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<td valign="top">[[Image:Lorna phase2 wiki new.jpg|left]]'''Moment of Awesome - :[[Lorna Dane|Lorna Dane/Polaris]]''' ''Lorna reveals her parentage to fellow [[X-Factor]] employee [[Quentin Quire]] and [http://x-logs.livejournal.com/3844103.html explains why she left the Brotherhood].''  
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<td valign="top">[[Image:MoA Steven.png|left]]'''Moment of Awesome - [[Stephen Strange]]:''' ''Caught up [https://xp-logs.dreamwidth.org/3794640.html assisting in a multi-vehicle pile up], Stephen has a Moment. But the important part is he gets through it.''
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Things were happening way too fast, first the crash then the bang and people running from the crash scene and someone saying they should help, the teenager couldn't ever remember who. But now he was slowly picking his way through the remains with Matt trying to follow the older man's steps exactly. But where Matt seemed so sure of his footing, able to avoid tripping or sharp point Stephen found that his feet kept slipping and he'd send random pieces of debris skittering across the floor. Maybe this is what Julian had meant when he told Generation-X that they all needed training.
  
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"I didn't mean . . . I'm sure that you're not a crazy mutant murderer now or anything. You'd've probably already killed me, then," he joked lamely. "Who's your dad?"
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Right now, Matt was wishing for better shoes than the ankle boots he was wearing. Those shoes with the toes he had would be good. Or even his Daredevil boots. These didn't give him as much traction as he would prefer. He almost took them off, but it was both too cold out and too dangerous. Unlike most people with heightened senses, he didn't get healing or invulnerability or anything like that. Nope. Grade-A normal person with a few enhanced senses.  
  
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"I hold it all in." She joked touching her chest to indicate that she bottles up that part of her. "Well since most of XFI already knows, you might as well. Especially after what happened a few months ago with Alex and in case he shows up again. Just don't spread it around the mansion, especially the teener boppers. I don't want them to be curious about him as he is not a very good role model." She took a sip of her tea. "His name is Erik Lehnsherr."
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Those senses were helping lead him through the rubble of the crash to find people. Pausing on top of a car, he sniffed, cocking his head to one side and trying to focus on some more fainter sounds. "You okay?" he asked Stephen. The kid was keeping up, but Matt was pretty sure he was glad he couldn't see the rubble and mess of this wreck. It was massive. The smells were bad enough. 'Okay' was a relative term after all.  
  
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To his credit, Quentin did not drop his cup and spill piping-hot tea all over himself and/or Lorna. He gently put the cup down on the table and looked at Lorna like he was examining a piece in an art gallery. "So you and Maximoff are sisters? She's a whole lot older than you, and Magneto is already pretty damn old himself. Wow, talk about virility."
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"I'm o...you know what, no I'm not," Stephen admitted, "It's dark, and I think I've slipped and fallen onto shards of metal at least 3 times." The teen started as the wreck of one of the cars creaked and gave Matt a weak grin, "I'm terrified. How do you guys do this all the time? This might only be my first time but I'm constantly scared that one of the cars will slip and drive me over the edge or I'll screw up somehow."  
  
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"Half-sisters. But yes, she is about 17 years older than I." Lorna winced only slightly when he said Magneto. "Apparently my mom liked older men. I hadn't thought about the age difference, nor do I want to know my parents personal sex life. That would be gross."
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Pausing, Matt realized that while the dark didn't matter to him, it was likely affecting Stephen. So was the cold and the wet. They affected him too, but he put them out of his mind the best he could. "You're not going to screw up," he said confidently, to reassure the teen. "and you're not going to go over the edge," getting cut by metal was a real concern for them both though. Moving back a little to where he was, Matt sat back on his heels for a minute, then said softly, "It's okay to be scared. You are absolutely entitled to have a melt down....later. Right now, we have a job to do, okay? Can you do it?"  
  
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Not a problem for Quentin, though. He nodded approvingly, wishing he would be so vigorous if he ever reached old age. "And he gets around, too. Good for him." He took his cup again and leaned back in his seat. "How come you were hiding from him?"
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Stephen nodded slowly, "I'm not gonna freak out on you. I mean in a way this is like every childhood dream I've had of playing a hero at an accident and saving the day. Only when you dream you don't think about any of this other stuff or how I have water dripping down my back or almost sprained my ankle. I really need to think through my daydreams better. I'm not gonna fall apart on you Matt, just well...if you hear any squeaks or something can we just ignore them, and not tell Clea? She'd never let me live it down, like ever."  
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Lorna looked at Quentin with a questioning look, was he complimenting her dad? That was a little weird. "I was telling my sister information regarding Brotherhood activities. They found out someone was spilling the beans and I quickly bounced. Just because we are family doesn't mean I wouldn't feel his wrath. He found out about Alex and used Alex to get to me. His family could have died as they were used and Alex...Alex wasn't any better situation after we found him. For all his preach that mutants are a superior species, he isn't afraid to use them, or even kill them, to obtain what he wants. Most are expendable to him, if not all."
 
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"Just wondering, how do you fit such big brass balls in your pants?" Quentin asked, not even bothering to hide his awe at someone who defied not only one of the most powerful and influential mutants on the planet, but betrayed him and lived to tell about it.
 
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Lorna laughed, "I control metal so it is pretty easy and I guess being raised by my dad, you just do. But seriously, you have to have seen some fucked up shit to even considering it. The people in that group..." She paused and shook her head. "They have no morals, no conscience. Nothing to tell them what is right or wrong. I mean I know a few that probably do and they are good people, just easily manipulated. I think most are there just to hurt people."
 
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"You think they're all a bunch of psycho sadists or something? You don't think they're just fighting for their existence?"
 
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"Not all. But the majority. I was a member when I was sixteen to just up to last year, and last I checked I wasn't a sadist." She paused as she could have been just as bad as her father. But she took a different route. "They aren't fighting for existence. They are fighting to become superior beings over others. My dad is really good at twisting the truth and getting those who want to believe into something to believe in him. He has been doing it for many years."
 
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"Maybe superiority is the only way we even can exist," Quentin offered with a shrug. "When your options are fight or be killed, you have a fucking obligation to fight. Just because you and your sister don't see that they're the ones without morals or conscience."
 
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Lorna lifted her eyebrow at him. "I see both sides. I have too much blood on my hands to not see it. I rather put my skills to help people, to save lives." She quickly took a sip of her water. "I betrayed my own father because I saw how far he was willing to go. And what I saw scared me to death."
 
  
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That made him grin, "They will be very manly squeaks," he agreed. "Now, let's keep going, I hear something up ahead."
 
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Moment of Awesome - Stephen Strange: Caught up assisting in a multi-vehicle pile up, Stephen has a Moment. But the important part is he gets through it.


Things were happening way too fast, first the crash then the bang and people running from the crash scene and someone saying they should help, the teenager couldn't ever remember who. But now he was slowly picking his way through the remains with Matt trying to follow the older man's steps exactly. But where Matt seemed so sure of his footing, able to avoid tripping or sharp point Stephen found that his feet kept slipping and he'd send random pieces of debris skittering across the floor. Maybe this is what Julian had meant when he told Generation-X that they all needed training.

Right now, Matt was wishing for better shoes than the ankle boots he was wearing. Those shoes with the toes he had would be good. Or even his Daredevil boots. These didn't give him as much traction as he would prefer. He almost took them off, but it was both too cold out and too dangerous. Unlike most people with heightened senses, he didn't get healing or invulnerability or anything like that. Nope. Grade-A normal person with a few enhanced senses.

Those senses were helping lead him through the rubble of the crash to find people. Pausing on top of a car, he sniffed, cocking his head to one side and trying to focus on some more fainter sounds. "You okay?" he asked Stephen. The kid was keeping up, but Matt was pretty sure he was glad he couldn't see the rubble and mess of this wreck. It was massive. The smells were bad enough. 'Okay' was a relative term after all.

"I'm o...you know what, no I'm not," Stephen admitted, "It's dark, and I think I've slipped and fallen onto shards of metal at least 3 times." The teen started as the wreck of one of the cars creaked and gave Matt a weak grin, "I'm terrified. How do you guys do this all the time? This might only be my first time but I'm constantly scared that one of the cars will slip and drive me over the edge or I'll screw up somehow."

Pausing, Matt realized that while the dark didn't matter to him, it was likely affecting Stephen. So was the cold and the wet. They affected him too, but he put them out of his mind the best he could. "You're not going to screw up," he said confidently, to reassure the teen. "and you're not going to go over the edge," getting cut by metal was a real concern for them both though. Moving back a little to where he was, Matt sat back on his heels for a minute, then said softly, "It's okay to be scared. You are absolutely entitled to have a melt down....later. Right now, we have a job to do, okay? Can you do it?"

Stephen nodded slowly, "I'm not gonna freak out on you. I mean in a way this is like every childhood dream I've had of playing a hero at an accident and saving the day. Only when you dream you don't think about any of this other stuff or how I have water dripping down my back or almost sprained my ankle. I really need to think through my daydreams better. I'm not gonna fall apart on you Matt, just well...if you hear any squeaks or something can we just ignore them, and not tell Clea? She'd never let me live it down, like ever."

That made him grin, "They will be very manly squeaks," he agreed. "Now, let's keep going, I hear something up ahead."

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