where he had been knocked out by SmallArms. Plus he new his wife was still in the hands of those undead *beeps*. He was even more angry because he knew they were right, going there now would be suicides.
Harris said nothing. He just sat there with his arms crossed. They were talking to him but he was not listening.

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“Yep. Damn shame, though. Fought like a man possessed when we had to escape. So did Harris here.” He stuck a thumb in the reporter’s direction."

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Harris unfolded his arms, gave a big thumps up and huge smile. Then he refolded his arms and went back to the pissed of look that had been on his face a second before. He could not have made it anymore obvious that his thumps up was purely sarcastic.
The look Terrie gave him made him think twice about doing anything to piss her off.

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As the elevator let them off, and another guard indicated where they were supposed to go, Small Arms mused over his participation in the life of a superhero, where irony was not an uncommon occurrence.

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Has had calmed down. The shower and change of clothes had helped. No one had seen him but it was habit that made him put the button cam into the new suit he was now wearing.

On there way to the meeting Harris had been recognized and asked for an autograph. He just ignored the person and kept on walking.

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Jack:

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"Because he'll flunk me, that's why not," Crystal was hissing to Jack as Conner opened the door.

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"Our sure," Jack was saying in a annoyed voice, "He is going to flunk you because I got us into his house so we could find something to help him......His house which, might I add, had already been broken into................why the hell did we have to leave anyway?" He was still talking as they walked into the meeting room.

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"Oh there you are," Em smiled at him. "Remington, this is Conner Macbeth, Jack, and Crystal. All of them are involved in our current... findings. Sit down... let me fill you in."

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Jack dropped down into one of the chairs around the table. There was something about the man with the Remington man that Jack recognized, maybe from TV.

Jack had suggested they leave a note for Paul so he could join them if he woke up. Up on hearing this Crystal insisted they leave a note for Paul so he could join them “WHEN” he woke up.

Sometime later they were standing outside Erik Standsan's house. The door had been broken down and there seemed to be some damage to the interior. Police crime scene tape covered the boarded up entrance where the door had been.

"I guess we should try the back door then." With out waiting for a reply Jack walked around to the back of the garden. The back door was still intact but locked.

"Teleport?" One of the other suggested.

"Most of my teleport powers burnt out with the drug. Besides...no need for it." As he spoke Jack he was examining the lock with a look of concentration on his face.

He bent down in front of the door and took his lock pick tools (that he had used back on the campus). Carefully he started to work on picking the lock.

"This shouldn't take a second." He turned back to the others and smiled for a second, "let’s just hope there are not any cops left around." With that he went back to his work.

((OOC: I hope you guys don’t mind me moving the story onto the house. If you do let me know and I’ll take it out. I’ll leave it up to you guys to decided if Jack is able to pick the lock or not.))

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"Looks like that's good... everyone look through the rest of the equipment in that box there, and take whatever you think you need to scout with." In the box were a variety of gadgets such as light sticks. It clearly was not meant to be a box full of armament, but rather support gear.

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"Just like James Bond." Jack said as the searched through the box. "So where is my laser watch and X-ray glasses, Miss Q?"

He was joking about the laser watch and X-ray glasses of course, mostly. Jack took a few glow stick and med-patches and stuck them in his pockets.

"So.... How do we get there?" He asked.

Jack raised an eye brow as he watched Experiment rushing out the room and leaving a large hole in the door.

"A bit overly dramatic isn't he?" Jack said sarcastically to the others as he turned back to face them. It was more of a statement then a question.

"So......Me and Crystal seem to be agreement. We should go and check out the Doc's house." He said clapping his hand together.

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"If you have any suggestions on how we can save Sanstad and his family with what little information we have and with the our small numbers, then let's hear them."

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He had Jack there. Jack couldn't think of a come back and it was not untill Emily was finished that he spoke again.

"Well.....Maybe there is some clue at the Docs house as to where his family has been taken or maybe we can find something that will tell us why they wanted him so bad." Jack was trying to hide the uncertainty from his voice. He looked at the others to see their reactions; he didn’t think they would go for the idea.

He became aware that his right hand was shaking and quickly grabbed it with his left, hoping the others had not noticed. He knew withdrawal when he saw it.

Jack was not annoyed by having his feet removed from the table. In fact he found Master Wonderful's reaction amusing. Jack enjoyed winding people up and seeing how far he could push them. Plus he had a point, if they had been picked up they would have been in a lot of trouble. Especially Jack since he was covered in blood and had other drugs on him.

"O.k then. What are we gonna do about checking on his family and finding the Doc, Mr Hamlet?" Jack said with a smile as Experiment was shown into the room. He got his Macbeth’s name wrong on purpose.

Jack had a theory, not a very logical one but it was a theory. If a hero got up set by being called the wrong name (as long as it was nothing too nasty) then they must be concerned more with their own image than the real important matters. But just because he belived it didn't make it true.

He was not going to let on but he was starting to like Master Wonderful, of course that would not stop him using every opportunity he could to annoy the man.

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"If you'll each take a seat, we'll begin the meeting as soon as soon as our last two members arrive. Um, in the mean time, is there anything I can get for either of you?"

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Jack put his feet up on the table. "You can start by telling us why we are sitting here playing multi million dollar corporation when the doc still needs rescuing? Have you even thought about sending one of your lakys to check on his family?"

((OOC: Jack got his jacket back before they teleported))

"It’s ok. Its here. Must have fallen behind the chair." He said he bent down to pick it up. He was happy to see that his clothes had been cleaned and the blood was gone. Luckily it seemed that they had not washed or checked his jacket because it had not got dirty. If they had they would have found the drugs in his jacket and he could have been in a lot of trouble.

They went to check on Paul. After that Jack wanted to find this Macbeth guy. He started storming around the building (with Crystal following) looking for Macbeth. He ignoring the people who told him he was not supposed to be there.

It took a while but he found out where he was. He didn't even bother knocking, he just walked straight in.

"You Macbeth? Why are........... Pink Boy?" He said in surprise.

Jack felt anger at hearing Paul's name. He should have been looking after Crystal. She should never have been captured. He was about to start cursing his name but he saw the look on Crystal's face. He didn't want to upset her so he decided to keep his mouth shut on the subject. Instead he tried his best to comfort her.

"I'm sure he'll be fine." Jack said even though he didn't really believe it.

Jack got out of the bed and almost fell over. He had to grab the bed post to steady himself. He was wearing a green hospital gown. Seeing his clothes on a near by chair he walked over and picked them up. He gave a look to Crystal. She didn't know what the look meant at first but then realize he wanted her to turn around so he could change. She turned around. Jack turned away from Crystal as well and started to change into his clothes.

"We'll go and check on Paul, then go and see what this Macbeth guy wants. What happened to Pink Boy and Gadget Boy?" He asked.

((OOC: Jack does not yet know that Macbeth and Master Wonderful are the same person))

Jack held her tightly and closed his eyes. He was so happy she was alright. He was reading more into her embrace they what she probable meant.

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"Oh Jack! You're all right! Thank God, thank God, I have been so scared, I have been so scared for you, you have been unconscious, what if you had died, you're like the brother I never had.....

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Jack opened his eyes and his hold loosened a little. Brother, she thought of him as a brother. He gave a small sigh.

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what would I have done if you had died, I am so glad you are all right, I have been so scared, oh Jack - "

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"I'm fine. What about you? Are you alright? You had me scared. I thought you had going to OD?" He asked her.

Jack:

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Outside his door - which had a window inset in it - he could catch just a glimpse of bright, coppery hair. It seemed that Crystal had recovered, and was waiting for him.

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"Crystal"

Jack set up quickly then almost fell down again. His head was clear but he still felt weak.

"Take it easy," the nurse told him.

"Crystal. Are you ok? How did we get here? Where is here?" He asked.

"Mr MacBeth brought you in." The nurse told him as she wrote a few notes on his chart.

"Who?" Jack asked.

Jack:

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“Crystal? Good GOD! Is she O.K.? Jack what the hell happened? Speak up! I can’t hear any of you!”

And that’s when Paul realized he could not hear… at all.

“Oh God… Oh CRAP! Jack, Crystal, Master… Little dude! SAY SOMETHING!”

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"To bad it didn't make him mute." Jack said. He was feeling strangely detached from events. Like they didn't matter to him. Everything was insignificant......... apart from one thing, Crystal.

Jack had to concentrate hard to keep his mind focused. His mind would wonder and he would forget about Crystal as well then he would force I to focus again. The energy in his blood was screaming to get out. Screaming to hurt someone. He wanted them all dead, every single person who had ever hurt him or the people he cared about.

Jack was crouched next to Crystals body with his knees drawn close to his body as he gently rocked back and forth. The blood on his face and clothes had started to dry.

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"Hey, think you can use that trick to get us to street level? Not sure how long those two or you can make it without getting some professional attention."

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Before Master Wonderful had finished talking they were all suddenly back on the University Campus grounds. Jack had teleported them all again. It was the only acknowledgment he gave of Master Wonderful's request.

Harris:

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"Shall I put her with Amy Harris and Enid Sanstad?"

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Harris froze. It couldn't be........ but he was sure he had heard them speak his wife's name. He tried to hold his breath, to be totally still so he could hear everything coming through the small ear peace. This was not made easy by the way his hart was pounding in his chest.

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"And Amy Harris?"

"Let me see - "

A sound came, a very far away sound, a sound that Harris hadn't heard in six years - the sound of a moan, the sort of moan one might make when one was sound asleep, and heard someone speak your name from the other room. "Mmm?"

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"Oh my god," Harris put his hands to his mouth. His eyes started to water.

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"Her progress is excellent. She should be awake presently. Keep her treatment as-is."

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Harris felt a strange mixture of happiness and horror. His wife was waking up, for the first time in six years she was waking up but she was being held captive.

He was starting to pace up and down as he tried to take it all in.

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In the long silence following these words came Terrie's voice. "Um, Boss... maybe you should make a stop back here and get some heavier armament, hm?"

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"I have to get her, now." Harris shouted. He was not thinking of the danger. He was not thinking of his own life. He was not thinking of the stupidity of the act but he started to run down the tunnel. He had to get her, he had to see her.

He didn't get very far when he was grabbed from behind by one of the two heroes. He didn't see which one, he didn't care. He just tried to keep running but he was no match for them as he struggled to get free. He was acting like a mad man.

"NO, NO, LET ME GO. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. I HAVE TO GET HERE. LET ME GO." Tiers were starting to streaming down his face as he struggled to get free but he was slowly being dragged back to the train.

((OOC: I wanted to write something that would properly show Harris's reaction to hearing his wife is coming out of his comma but in danger with out interfering with the idea of putting the story on pause while Palaquinn is away. I hope this works. As much as Harris will object to the idea of leaving (and believe me, he will) he would be no match for either of the two heroes (feel free to just knock Harris out and drag him back).

Harris:

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Letting out a heavy sigh, he still glared at Harris a moment before activating his radio.

"Terrie, darlin', you still there?"

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Harris felt relief and was finally able to let go of the breath he was holding. It seemed like SmallArms was not going to force him to leave. He was sure the hero was not going to take an of this crap from him. The last time they met had not gone very well at all. Harris had found out at the time that SmallArms didn't much like being called, "A trigger happy midget."

SmallArms seemed to be giving instructions to someone on the other end of the radio incase things went bad. To say Harris was not scared would have been a lie. He was terrified but trying to do his best to hide it. He knew he was no hero but he could not just walk away from this. Not after everything he had been through, after everything that had led to this point. He had to know how it was all going to end. If he was truthful to himself he was also angry about someone walking into the situation and trying to take over. It felt like everything he had been through was being belittled.

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"I won't be there. I've gotta damsel to rescue."

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"WE have a damsel to rescue." Harris thought to himself. It was so unlike him to think like this. He kept telling himself maybe he was simply in shock. He did still feel a little dizzy from the crash.

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"Don't you know it. I'll be in touch."

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"Thanks I'll need even more this time. Small Arms out."

He looked down at Harris, and took down his cloaking field. "Let me have him. He'll be okay, I promise," he said, trying to sound much calmer than he actually felt.

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Harris paused for a second but nodded then moved out of the way.

((OOC: Most the credit should go to Jennifer8 for this post as well ))

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It became apparent very quickly that Harris was reluctant to leave without Girl Genius. "Damn it, man, I can't carry all of you, and I need to look through the wreck. I don't know how long those two meatheads will pound on each other before they either kill each other, kiss and make up or stumble on us or GG. The sooner I can get you out of here and come back to get her, the safer all of you will be."

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Harris was distracted by a sound. "Shut up, shut up," he quickly said to SmallArms as he tried to listen. He was shoure he had heard something else through the ear peace.

For long minutes there was only the sound of silence, and the very faintest sound of Penny's breath. SmallArms tried to object to Harris's rudeness but was quickly told to be quite again.

Then other sounds came, seeming to be shockingly loud compared to the sounds he had been listening to before. It was the sound of pebbles rubbing against each other - footsteps on a graveled surface. A lot of footsteps.

Then a shout - "Over there!" And the footsteps increased in pace.

A moment later another voice came, one to chill the blood. Even over the radio he could recognize it - the voice of an Eiledon. "Bring her to me."

"She must have fallen off the train," that sounded like a Mortificator.

"Is she alive?" That was, perhaps, a reaper.

"Hard to tell through the armor... maybe... yes, looks like it."

There was a silence.

"Take her to the Doctor," it was the voice of the Eiledon.

More sounds came through: not the sounds of voices but the sounds of footsteps, a lot of them, walking, shuffling. The vague, weird grunts of zombies in the background. Going somewhere....

"No." Harris shouted. "Its to late. They've found her. We have to do something." He couldn't believe these words were coming out of his mouth. A few hours ago he would have ran for the nearest exit and not give a dam if the others lived or died.

"I don't care what you say. I'm not going to leave her down here. Beside, who died and made you king. No one invited you to this party." He almost sounded like his old self. He shook it off.

"I'm sorry..... look........ I can't get her back by myself. I need your help. I've been stuck in this hell hole for hours, I know the layout. You need me if we are going to get her back." He looked over at Erik. "We can hide Erik somewhere he will be safe till he wakes up or we come back."

He looked at SmallArms, "The more time we spend arguing about it the more time we are losing."

((OOC: Credit for this post and the good writing should go to Jennifer8 I only made a few small tweaks.))

Harris:

Harris was frozen with fear. Everything seemed to have gone quite but he did not think it would last. There was something outside the train with SmallArms. Slowly he raised a shacking hand to his ear and pressed the ear peace in to his ear more to hear better.

"Penny..." He whispered.

At first he thought he heard nothing - silence. Dead air. But then - if he listened very closely - he could detect faint noises. One of these noises - almost inaudible - seemed to have a regular rhythm. Breathing? Yes, perhaps it WAS breathing. If she was breathing but not talking to him... she was unconscious at the very least, which meant she should be teleported to the hospital, why-

Almost subconsciously, his hand crept to his pocket. There, still stuck in the place where she had put it, was Penny's hospital patch. Given to him while he was in the Vahzilok lab to ensure, no matter what, that he got out. If she had not given it him she would be safely in the hospital now. It was all his fault.

His train of thought was suddenly broken by another terrifying roar from out side the broken train.

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"Harris, you and I are going to have a long talk later." He looked over the condition of the other man. "But first we get you two the hell outta here. Are you two the only ridin' that thing?"

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"No, no, we can't go. Penny she....." Harris spoke with urgency, panic and worry as he pointed back down the tunnel. He suddenly realized he did not know if he should be using Penny's real name in front of someone else....."Girl Genies. She was thrown of the train. She...... We have to get her."

He seemed to think for a second.

"My ear peace. We can still find her if......" He reached up to his ear but it was gone. "No, no, no."

He started to search around the train. He heard the sound of ripping metal but his mind was focused on finding the communication device.

"We have to find it. We have to find it." He was on his hands and knees franticly searching. Then, seeing the device under one of the chairs he quickly grabbing it he placed it in his ear with out thinking of cleaning it. His mind was racing. In his panic his fingers fumbled to place the device, he almost dropped it again.

"Penny! Penny! Can you........" He shouted franticly.

There was an sudden unearthly roar which made Harris's blood run cold. He completely froze.

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Looking heavenward, Small Arms frowned. "You really must have it in for me today."

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Jack:

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"OK, Jack, let's go."

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Jack held his arms out to his sides. His skin started to tingle again, as would the others as well. There were five flashes of light as each one of them phased out.

Everything was black and quite. There was a feeling of nothingness except for the four people with him. Jack had to concentrate to keep a hold of everyone. He started to lose his grip on one. They were slipping and for a terrifying second they were gone. Jack reached out with his mind and grabbed them again.

There were another five bright flashes of light and suddenly they were all in the upper levels of the sewer. They were almost thrown back into the world, Jack landed with a crash.

Jack:

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Even unconscious he could tell she was deeply under its influence. But she was mumbling something. He leaned close to her head and caught a thought: teleport. She wanted to teleport.

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"Teleport." He repeated. "Teleport. Have to get everyone out of here. Teleport."

Jack looked around quickly. He was listening to the rather alarming message coming from Paul’s equipment but ignored it (normal he would have lisened). He saw Paul was starting to come around and ran over to him

"Paul, Paul, Paul. We have to get out of here. Wake up. I have to teleport us. Crystal wants me to teleport us. They gave her the drug too. I don't know if she can handle it. I'm only just holding on." He said as he tapped the side of his head with his fist. He was still talking fast.

"Master Wonderful," Jack shouted using his name for the first time. "We have to go. Time to teleport. We can come back later."

Jack grabbed his jacket and put it back on. The lost were already starting to leave for fear that a melt down might really happen but not before they had dumped Experiment on the floor.

"Everyone one ready? Hold still. I think I can control this now."

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Connor lifted the spent syringe to eye level and pocketed the case it had come from. "Psychic inhibiter. It helps me to fight off the more debilitating effects of mind attacks. OK, Syn, time for round two."

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Jack was still feeling the rush from the drug. He could feel the power in his veins but he was on the brink of losing control of it. It felt great; he had never felt a high like it. His head jerked over to look at Master Wonderful.

"You’re not pink anymore. What happened to the Pink?" Jack said speaking rather fast.

The Anomolous where still keeping there distance from Jack and now they had Master Wonderful to deal with too. It was turning into a Mexican Standoff but Jack and Master Wonderful had the upper hand for now.

Jacks right hand was rapidly tapping his leg. His drugged mind was starting to lose interest in what was going on. He made his way over to the other two chambers but still watched the Anomolous. Paul and Crystal were still out.

"Crystal, crystal, wake up." He didn't think how she would react if she did open her eyes and see the blood that covered him, the green burning in his eyes and the strange way he was acting. He didn't even think about the blood he was now smearing on her face as he reached out and tried to wake her.

((OOC: Gratz to you too Jennier))

Harris:

Harris had thrown up. He was lying on the floor with his limbs sticking out in all directions. Blood dripped onto the floor from the cut on his fore head but he was other wise intact. He almost fell over twice while trying to get to his feet. The dust in the air from the crash made him cough. He staggered over to where Erik had been. He was only a few meters away under a few chairs which had dislodged themselves. He was still out like a light but looked ok.

With great effort Harris dragged him to the door of the train. When he got there he saw someone moving about.

"You," Harris recognized the man straight away.

((Tag Small Arms))