20 miles N of Westchester (Random Fight Scene)

[Larza]

Grey eyes catching sight of the swooping angel-man, Larza's expression altered as a smirk crossed her face. The clone didn't seem to notice, something that Larza found interesting. She'd have imagined one couldhear the sound of his wings from that close. Or maybe it was quieter than it looked.

Nonetheless, Larza was sure not to use any of her own blades, as she didn't want to accidentally take out this guy for no reason.

The other had no qualms about shooting, though, towards Larza. She was a little surprised when one was suddenly whisked from the area, as if picked up by an unseen hand, deflected from it's course towards her.

"Nice." she mumbled under her breath.

Angel-man's sneaking had caught the clone off guard, and she took the delivered hit without even noticing he'd been heading her way to begin with.

(Yeah, wasn't sure what kind of attack you planned, so I kin'a left it open there for ya, Warren.

[Warren Worthington III]

Warren's clone falls to earth a second time, attempts once again to rise to its feet, then its eyes roll up into its head as it slumps to the ground. A few moments later its body disintegrates into a green mist that disperses into the air.

Warren doesn't even turn around to watch. Locking his wings in place he glides silently toward her back, noting with satisfaction that the original neither gives him away nor fires any missiles in his direction... good. She has some brains to go with her mutation.

When he gets into range he swings his body forward, adding the momentum of his flight into a kick that lands right at the base of her neck, snapping her head forward and dropping her to one knee as he flies over.

(( OOC: Thanks for the opening! ))

[Josh Dalton Worthington]

Josh takes a deep breath as the girl's double launches a knife out. He outstretches a hand.

With a gasp, he's able to wrench it out of the air, harmlessly away from the girl. Those things pick up some speed, damn.

Warren attacks, driving the double to a knee. Josh reaches out with his powers and tries to knock her sprawling, safely away from the others. He dimly sees the other two doubles draped over each other, unmoving. We've almost got this locked up.

[theonavarro]

The Jubilee clone was scratching and pulling hair, the real Jubilee was hepless, her head was spinning from all the energy she was absorbing, the clone was still sending out wave after wave of fireworks... Jubilee continued to absorb every single bit of it, So this is what its like to be Rogue... she thought. Suddenly the clone stopped firing energy at her, the clone managed to wrestle Jubilee off, she was sent flying, her head spinning violently. The clone was looking slightly green now, a bit sunken, and a bit deshrivelled. Jubilee saw and smiled, her plan had worked, the clone had used up all of her energy. Jubilee ran in the others' direction, "Josh!" she shouted, "Time to switch again!"

She could feel the energy inside her, it was getting harder for her to keep it in, she lunged at the clone, she was gonna make the 4th of july look liek baby stuff...

[Larza]

Larzaclone was down, and seemed unconcious, from the look of her. Maybe she'd hit her head a little hard on the ground, or maybe the kick to the back of the head/neck area had done it. Either way, Larza was pleased.

Tossing a casual "thanks" over her shoulder, she stalked towards te motionless clone, and eyed it warilly. Only question was, kill, or no? She was leaning towards kill, since she really didn't like the porospect of there being another Larza runnin' around in the world, with her ailities.

But, then again, there was the question of what it was even doing here. Why it'd come out of that rock that was obiviously not really a rock.

But would the clone respond to questioning? Larza wasn't sure just what skills she posessed - if it had all of her skills, questioning would be useless. Even most torture wouldn't get her very far - Larza had learned to absorb pain and use it later, against others. It seemed that the clone could, too.

With a scowl, she prodded it with the toe of her boot. It didn't respond. Prodded it harder.

Suddenly it dissolved into a green mist. Jumping back, Larza's eyes narrowed, as her wrinkled her nose, catching a fairly odd odor - which, she was sure, had just plastered itself all over her clothes. It dissapated, and then there was nothing there.

"Weeeird." she mumbled, glancing around. Crazy-colored-lights girl's clone was sorta nearby. Only, she didn't look well. At all. The other, presumably the original looked like she was ready to barf sparkles.

She shot a few blades in the general vicinity of sparkle-girl's clone.

[Warren Worthington III]

> "Josh - time to switch again!"

Warren finishes his loop as the knifewielder's clone evaporates as well, leaving Jubilee's duplicate the only one standing. This is where us hand-to-hand types leave the fighting to the ranged types, he thinks, and lands lightly near the knifewielder.

"Are you all right, miss? I noticed you got a facefull of that... I don't know, whatever that stuff was, do you need a doctor?" He wants to ask her about the meteor, also, but he's pretty sure she has no more clue than he does. "Don't worry... we know someone who isn't going to freak out about, well," he shrugs his wings self-deprecatingly, "physical idiosyncracies."

It occurs to him that he might not be the best poster child for medical care right now, with his entire right side shredded and bloody and several cracked ribs. He's learned to focus past the pain, over the last few years, and count on his ability to heal... but it probably looks pretty bad.

[Josh Dalton Worthington]

Josh glances over as Jubilee calls to him. He nods, and attempts to use his powers to yank the clone up and drop her back down on the ground. He's hesitant to get any closer to Jubilee, though. She has that crazed pyromaniac glint to her eyes at present.

After that effort, he keeps an an eye on the two rolling around, and speaks up. "Everyone okay?" His eyes linger on Warren's side. That looks painful.

Not wanting to sound overprotective, he reaches out with his telepathy. <Are you going to be ok? I don't want you trying to fly back with those injuries.> Josh tries to keep worry out of his mental voice.

[theonavarro]

((i need josh clone to react to me lunging at him, i cant post otherwise))

[Josh Dalton Worthington]

(OOC note. I think that Warren!Clone and Josh!Clone were out for the count, but I can indulge you. consider this appended to my previous post...)

Josh's clone slowly crawls out from underneath the Warren-clone, eyes flaming with rage. He dusts himself off, and eying Jubilee with daggers, launches himself at her.

[Bobby Drake]

(( OOC: OK, Jubes seems to have disappeared, and since this is my thread I guess pushing it along is my job, so I'm gonna g'mod a bit here to get things moving. Hope this doesn't piss anybody off.))

"Alright," growls Jubilee, rubbing her hands together gleefully, "now it's your turn." With that she lets loose with a supercharged stream of fireworks that blows Josh's clone into a cloud of greenish spray, which dissolves into mist before it hits the ground. Warren's clone, unconscious and already starting to fall apart, is caught in the blast radius and succumbs to the same effect.

Jubilee's clone climbs up to her feet, attempting to summon up one last blast, but it's no use... she's spent all her power. Picking up a rock, she charges Larza and Warren with blood in her eye.

(( OOC: Larza -- over to you. ))

[Larza]

"Are you all right, miss? I noticed you got a facefull of that... I don't know, whatever that stuff was, do you need a doctor? Don't worry... we know someone who isn't going to freak out about, well...physical idiosyncracies."

She smiled slightly, and shook her head slightly. She wasn't hurt - something he couldn't say the same to. But using her empathy had tired her out - that was the only thing wrong with her, at this point.

"I'm okay. Tired, s'all. Wasn' really th'way I'd planed my night, but..." she ended in a shrug and a wry grin. "Looks like you could use that doc, though..."

Movement, out of the corner of her eye. Ooh, the last remaining clone, heading their way? How lovely...She looked over, and raised a hand, shooting a few blades off quickly towards the charging, rock-weilding girl.

"Definetly more fun than my original plans, though, I must say..." she remarked afterwards.

[Warren Worthington III]

> "Looks like you could use that doc, though..."

Warren smiles back. "It looks worse than it is, and it'll heal pretty quickly... but you're right, I'll probably stop in for a visit just to be safe. And if you're sure you're all right, that's fine... you certainly seem capable of taking care of yourself, and we appreciate the help. My name's Warren, by the way."

He frowns thoughtfully for a second, wondering if he should invite this woman to the Institute. She's obviously a mutant, but equally obviously is well accustomed to it, and to dealing with other mutants... she doesn't need a refuge, and she might be dangerous. Still, the Institute is supposed to be open to all mutants.

Before he can make the offer, though, he feels a figure charging towards his back... presumably Jubilee's clone, reduced to hand-to-hand attacks. Well, in that case I've got a surprise for her. He continues to face Larza, his back to his attacker, and prepares to take her out with his wings when she gets in range.

He forgets to take Larza's reflexes into account, though, and she attacks before Jubilee gets into wing-range. It gives him an opportunity to observe the knife-formation process, which is more than a little disturbing... they seem to grow directly through her skin, like Wolverine's claws.

Anyway, so much for surprise. A moment after Larza's knife-attack he leaps backwards with a beat of his wings, closing most of the distance between him and Jube's clone in an eyeblink, and with a sudden twist of his body swings both wings at full extension at her in the hopes of smashing her into the ground.

[Josh Dalton Worthington]

Won't she just give up?

Josh spins as Larza and Warren charge off. He sees the former shoot her 'blades' a couple times, and Warren looks set to clothesline Jubes. In case she gets past that, Josh reaches outwards with his powers immediately behind Warren, hoping to get the effect of her running full tilt into an invisible brick wall.

Maybe this will finish her off.

[Warren Worthington III]

Jubilee's clone stumbles as she tries and fails to dodge the knife and the wing-strike. She takes the blade in one shoulder and Warren's wings send her flying into Josh's teek-field, and she literally crumples against it like an inflatable doll before disintegrating into a green mist that quickly disperses.

Warren lands hastily, then yells in surprise and pain as his injured leg folds under him. He levers himself back up again, looking sheepish. "Well, that was dumb. But the immediate threat seems taken care of."

(( OOC: Thus ends the fight part of the thread, we now return you to your regular free-form, non-ordered posting. ))

[Larza]

"It looks worse than it is, and it'll heal pretty quickly... but you're right, I'll probably stop in for a visit just to be safe. And if you're sure you're all right, that's fine... you certainly seem capable of taking care of yourself, and we appreciate the help. My name's Warren, by the way."

"No probblem - couldn't let another me be runnin' 'round over here, no? 'M Larza."

Good, the blade, and the others' attacks, hit home. Sparkles' clone was out too. All was well with their little segment of the world. Sorta. There was still the random alien-or-whatever rock, but she figured it best if they left that alone. No way they could handle a repeat performance of that...

Hearing the cry of pain from Angelman - Warren - and feeling the shockwave of it rippple across her empathy, she growled a little under her breath, and looked over at him.

"You'll need a lift to..wherever. There's no way you can fly or walk home like that." she stated, eyeing him, then the others for a moment. Well, this assignment wasn't that important, anyway. She could come back out tomorrow.

"My car's not far. I'll take y'all wherever it is y'mentioned."



(Y'know...I'm thinkin' I might just change my mind and have Larz sorta-kinda fall in with the X-folk, simply out of her curiousity...*ponders*)