The X-men run missions and work together with the NYPD, striving to maintain a peaceful balance between humans and mutants. When it comes to a fight, they won't back down from protecting those who need their help.
Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
From the time when mutants became known to the world, SUPER was founded as a black-ops division of the CIA in an attempt to classify, observe, and learn more about this new and rising threat.
The Syndicate works to help bring mutantkind to the forefront of the world. They work from the shadows, a beacon of hope for mutants, but a bane to mankind. With their guiding hand, humanity will finally find extinction.
Since the existence of mutants was first revealed in the nineties, the world has become a changed place. Whether they're genetic misfits or the next stage in humanity's evolution, there's no denying their growing numbers, especially in hubs like New York City. The NYPD has a division devoted to mutant related crimes. Super-powered vigilantes help to maintain the peace. Those who style themselves as Homo Superior work to tear society apart for rebuilding in their own image.
MRO is an intermediate to advanced writing level original character, original plot X-Men RPG. We've been open and active since October of 2005. You can play as a mutant, human, or Adapted— one of the rare humans who nullify mutant powers by their very existence. Goodies, baddies, and neutrals are all welcome.
Short Term Plots:Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
The Fountain of Youth
A chemical serum has been released that's shaving a few years off of the population. In some cases, found to be temporary, and in others...?
MRO MOVES WITH CURRENT TIME: What month and year it is now in real life, it's the same for MRO, too.
Fuegogrande: "Fuegogrande" player of The Ranger, Ion, Rhia, and Null
Neopolitan: "Aly" player of Rebecca Grey, Stephanie Graves, Marisol Cervantes, Vanessa Bookman, Chrysanthemum Van Hart, Sabine Sang, Eupraxia
Ongoing Plots
Magic and Mystics
After the events of the 2020 Harvest Moon and the following Winter Solstice, magic has started manifesting in the MROvere! With the efforts of the Welldrinker Cult, people are being converted into Mystics, a species of people genetically disposed to be great conduits for magical energy.
The Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
Adapteds
What if the human race began to adapt to the mutant threat? What if the human race changed ever so subtly... without the x-gene.
Atlanteans
The lost city of Atlantis has been found! Refugees from this undersea mutant dystopia have started to filter in to New York as citizens and businessfolk. You may make one as a player character of run into one on the street.
Got a plot in mind?
MRO plots are player-created the Mods facilitate and organize the big ones, but we get the ideas from you. Do you have a plot in mind, and want to know whether it needs Mod approval? Check out our plot guidelines.
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It had been a bit since Jorge and Chase had just some guy time. Ever since their last adventure the two had managed to spend more “just guy” time together (which seemed to please Gemma greatly) but it had been a piece before Jorge was able to actually take Chase out. Unfortunately work just got too hectic for him to really just set a day aside. Oh he spoke to Chase and he hung out with him whenever they were all out together, but just dude time had been vastly limited. Jorge had vowed to make it up to him and finally he was!
Plus…there was a small ulterior motive for this little outing. It had been something that Jorge had been mulling over for a long time and he knew it was the decision that he wanted to make. But first he needed to make sure that it was okay with Chase. After all, this would not only just affect Gemma, but it would affect her son vastly…
…he wanted to ask Gemma to marry him.
It was a terrifying step. The man had never been married before since more women he dated tended to flee because of his life’s work before they ever got that serious. But things had been serious with Gemma for a good while now and she was still around. Even through strange, Halloween insanity, large-handed thugs, and various other monstrosities, Jorge could always count on Gemma being by his side and vice versa.
She was a one of a kind woman and he would have liked nothing more than to be her husband. But she had new son living with her, a boy whose life started with such turmoil. He was only now starting to get a balanced life and Jorge was simply not sure if his asking Gemma to marry him would cause the boy more issues. After all, they were getting along just fine but there was not that sense of permanence that comes with marriage. If he asked Gemma, and she said yes, that would automatically bring Chase into the family as well. Jorge loved Chase, dearly, but he needed to make sure that the boy would be okay with this change too.
That was why he was taking him out to lunch, where he could have an honest discussion with him; man-to-man.
That was why Jorge was now sitting in a booth, across from Chase in the boy’s favorite restaurant “Chartreuse Bluejay”. Jorge had never really stepped into this place before but he always used to hear great things about their endless baskets of fries and their burgers were supposed to actually be pretty good. But none of that mattered to Jorge, so long as Chase was in a comfortable atmosphere.
He smiled across the table as the boy looked over the menu. “Now, I’ve never been here before,” he explained, “So you have an suggestions?”
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Jorge held the badge loosely as he waited for the boy to ask his question. He really did like the boy, it was just tragic everything that he had to experience. No child should have gone through what he did, what the stories said he went through. Just the little snippet that Michael gave him made the detective’s heart swell with sympathy and a righteous anger to throw the man that did this into jail and throw away the key. No parent had the right to do anything like this to a child; there simply was no justifying it in any way imaginable.
But the detective did not say any of this out loud. Instead he did his best to keep his cool since he did not want to worry or cause the child to shrink away. He needed him to talk, which was why he remained silent and decided to go along with this game…
Jorge regarded Michael in silence as he waited for him to talk. Before long it seemed as if Mikey had finally came up with a question…
>> “P..police have..have families too. And probably have kids and…Do...do you have any of me?”
Head tilted curiously, Jorge watched the boy before he turned his attention back to the leggos (since he didn’t want to startle him with staring). At first he really did not understand the boy’s question. Any of him? He half thought about asking the boy to clarify what he had asked but Jorge did not want him to think that he did not know how to play his own game. So Jorge remained in silence as he tried to piece together exactly what he was asking him…
>> “And...and I’m a son. Like...like a boy.”
Click…Click…Click…
OH! In that second Jorge finally seemed to grasp what Mikey was asking him; about whether or not had he had any kids. He had to admit that it was a perfectly reasonable question to ask. He shook his head before he actually responded.
“Unfortunately, no. I don’t have kids of my own.” he said honestly. “I do have a couple of nieces, nephews, and other children that I do my best to help when they need me, though.” Quietly, once he made sure that that was the end of his answer, he handed the badge back to Michael. Only when the boy took it back did the detective finally open his mouth to talk. “Michael, after your father got mad, how long did you stay in your room?”
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Jorge…had received an odd phone call on his voicemail. At first he did not recognize the number but as checked he checked his phone log but once he heard the message he had to smirk a little bit. It was Andrea. When was the last time that he had actually spoken to her? It was probably at the hospital after her grizzly attack. That was his last memory of her, lying in a hospital bed, IVs stuck into her body and her head and limbs bandaged up from so much trauma that she had undergone.
It was terrifying to imagine that she had gone through something so horrendous. But on top of that, what was probably the most disturbing, was the fact that he still had not found her attacker. There were more leads, rumors about a lion-headed killer, on top of the fact that he had attacked another young girl, Gina. And yet they still could not find him?
That probably irritated Jorge the most of all; that sweet people like Andrea and Gina had to go through such horrible circumstances and the person responsible was still not being brought to justice. Jorge didn’t care for that but he knew that he was already doing absolutely everything in his power to find their attacker. And he would find him, because this was a case that Jorge was not going to simply let fall to the wayside.
He would find the Lion Man if it took his last breath.
He blinked though as he heard the beep of the message on his voicemail ending. Damn it, he was too busy in his own thoughts to notice it! He hit the replay button…
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LATER…
Jorge entered the park. While he really did not need to keep this meeting, he really wanted to check on Andrea just to see how she was doing. Seriously, that was it (he was not at all in this for the cookies; though the man did love desserts). But despite his reasons, the detective was in the park and was strolling to where he was hopefully able to interpret where Andrea was going to be at. He eyed people that passed by, keeping an eye out for Andrea but didn’t see anyone that remotely looked like her. Still though, he pressed on.
As he rounded around a tree, up ahead, he found someone waiting with a basket in her hands. At first he was going to look past her and continue but he paused the second he caught her green skin. That was indeed Andrea, but…there was something different about her. A confidence that she did not quite exude before. He could tell that she had changed...
He smiled, warmly, as he strolled up, dressed in his normal dark blue suit with his gray trench coat on. Hands idly in his pockets, he smirked as he watched at her.
“Afternoon, Andrea. Long time no see,” he said with a friendly smile.
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>> "That was not me…Keep looking."
Jorge sighed. Of course it was not the boy. He really was not looking forward to taking on a pack of wolves right now, but he found that he had little to no choice. The kid had told him that the simulation would not stop unless they were beaten unconscious or that they had defeated the game. Some twisted game this was. This was absolutely madness; but the detective would deal with the situation. He faced down some pretty gnarly experiences in his life and he was not going to succumb to computerized pack of dogs!
The first and most important thing was that he needed a weapon. He didn’t bother to bring his gun with him to the school (for obvious reasons) so that meant his next most natural weapons were his fists and water. While the detective did not know how he would fair out in fisticuffs against a pack of wolves, he was not really going to risk it now.
He needed to find water.
He continued to lead, letting his sense guide him to where he felt the water closest to the surface of the ice. Trudging on, he tried to keep focused, tried to keep in mind that he was fighting for his life and did not want to give in. With every step ice crunched underfoot but Jorge felt the pull of nearby water all that much more. But just as he felt he was felt he was near, suddenly he heard the sounds of more howling.
A feeling of being watched and eyed crept over his person…
>> "Have you seen Ice Age? With the silly sloth and the cuddly mammoth and the nice fuzzy sabertooth? This is exactly... the opposite of that…At least we can hear the wolves. Tigers don't howl."
“Heh,’” Jorge smirked. “So I guess I shouldn’t expect any jaunty musical numbers?”
Just as he finished talking he paused. He felt the water, so close! He peered ahead and spotted that there indeed was a rather deep fissure into the ice. The call of the icy water was magnetic and felt almost like a lifesaver. Of course, though, as he took the first step towards it, that was when he heard the growling.
Spun back around to look in the same direction that Gawain was looking and groaned. There, of course, was the pack of wolves, snowy and white and blended nearly perfectly with their environment. Their bright, yellow eyes glared at them, menacingly, as if daring them to move. They looked…slightly bigger than the average wolf.
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>> “This…the badge of a policeman. The policemen sometimes are good, unless they’re using fake ones.”
Jorge nodded. The boy had taken his badge and was looking it over carefully, methodically, regarding it as if he were trying to figure out whether Jorge’s words were true or false. To Jorge that badge always meant trust and capability, but the boy was right, there were those few people who would use the badge for bad means. His ex-partner, for one, was one of those people. He used his badge in order to steal from those people trying to protect the rest of the populace.
But Jorge was not that type of cop. When he wore the badge, when he identified himself with it, he knew that there was a trust there that he would never break. To him, the badge actually meant something. He hoped that Mikey would be able to understand that.
When the boy was done looking at the shield, he didn’t lift his gaze much higher towards Jorge. Instead he kept hugging his teddy bear. But he did seem like he was finally ready to open up a little more about his experiences. At least that is what Jorge assumed when Mikey held the badge back out to him.
Carefully, gently he took it from the boy’s hand, but he did not put it away. Instead he held it loosely as Mikey started to speak…
>> “I have to tell…now I have to tell the truth. We take turns, and th…then you tell the truth next…Wh…when I have the policemen badge you can ask me a question and I have to say the truth…because this means that you tell the truth. So…so you…you can have the policemen badge first.”
At first Jorge didn’t understand what the boy was saying but it gradually dawned on him that he was trying to turn this into some type of turn-based game. Jorge didn’t know if that is just what the boy needed to get the words out but it so, that was just fine. The detective was only glad that he was finally feeling comfortable enough to talk. Michael still was not looking at him but at least he seemed like he was trusting him more with every passing second.
Jorge nodded. He would agree to this game.
“Okay,” he said, holding the badge in his hand. “Ask me anything.”
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>> "Yeah. I wouldn't wanna be water in this weather."
Jorge shook his head. That was definitely not the most ideal situation for him. If he had done something like that, in this weather, Jorge would probably end up a popsicle. Unfortunately the detective has had yet to test his abilities in such conditions (really, how many times did he find himself out in the middle of the arctic?). So Jorge was not sure what the effect would be. Either he would freeze up and stay like that forever, or he wouldn’t be able to shift at all because it is simply too cold to concentrate.
But even though they were supposed to be in a safe environment, Jorge was not going to start testing his luck now. Instead, he decided to take a breath and just deal with the situation at hand. He could feel the water, below his feet, they just needed to find a crack or something in the ice so that he could have access to it.
Until they did, though, he was going to have to keep on his guard.
>> "Well, ya'll need a weapon…Let's go find a crack in the ice. You lead, look for wherever it's the thinnest. I'll keep an eye out."
Jorge nodded. It sounded like a plan to him. The second that he could get control on some type of water, the better. The detective took the lead, as he was asked, and made his way across the ice, boots crunching underneath each of his foot falls. As he walked he tried to keep his eyes up and survey the land around him, but the blistering cold breeze was making that more than difficult.
But he did not complain or stop. Instead he trudged on while the bow and arrow wielding X-Man followed behind him. His sensed worked almost like a homing beacon, he was following to where he felt to most access to the water, where it felt closest to the surface. He continued to follow, eyes locked on getting to some source of water, when suddenly he paused as the sound pierced the air…
Hoooowwwwwwwwlllllllll!!![/b]
This cry into the wilderness was soon followed by another…and another…and another in response. He sighed. Of course the kid had programmed wolves into this scenario. On the off chance though, he peered over his shoulder to Gawain…
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Jorge was still in awe of this environment. He really could not believe that all of this was simply a simulation, a trick of the eyes brought on my some technologies that he just didn’t understand. It was all beautiful, mind you, but it really boggled his senses how all this was possible. The first time he saw this happen he had tried to figure it out, but now he realized that he was just as lost as ever. Maybe he would never figure it out. He’d just have to live with the fact that some things were beyond his knowledge in this world.
The cold breeze lashed across his features one more time and Jorge had to squint his eyes as he looked across the scene. It was all looking pretty barren to the point that he had to wonder exactly what this whole test was going to be.
Maybe just natural survival?
>> "Now, we hunt…There should be plenty of prey around here. The catch is... well, some of them might be hunting us. We are in the time when we have not made it to the top of the food chain yet. So, keep an eye out."
Apparently not.
Jorge wracked his brain as he tried to remember what sorts of animals (especially predatory ones) existed during the ice age. Unfortunately such knowledge did not really hold a permanent place in his head. He had vaguer ideas of wolves or big cats, but this was a programmed simulation! There could just as easily be wolves or dinosaurs! Whatever this kid imagined could probably be made reality. Jorge would only hope that he was prepared to meet whatever it was.
>> "Can you work with snow at all?"
Jorge shook his head as he lifted the scarf to cover his mouth and nose. His responses were muffled but at least they were not completely covered up.
“So far I can only manipulate liquid water,” he explained. He sighed as he attempted to feel out with his senses. “I can feel the water below our feet,” he lowered his palm and attempted to summon the water he felt. Either it was too far, or far too encased. “I’ll need to find a crack in the ice, or something in order to access it. I can still shift to water, but I’m not sure how long I’d last out here before freezing over. Guess I’ll just have to make do…” the man said.
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>> "All right, so this is a higher lever training session…It won't stop until we have beaten the game, or passed out. Stuff in here does real damage, but there are safeties built in. That doesn't mean it won't hurt a lot if we mess up"
“Greeeeat,” Jorge responded.
The boy grinned from ear to ear. Maybe he really got something out of all these adventures. It would be a surprise considering the boy’s age and the fact that he was an X-Man. Jorge would have to trust him but considering the fact that they were basically stepping into a large video game with only moderate safety procedures on, he was going to have to make sure to stay on his toes. The last thing he wanted was for this kid to run laps around him.
God he hoped he didn’t get too beat up. Not that he couldn’t take it, mind you; simply because he did not want Gemma to come down here and worry and make the young X-Man pee himself with her glare. It seemed that no matter how tough Jorge was, Gemma was always the one to really instill the fear into the hearts of people.
But, he would remain optimistic. In reality Jorge was actually really curious to see what this kid had managed to concoct.
Jorge strolled into the large Danger Room and it was just as he remembered it; large, empty, and incredibly beyond his understanding. The last time that he was here, he was here with Ghost and they had played out a scenario of stealing from a simulated mansion and fought off guards and all sorts of technology that he had only read about in books or seen in TV shows. It was truly an awe-inspiring experience.
And now he was back. He could only wonder what would be held in store for him now.
>> "Computer: start simulation: Ice Age. Training level."
The detective arched a brow. Suddenly the lights went off and Jorge was plunged into darkness. For a second he wondered if maybe the power went out or something. But just as he was thinking this, he felt the first lick of icy cold wind as he brushed across his cheek. The temperature in the room dropped and suddenly Jorge was very glad for the coat and boots that he was wearing. Everything around him was just absolutely cold!
Then, as he shifted his feet, he felt what he was sure was the sensation of ice and heard the crunch of snow. He peered through the dark closer and suddenly the “room” was filled with a brilliant white light. They were now no longer in a room, but instead were standing in an open field of ice and snow and blistering cold.
Jorge marveled at it.
>> "Welcome to the Ice Age."
He smirked a little as he looked down and indeed saw ice and snow below his feet. On top of that his powers were triggered, he could sense. It was cold water and it was hidden underneath layers of ice, but it was there none of the less. At least he didn’t feel completely without his powers now.
Attentioned turned back to Gawain he smirked a little.
“Impressive,” he said with a nod of his head. “So, where too now, maestro?”
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>> "Oh. Damn…I'm sorry. Name's Gawain. You know me as Maya. We were on the Hawaii mission together. I'm a gender shifter. Sorry about the confusion.”
Jorge smirked as the hand was extended out to him. The detective took it firmly and shook it. Gawain, interesting name. He about to comment on how it was nice to meet him, but as the kid continued, Jorge soon realized he DID know this person from before. He worked with this kid back in Hawaii, but back then, he was girl. That…was an interesting mutation. Not only could he/she walk through mirrors but apparently shifted genders as well?
Very interesting, to say the least.
He smiled warmly as he shook the boy’s hand firmly and released the grip before turning back to the mass of stuff that had been handed to him from the duffle bag. He could really only wonder what the boy had planned for this danger room session. That was another thing, the boy seemed just a tad bit young to be a senior member of the team, then again, Jorge knew better than to judge him in any way.
>> "I am also a team leader on the X-team. I design training programs for the kids and the trainees. I have... um, I have seen footage of what you did on Hawaii. Very impressive. Can't wait to see what else you can do."
Jorge smirked and nodded.
“I’ll do my best to be prepared,” he responded. “Besides, after the last mission I was on with the team, I’m going to definitely need some more practice.”
It was a little tough to admit that he needed the help. Jorge had spent years working with his fellow officers, but Jorge was always one that tended to tackle issues on his own. That was why he didn’t like working with a partner, 1) he would rather risk himself than another else, 2) he had some problems trusting other people. But Jorge was doing better and he had every confidence that with practice, those were issues he could actually get around.
Once he had finished pulling on the rest of clothes, and tucked the old ones into the duffle bag, he nodded to Gawain.
“Alright Gawain, lead the way,” he said with a nod.
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Jorge was surprised, and it did take a lot to surprise the experienced detective. Just as he was about to lean against the wall and start his waiting, suddenly someone actually stepped out from the mirror that was sitting on the opposite wall. At first Jorge was not sure what to think, but just as he was about to decide, he saw the look on the boy’s face. It was a look of optimism and seeking adventure for fun. Ironically, to Jorge, the kid reminded him a little of Tom Sawyer, except, obviously, a teenager.
But still, what was he doing here?
>> "Hey…They tell me I'm gonna be training with you today. Good to see you again. I've been looking forward to this."
He arched a brow. So he was an X-Boy errr, Man, the one that was supposed to be training him. But Jorge did not recognize him in the least. He had a vague idea of a number of the higher ranking X-men, such as Shin, Kealey, Sam, and Ghost, but this boy was not a person whom he had met before. Yet, judging by the tone of his voice, it was obvious that he had at least some working knowledge of him.
Then a duffle bag was handed to him.
>> "You're gonna need this. The training program for today is... well, you'll see…Gonna be a lot of fun."
Again he arched his brow. Training program and fun? What was this going to be all about? He opened the duffle and was actually surprised by the amount of warm clothing that he found inside. A large jacket, boots, all stuff designed to keep in the heat and to keep the body from freezing to death. What exactly did this kid have planned for him today?
Jorge raised his eyes as he pulled out the coat and began to look it over before he turned his gaze back to the boy that had just appeared from the mirror. Interesting power, unfortunately not one that he could really attribute to the face. That left him with an impulse, a need to ask a question, that he simply could not ignore anymore.
>> "Suit up…We're goin' hunting."
“Who the hell are you?” he finally asked. “Um, not meaning to be rude, that is,” he said as he stripped off his own jacket and began to pull on the heavier coat. “Have we met before? You do….kind of look familiar...”
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Jorge did his best to be comfortable. At least Shawn’s laughter was helping to ease the tension of the situation. But what they needed was answers as to what was going on and as to why they were here. Jorge was just as confused as anyone, especially with that appearance by Lumen and that man who was doing something with their heads. The detective was no longer exactly sure who he could trust so he would have to work off of a bit of faith here.
Still, the man sighed as he continued to readjust his belt and pants. These were definitely not your typical clothes you would find at the Gap. There was honestly no way he would ever be talked into a renaissance faire after all of this.
But just as the detective was grumbling, suddenly Lumen returned with her man in tow and just spilled the entire beans of the story…
Time jumping? Drunken kids? Celtic Goddesses? So THAT[/b] was how they all got here? Because Lumen had inebriated a time traveling mutant to the point that he accidentally sent a restaurant full of people backwards through time and space? Jorge’s mind boggled at the ideas of if other people got pulled in. What happened to them? How long as this going to last? Was time still flowing back home?
The detective sighed. All this was beginning to hurt his head. But before he could dwell too much on it, Lumen spoke with Paul and then excused herself with the Maester.
>> "OK, let's deal with a couple of things really quick. Yes, I am a mutant though my abilities are a little hard to explain. Second…I really didn't have anything to do with the deaths of those men that you asked me about. Maybe I can explain things later but for now you're just gonna have to trust me. Finally, yes Lumen and I are friends and I occasionally try to help her with some of her investigations. I have a few skill sets that can be handy in her type of work. Now, is there anything else we need to cover before someone comes in to fetch us?"
Jorge blinked as he watched Paul closely. He really seemed adamant that he had nothing to do with the deaths that he had originally been investigated for. In all honestly, Jorge had done that investigation but it really did seem to pull up nothing to actually leading to the deaths of those people. By all accounts, Paul was clean. So, considering the position that they were all in, Jorge was going to have to have just a little bit of faith that this man was not lying to him.
With a sigh, he nodded.
“Fine,” he said. “You already heard that we were brought into down by a duke. Our covers are pretty much that we are ex-knights who were robbed. It is best we stick with the stories. He,” he said as he pointed to Shawn. “Is the Shawn of Beetlejuice, and I am Jorge of…” he sighed. “Hogwarts. If what he says is true, that he can help spin that we are special as well, that may help us at least survive here until we can find a way out. Now—“
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK![/b]
Jorge turned to the door. Great. Looked like conversation time was over…
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>> “Are you kidding me? I saw what you could do! You were like--shoom, ka-chish. And then--bam, bam! And then out of the blue--Oooo-”[/color]
Jorge chuckled as he watched Chase reenact what he saw in fight between himself and Fossey. It was not a cruel, mocking chuckle, but a light hearted one that was practically amazed by not only Chase’s narration but the skill at which he mimicked everything that had happened. The detective could only feel a little pleased at the retold story and the light at which Chase painted him. By the time the boy reached the end of his tale, Jorge nearly believed that he himself was really the superhero that Chase was apparently picturing him as.
In a way it really was both a proud and humbling moment. Jorge never saw himself as a hero. He was just a man who did his job and didn’t want anyone else to get hurt in the process. Jorge saw a man who was threatening not only his fellow officers, but someone he cared about. That was obviously not something that he could abide by.
He was touched, though, that Chase was so enamored with Jorge’s abilities. It was thanks like that that made him glad he was a cop and that he could rescue people should the need arise.
>> “That is a lot cooler than my power.”[/color]
He smirked still as he knelt down in front of Chase.
“Cool or not, I’m just glad I was able to help protect you. I don’t want anything happening to you, get me?” he smirked in a proud manner as he patted Chase’s shoulder. He was really liking this boy and they seemed to have more in common than he figured before. When he was certain Chase understood him, Jorge straightened up. “Come on, we’ll take the back way out so I can show you a little more for the precinct. Then we’ll go home. I’m sure your mom misses us by now.”
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Jorge
Jorge sighed. Walking into the mansion, dressed in jeans, a seafoam green Miami Dolphins t-shirt, and his favorite brown leather bomber jacket, the detective was thankful that it was his day off. Ever since he joined the X-Men as a trainee, he had been trying to find time for more face time with them. Jorge hoped to ascend the ranks but he needed training in order to do so. Their training simulation room was extremely impressive, but only full members were really allowed down there.
At least today he finally had found time to schedule with a senior ranking X-Man in order to get his training in. He was actually curious as to who he would be working with. Ghost? Probably Sam, again. Their powers seemed to mix nicely. Then again, it would be nice to meet other members of this time he was supposed to be on.
Only time would tell.
Strolling through the mansion, Jorge remembered that the Danger Room was located in the basement level of the school. He moved through the kitchen, the same that he had been into many times before, found the stairs and began his descent into the belly of the school. His sneakered feet barely thumped on the steps as he moved downward, his mind concocting what would be waiting for him.
His last, real face time with the X-men was months ago in that disastrous mission with Kealey and whoever that other kid was. He had seen either of them around lately; he hoped the pair of them were okay. But, ignoring the thoughts and all the mistakes he had made back then (these X-Men were certainly nothing like working with his fellow officers), Jorge continued on. He trusted that whatever training he would undergo today would be a necessity.
As he stepped down onto the bottom level, Jorge moved down the hall towards where he last remembered the Danger Room to be. So far…no sign of who he was supposed to be working with. Jorge crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall. Hopefully whoever this person was would remember to show up.