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Moment of Awesome - Jean-Phillipe Colbert/Bevatron : During a mission to save a young mutant girl whose powers have gone out of control, Bevatron (along with Firestar and Dust) get to deal with the angry mob. "WHOA!" Sooraya jumped backwards from another spray of water. "Water... Why does it have to be water..." She grumbled, frustrated. "One hit and I am groun... INCOMING!" She yelled out as she saw a canister flying in their direction. "Tear gas grenades." Jean-Phillipe spotted the canisters and growled. "Cochons," he spat. He didn't precisely get on well with police, particularly ones that pre-empted without thinking first. His hands flashed upward, directing short bursts of electricity at the grenades. Normally tear gas projectiles carry little in the way of explosives, simply landing and spewing out whatever lachrymator they contained, but the sudden agitation of electricity through them caused these ones to pop and burst in midair, dumping the agent relatively safely in the middle ground between the X-Men and the police. "Firestar, the cannon, sil vous plait," he murmured as his fingers flicked toward another wave of canisters incoming. "Oui," Angel said as she held out a hand, aiming straight for the cannon that had doused her. "It'll be my pleasure." And with that she shot off a ball of fire with perfect precision, hitting the cannon on top of the truck with enough force to snap it off the truck. Water erupted into the air in geyser, raining down on the cops but not quite reaching the trio, and for a moment everyone could just stare at the show. "'Kay, now I think they might be mad," Angel mumbled to the others. "You think?!" Sooraya caught sight of two canisters being lobbed from a different direction and dissolved into her sand form. Rushing forward, she pulled her dust formed as tightly packed together in the air as possible and blocked the canisters while they were still above some of the cops. Hurrying back, she took her normal shape. "Oops." She muttered sarcastically. "Okay, thoughts..." Angel said as she backed up, holding up her hand to show the other two the fireball forming over her palm. "I throw this, it goes boom, we run. Dust, stay not dust. Good plan?" "It certainly has its merits." Destruction, police scattering like roaches...what was not to like? Jean-Phillipe nodded. "Perhaps I can add to things myself," he added, a fist-sized 'ball lightning' coalescing in his palm. "I get it!" Stepping behind the two energy projectors, she figured she could be most useful to make sure their path was free. "Just try to make sure we only blow up stuff!!!" Angel aimed at the sky right above the group of officers. "On three, Bevatron. One...two...three!" She fired off her shot. The fireball and electric ball flew toward the same point, and where they met, they erupted with a bright flash and a noise like a car backfiring as the combined energies clashed and amplified. "I think we shall have to remember that one," Jean-Phillipe said mildly.