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mutantmorales:

“and how exactly do you fight, then? if we’re teaming up, that is.”

Kitty rolls her eyes. “Don’t worry. I know how to go on the offensive.” She demonstrates by delivering a roundhouse kick to the wall, but letting her leg glide through.

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Kitty is hugging the wall from the ground, her back phasing just slightly into the building as she cautiously makes her way out. The sound of someone else’s voice makes her jump as she thought she’d been alone in her hiding spot. She looks up, startled, but quickly regains composure when she realises the voice doesn’t belong to one of Stryker’s men. “You and me both,” she whisper-shouts back. “You scared the crap outta me.”

There’s a sigh that leaves his lips as comfortably stays against the brick wall on the side of the abandoned building. Kaine was dressed in his Scarlet Spider suit of course as he looks at the person below him. “This really wasn’t how I wanted my day to go.” He says before looking away to check their surroundings. It seems okay for now, but he doesn’t expect that to last very long.

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The girl pokes her head through the wall, looking both ways to confirm the coast is clear. “Yeah. I think we’re good.” She grabs Miles by the arm and drags him from their hiding spot. “I don’t like it either, but we’ve gotta fight back somehow. Come on.”

miles appeared from the wall, suit on and worry hiding behind his mask. “are they all gone?” he whispered, holding his arm to his chest. “i don’t like this, not one flipping bit.”

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“I’m not gonna get hurt,” Kitty states plainly, punctuating her point by driving a butter knife through her abdomen. She takes pride in her body being her own personal shield, but admires the Captain’s iconic defensive skills ( and shield ) anyway. “There should be some decent weapons in the sub-basement.”

“alrighty folks, this is gonna be a piece of cake.” he spoke clearly, but even for him there was a clear edge in his voice. slipping the shield behind his back with a metallic swipe, steve crossed his arms. “you get hurt? hurt ‘em back. you get killed? walk it off. that clear?” he raised his brows, rolling his shoulders back and preparing any weapons he could find.

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msameriica:

america was a little taken aback from the girl with the dragon on her shoulder but after what she had just saw it wasn’t even close to her priorities to worry about that. she looked over the other, if she was in the mansion she assumed she was one of them “do you know what the fuck happened?”  she said looking back at the hallway and to the other “where or should i say when are we?” she questioned, her hands still haven’t left the fist it formed since she looked outside and her brain started running to multiple directions.

“I’m not sure,” Kitty admits. “On one hand, the mansion looks the same as it did - or does - in ‘74, but my room looks like it does in 2018 and THIS LITTLE GUY shouldn’t even be here.” She feels Lockheed nuzzle into her hair as he recognises she’s speaking about him. “I’d hedge a bet this is some kind of parallel dimension, but don’t quote me on that. Did you find anything? Have you been outside?”

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Kitty was already up, pacing around her room wildly, chatting to ( see: talking at ) Lockheed. No, not Lockheed, she reminded herself. Her room had been much the same, save for the photos and modern tech and DRAGON in the corner. “This isn’t 1974,” she ranted, running a frustrated hand through her hair. “But it isn’t 2018 either. Not my 2018, anyway. And you-- you are not MY Lockheed!” She immediately regretted the accusing finger she pointed at the purple creature when he cast his head down, shying away from her. “I’m sorry, boy. I’m just a little scared, that’s all.” As she reached down to give him an affectionate pat, a voice at the door made her jump. “One sec!” she shouted back, gesturing for her friend to hop onto her shoulder before opening the door.

america jolted up her eyes focusing on her surroundings, her eyebrows furrowing as she recognized the room she left behind once she went back in time. the girl’s hands balled into a fist as she got up from her bed and went to look out the window, what she saw made her angry, she had only seen such things on other realities. many theories of her traveling through dimension on her sleep went through her mind, not that ever happened but she couldn’t find a better explanation. going to her door she stopped on her tracks once she saw the mansion’s hallway, that was going to cause her a headache, coming back to her senses she knocked on the first door she found, she wanted to see if she was alone but most importantly if her friends were safe. “if there’s anyone there, come out.” she said loudly to the door.

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Kitty squinted. Her first instinct was Mystique, but then the woman had mentioned mortality and though the mutant had superhuman longevity, she probably wouldn’t be delusional enough to think she couldn’t die. Probably. “Mystique? That’s not you, right?”

“i’ll be honest, i’m a master of manipulation but it really is ridiculous how easily you can trick men looking like this. i barely even have to speak. more than a little embarrassing for you male mortals, i have to say.”

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The information Bruce had gathered was enough for Kitty to recalibrate the malfunctioning, early version of Cerebro the mansion currently had installed. A day playing around with the machine and Kitty thought she’d finally managed to narrow the range to the coordinates he’d provided, but there was only one way to find out for sure. “Betsy!” she called out, trying to catch up with the telepath. “I need your help with something. To bring Charles back.”

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realwhenitsuseful:

Bruce studied the young woman for a moment, remembering having spoken to her before, giving that conversation little thought after it was done and assuming nothing about her. However, with her familiarity with the manor, her initiative with the flyers, and the way she organized the rescue; it was obvious there was more to her than met the eye. This wasn’t her first mission, maybe not even the first time she had to rescue someone, and maybe she would proof to be far more useful than he first thought. “More than that,” he replied, placing the box he’d been holding on the desk. “We might have a lead.” He opened the box, setting out the evidence on that table. “I found a shoe print in Xavier’s room, small clumps of dirt stuck to the carpet. The shoe is standard military foot wear and the dirt itself proves very little, but I was able to isolate various chemical compounds mixed with the dirt that aren’t common in civilian use.” He set the documents of his tests on the table, waiting for Kitty to inspect them, handing her over a list of coordinates afterwards. “I cross referenced that information with locations that were exposed in two thousand and seventeen for handling Stryker’s operations, and got a match on five of them.”

Kitty listened intently, leaning in close to examine the evidence the man had laid out in front of her. It was pretty compelling. She flicked through the documents on the desk as he continued talking, eyes flickering over them until they landed on something she recognised. “I know this place,” she said, index finger tapping the paper below. “They had connections to Weapon X. Depending on what they want to do with Charles...” Her words broke off. Push down the emotions, Kitty. Now is not the time. “Thank you. This is incredibly helpful,” she continued, sincere. What he’d uncovered was far more than she could’ve ever hoped for. Why a human would spend so much time and effort to help save a mutant she had no idea, but she wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Besides, he was clearly resourceful. “Do you mind if I keep a hold of these documents? Cerebro, the, uh... I guess you could call it a mutant tracking machine, isn’t what it is in the future. It’s kinda malfunctioning, actually, but if I can calibrate it right then a telepath could use it to track down the Professor.”

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