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<td valign="top">[[Image:MoA White Queen.png|left]]'''Moment of Awesome - [[Emma Frost|Emma Frost/The White Queen]]''' ''[http://x-logs.livejournal.com/3866984.html Mercy is both great and terrible], as Emma shows during an [[Operation: Mutant of the Seas|X-Force operation]].''
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<td valign="top">[[Image:MoA Jubilee.png|left]]'''Moment of Awesome - [[Jubilation Lee|Jubilee]]:''' ''In the middle of a [[Operation: Mutant Massacre|battle to stop the bombing of Penn Station]] in New York, [https://xp-logs.dreamwidth.org/3819687.html Jubilee attempts to philosophize] with a [[Morlocks|Morlock]] radical.''
  
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"A commendable attempt," Cybelle mocked. "Would you perhaps like to try again?"
  
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It didn't take her long to distinguish the right hatch from the various ones in the room. Moving quickly, she turned the large wheel on the front of it, then threw back the lever, allowing the hatch to fall open.
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It was times like these that Jubilee remembered her own youth, and the look on Remy's face when something particularly addle brained happened. It was the only reason she didn't give Gabriel a steady stream of swearing as she lit up the area, sending a multitude of sparks to burn off the droplets of acid.
  
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Within a heavy glass cylinder, he (reaching out with her mind, reaching into its mind, down past mutate programming, down past agony, to identity, a remembering of essential things) hung in a mass of wiring, mutate suit containing a body that seemed little more than a sack of flesh and energy now. Pure energy, drawn from the furnace they had made of him. Energy made of agony, agony so strong that sometimes it had allowed him to pierce his mutate conditioning and send his helpless, hopeless cry of pain out into the world, waiting for someone to hear him.
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"Dude, really? You come into my city, you disrespect my train station, you disrespect me. The hell you think you're doing?"
  
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~I heard you,~ she said to him, ~I came.~
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"I think I'm taking back power from people like you, little girl!" Cybelle threw her hands out, sending a cloud of acid fog at the newcomers. "Now die and let me get back to work!"
  
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There wasn't enough of him left to make words, but he heard her and a small wave of gratitude came out through the pain. And something that Emma could only translate as no longer alone.
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As the fog creeped toward him, Gabriel took a step in the other direction, bolting past Jubilee and toward a group of people that Artie was herding aboveground. To have a fighting chance against this woman, he needed to disappear. Then he could speed into thin air and take her by surprise.
  
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~Not alone,~ she confirmed. ~I'm here with you. I'll stay with you.~
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"Dude, power that you can take with violence is just an illusion," Jubilee replied, almost gently given that they were in the middle of a fight. "But I doubt you're gonna recognise that, which is pretty damn sad. I mean, I'd rather not spend time beating the crap out of you, but if you insist."
  
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With a quick reach outwards, Emma created her telepathic switchboard, drew in the minds of everyone around her. She had listened to the conversation going on behind her. Confirmation from North that simply to shut the power plant down would likely lead to a nuclear explosion. That they could overload the plant, feed energy into it until it shut down, but this was likely to lead to the destruction of the bulkhead and the sinking of the Emperor within hours. Jubilee's report that a heavy storm was forecast - possibly enough to swamp the lifeboats if they chose to abandon ship. Amanda's concerns about the safety of the innocent crew and passengers (while interspersed with acerbic comments on the not-at-all-innocent crew and passengers and what they deserved), followed by Mudd's protests. Felicia's suggestion that perhaps they could simply sail the ship to a new harbour and then make a decision.
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Jubilee had spent the time she was talking well, using her powers to catch each of the air droplets and burn them up before they could do any real damage. The other thing she hoped was that Cybelle would focus on her and give Gabriel time to get closer.
  
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~We are sending them into the lifeboats.~ Emma's telepathy rode over all of her colleague's thoughts and, before they could begin to protest, she opened a small conduit between their minds and his, allowing them to touch the agony that was all of his life, had been his life for what, years now? ~I won't let him live for this for any longer than I have to.~ She closed the conduit, separated them from his mind, though not herself. ~I need to help him die. It's why he called me.~
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"Shut up!" Cybelle flung more of her acid around. The walls of the tunnel started to melt. "I don't need to be lectured from people who know <I>nothing</I> of the challenges we face every single day! Don't you dare take the high and mighty route with me!" She was angry, and the cloud of acid started to thicken.  
  
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Gratitude, so strong it nearly made Emma stagger, a wash of hope beneath the pain came from the mutate.
 
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Behind her, Emma heard everyone begin to take command, North starting to program the plant, the others beginning to divide up the work that would be needed to evacuate the ship. Bowing her head, Emma trusted them and set herself to the task of reaching into the pain and trying to take it away.
 
 
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Latest revision as of 19:07, 1 January 2021

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Moment of Awesome - Jubilee: In the middle of a battle to stop the bombing of Penn Station in New York, Jubilee attempts to philosophize with a Morlock radical.

"A commendable attempt," Cybelle mocked. "Would you perhaps like to try again?"

It was times like these that Jubilee remembered her own youth, and the look on Remy's face when something particularly addle brained happened. It was the only reason she didn't give Gabriel a steady stream of swearing as she lit up the area, sending a multitude of sparks to burn off the droplets of acid.

"Dude, really? You come into my city, you disrespect my train station, you disrespect me. The hell you think you're doing?"

"I think I'm taking back power from people like you, little girl!" Cybelle threw her hands out, sending a cloud of acid fog at the newcomers. "Now die and let me get back to work!"

As the fog creeped toward him, Gabriel took a step in the other direction, bolting past Jubilee and toward a group of people that Artie was herding aboveground. To have a fighting chance against this woman, he needed to disappear. Then he could speed into thin air and take her by surprise.

"Dude, power that you can take with violence is just an illusion," Jubilee replied, almost gently given that they were in the middle of a fight. "But I doubt you're gonna recognise that, which is pretty damn sad. I mean, I'd rather not spend time beating the crap out of you, but if you insist."

Jubilee had spent the time she was talking well, using her powers to catch each of the air droplets and burn them up before they could do any real damage. The other thing she hoped was that Cybelle would focus on her and give Gabriel time to get closer.

"Shut up!" Cybelle flung more of her acid around. The walls of the tunnel started to melt. "I don't need to be lectured from people who know nothing of the challenges we face every single day! Don't you dare take the high and mighty route with me!" She was angry, and the cloud of acid started to thicken.

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