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 Pharoah Dynasty
An ancient sorceress is on a quest to bring her long-lost warrior-king to the modern era in a bid for global domination. Can the heroes of the modern world stop her before all is lost?
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.
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Posted by Iris/Rayne on Oct 26, 2008 20:38:59 GMT -6
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“Alright, I’m coming,” Sara told the little girl. “Hey Starling, Why don’t we show them the little theater, with the stage set that we painted a few months ago, with your class.”
Starling nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! We painted lots of props! Cloud puffs and doors and berry bushes and pirate hats and giant jelly beans!"
Iris fell into step next to Garrett as her daughter pulled the other two along with her.
“If there is something you wish to see while we are passing through the halls, just ask.” Iris nodded agreement with her fellow teacher. She pointed out some of the classes still in session as they passed, and waved to the students they passed in the halls.
”Do you have any specific questions about us?” Sara asked as they approached the theater. Iris giggled a bit as Peter missed the question due to his staring. She was going to enjoy teasing Sara for a bit after this mission. Starling let go of their hands and hurried up to the stage, where a few of the older kids were working. A couple of them paused for a bit to converse with the little girl they babysat once in a while.
" I believe the lady asked you a question." Garrett snapped his fingers to get his friend's attention.
" Oh, yeah. Um, isn't this place a little busy for the door? I can do it anywhere, but I'd hate for one of your human kids to accidentally end up on the wrong side of the planet."
Iris glanced around and spotted the door Sara had mentioned. The mobile set it was attached to wasn't in use at the moment, and had been wheeled to the edge of the stage.
"Hey Jill?" The teenager talking with Starling looked up. "Are you going to be using that bit of set anytime soon?"
Jill twisted to look in the proper direction, then shook her head. "Nope. It's logged for tear-down and storage."
"Thanks, hon." Iris grinned at the Garrett and Peter. "There's your answer. If it needs to be actually attached somewhere, I'm sure Headmaster Csendes can find somewhere quiet to set it up."
Under Sara’s illusion, her ear flicked back in Iris’s direction having heard the giggle. One eye brow lifted above the other and she rolled her eyes. Oh right miss Plum lucky hair. She thought to herself. Ok yeah. The situation was sort of funny. Poor Peter. Sara’s tail flicked to the beat of her own walk.
Sara could sort of see why the norms would say things like, Hello I’m up here, to men. Or why men would just answer with a ‘uhuhh…’ But really. She couldn’t blame Pete, cause, Damn! She did look hot, if Sara didn’t mind Saying so herself.
" Oh, yeah. Um, isn't this place a little busy for the door? I can do it anywhere, but I'd hate for one of your human kids to accidentally end up on the wrong side of the planet."
“Well I was thinking the door, behind this door.” Sara replied moving to the stage, where, at least Iris could follow her train of thought.
"There's your answer. If it needs to be actually attached somewhere, I'm sure Headmaster Csendes can find somewhere quiet to set it up."
Sara lead the way to the stage, deciding to see how far this illusion could be played. “I don’t know if this is something you can do but it’s the only door way I can think of that doesn’t get used every day.” She looked over her shoulder at Peter. Stopping in front of the door and giving the right side a tiny tug that made it rock forward, before she pretended to brace her self and lean the set peace with the door, back against the wall. “Wow that’s heavy.” She said to Iris. Trying very hard not to laugh.
Judging from the general size of the neural image beneath the illusion, Garrett found it hard to believe that Sara was really having that much trouble with the door.A faint smirk appeared on his lips as he was pleased with her as she played along with Peter. It did the boy good to have some hope, however futile it would be. Of course, he didn't know what Peter liked in women. maybe tails were okay.
Peter quickly played his part in the farce, hurrying over to grab the frame of the door.He moved it easily. So easily that he looked down at the wheels obviously believing that a sticky wheel and not the weight had given her so much trouble. He rolled it around and into the room where the other props were, moving some old stage bits and backdrop resources to make a clear area for it." Never tried one like this. Should prove interesting to see what happens."The light in his eyes proved that he was truly excited to see a new manifestation of his mutation.
Garrett turned to Iris. " I think we can test it in there. No reason for pomp and circumstance over it. Simply ensuring it isn't torn down and making this room off limits for the day should suffice." He walked in to the prop room with Peter, helping him to move everything as close to the walls as possible, providing a wide berth. He was so excited that the prospect of Sara had quickly taken a back seat to a test of his abilities. " Do you think it needs bracing? Will the vortex move it?" Peter shrugged as Garrett's hands slid over the frame of the door. " First time I ever tried it, boss." Garrett nodded and then looked out to the two ladies.
"If you'll excuse us for a moment, we should test the door alone. If there is a problem, no one will be injured." He could feel Peter shoot him a glance.He casually turned his head to the young man and reassured him.Remember, Peter, I am a doctor." Peter merely made a 'mmhmm' sound in response. Garrett walked up to the door and closed it. From the outside, a mere hissing sound would have occurred and the sound of a door opening and closing. A few moments later, the door opened and closed again. The process occurred several times before the outer door opened once more, with Garrett and Peter smiling. " It worked splendidly. So well, in fact, that we'd like to roll the door along with us to wherever you would like to store it, since we are quite sure it will work anywhere now. However, don't be alarmed. Without Peter accessing it from our side...Peter?" Like a stage magician's assistant, Peter made a flourish at the door, opened it, revealing nothing on the other side except the current room. He even went around and jumped through it with a 'Tada!'. Obviously that had been for Sara.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Oct 28, 2008 22:42:32 GMT -6
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Students moved out of the way for Sara to work, and went on to other assignments. Jill motioned for Starling to move aside, and continued keeping the little one preoccupied.
“I don’t know if this is something you can do but it’s the only door way I can think of that doesn’t get used every day.” She leaned against the door slightly. “Wow that’s heavy.”
"Here, let me help." Iris moved forward, to 'help' keep the show going. Streaks of yellow were beginning to show at her temples, indicating the happy mood in the room, and the amusement underlying the entire situation.
Garrett beat her to the door, and helpfully 'unstuck' it from its trap. Poor Peter; Iris wondered how he'd react to Sara's more feline appearance. Surely in a colony of over one hundred mutants there were a few with visible mutations. She had to remember to keep a lock of hair forward; that would let her know without a doubt.
" Never tried one like this. Should prove interesting to see what happens."[/i]
Turning to her, Garrett said, " I think we can test it in there. No reason for pomp and circumstance over it. Simply ensuring it isn't torn down and making this room off limits for the day should suffice."
She nodded and followed them into the room. "Easily done."
" Do you think it needs bracing? Will the vortex move it?"
" First time I ever tried it, boss."
"If you'll excuse us for a moment, we should test the door alone. If there is a problem, no one will be injured." [/i][/color]
Again Iris nodded, and turned to leave. To Sara she muttered, "Don't want to be hurt by that heavy door." She even managed to keep a straight face, though she almost lost it when the men quickly returned, and Peter showed off his work with a Sara-ly directed "Tada!"[/color]
"Starling! Time to go, Sweetpea!" Iris turned away to keep from cracking up. "Come put your coat back on!"
Sara bit her lower lip as Peter easily moved the door. Oh yeah… wheels… Sara’s breath held back in an attempt not to laugh. At herself for this hold playing with Peter, and at Peter, for believing her. Ok Bad kitty, very bad kitty.
The men went into the closed room to test out the door, and Sara took the moment to stand there and openly grin. Looking like the Cheshire cat she was, even in her human form, while she checked Iris’s hair. “Oh I feel evil.” She said quietly to Iris while the two men were on the other side of a closed door.
Closed doors would have new meaning for Sara after this day. Meeting a mutant with a door related mutation. The concept opened up so many other doors of thought.
"Don't want to be hurt by that heavy door."
“Oh yeah.” Sara said straightening her face. “Can you imagine if that thing tipped over on me one of the nights I was here alone?” Actually the thing had tipped over on Sara one of the nights when she was there alone. She just picked it up…
After a moment the two of them came back out of the room. It seemed Sara’s door idea had worked, and Peter had to show it off, like a stage performer.
"Tada!"
Sara’s hand raised to her mouth, and her eyes whidened. “Oh wow.” Part of her was amused with the hole show she was being given, but she was impressed that he could turn the door ways off. So stepping through them didn’t absolutely mean that someone was going traveling. Still Sara made a mental note to buy the performance department a new door. It would be bad if the second graders were in the middle of a play only to have the door on their set, become a portal. Amusing, but not good.
Smiling at Starling about the coat thing, Sara decided to be a good example, and pulled her hat and scarf out of her coat sleeve. Though the coat was still left whide and unzipped. Fur plus coat equals, not just being hot, but being way too hot.
Garrett was pleased with the demonstration. He looked at the door and pondered something similar being used in the future. Something more durable while light and collapsible for travel. He supposed getting away from his work at the Colony, be it good for the Colony or not, seemed to be excellent for him. He was beginning to succumb to a routine there, becoming more a doctor and less a mutant. It was his home in a sense, but New York was just as much of a home to him, if not more so.
"Ladies, if you'd be so kind." He bowed and ushered the three in, closing and locking the prop room door behind them. He and Peter moved the door back to the back of the room and Garrett walked over to rejoin the women. " Whenever you're ready, Peter." Peter nodded and closed the door. So far, Garrett had been the only one to see Peter's gift in action. He hoped the others were as delighted as he was the first time he saw it himself. Peter placed his index fingers at the top of the door and began moving them apart, a thin line of bluish-green energy appearing where his fingers had been.His fingers moved with practiced speed and efficiency as he began to kneel, the line of energy following him down. When both fingers reached the bottom, a low hiss entered the room and increased in its volume, ending with a dull pop.
Peter stood and did an illustrious bow, fingers flourishing. " Your doorway is ready, Ladies and Gentlemen." He turned the knob and pulled the door open , the heat of the room escaping through the portal. On the other side, there was now a metallic room with a vault door having only the single optical sensor embedded in it. His small shrine covered with incense and Chinese weaponry sat in the far right corner, a table with some maps and correspondence between the portal and the vault door. Garrett nodded to Peter, who easily stepped over the threshold and into the other room on the other side of the planet.
" As you can see, it's perfectly safe. Feel free to step over when you are ready." He took a moment to walk around behind the door, disappearing from view to his friends. He could see them clearly though. The logic of the portal was clearly absent, and yet, there it was. Of course, the idea that he himself could alter the neural messages in others' bodies also made no logical sense. Mutation was a beautiful thing. He reappeared on the other side, in case his companions believed he had vanished. Smiling, he took a step through himself, stretching and putting his briefcase on the table, looking at a two dimensional space that separated New York and Antarctica.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 5, 2008 20:30:10 GMT -6
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The little girl pouted sullenly, but after seeing Ms. Nobes put her coat on, she begrudgingly obeyed her mother.
Ladies, if you'd be so kind."
She followed her mother and her mother's odd friends into the prop room, and stared grumpily at the doorway.
" Whenever you're ready, Peter."
Growups were just weird. If they were ready to go, shouldn't they be going back outside? And why did the goofy younger man keep staring at Ms. Nobes? She even had her locket disguise working, so he didn't even have the fur to stare at. Though she didn't understand why people stared at furry people.
The funny popping noise sounded like her ears when up high, so she wiggled one finger in her ear. It didn't tickle this time though, so maybe it wasn't her.
" Your doorway is ready, Ladies and Gentlemen."
Starling eyed the doorway warily. Goofy Man was.... goofy. What was so special about the stage prop? But as Goofy man opened it, her eyes widened. There was another room on the other side of the door. A big, shiny room....
" As you can see, it's perfectly safe. Feel free to step over when you are ready."[/i]
Iris did her best to hide her amusement as her daughter immediately stepped forward to explore the new area. The little girl seemingly had no concerns about possible dangers. She'd inherited her father's easy going and bold nature, and none of her mother's hesitancy.
" As you can see, it's perfectly safe. Feel free to step over when you are ready."
Starling watched Garrett disappear, and was the first one to follow him through the door. A moment later her face appeared in the doorway again, all traces of her gloomy irritation erased by a brilliant smile.
"Momma, look! There's a room in the room!" She poked around the wooden portal, standing on her tiptoes. Iris moved forward, and looked in herself before stepping inside. She took note of the visible weaponry, and the familiar scent of incense, then turned to explore the rest of the room.
Starling frowned, then planted herself firmly in front of Peter, hands on her hips in a comical stance.
Under Sara’s illusion, her ears were flipping back and forth, in curiosity. Also in response to the sound. Flipping her ears against the back of her head, with a little jump at the pop. Then silence, and her ears slowly turned forward to continue taking in the different sounds.
Sara glanced at the weaponry she could see, wondering who’s that was, then let her eyes travel over to the maps. She stepped in after peter, and Starling. The sent of incense felt lie it surrounded her, with every breath she took in of it, but unlike discomfort, it relaxed her. She kept her heart beat normal, even with having to step into another room, that she didn’t know where the door way, from there, would be. Calmness, that came, from practicing to control her claustrophobia. This was much better than a plane ride.
“I like this.” Sara said in the center of the room, turning in a circle, to look around. “People would pay you for things like this.” While Sara spoke, she kept Peter in her peripheral vision.
Peter stood by proudly as the ladies came through and joined them. Garrett watched as well, noticing Iris and Sara's attention of his shrine and the weapons nearby. Little Starling , with hand on hips, queried Peter of his ability.Peter looked to Garrett, who only nodded at him to speak of his own accord, as he should. " Well, little lady, I am a mutant, just like everyone else here at the Colony and like many of your friends are. This just happens to be my own ability." Peter smiled as the other two stepped through , kissing his finger and placing it to the top of the portal, closing it and making it Antarctica once more. He then stepped to the side by the vault door, ready to open it when urged to.
Hearing Sara's mention of the possible capitalization of Peter's abilities, Garrett felt the need to interject quickly before ideas started brewing in his head." Peter's abilities could indeed benefit many people. Fortunately, he is a loyal colonist and uses it for the benefit of his family here in the South. Isn't that right, Peter?" Peter seemed to get the idea of nipping the money idea in the bud, nodding and resuming his staring at Sara. He was at least moving his vision around so as not to be so obvious now.
Garrett wandered over to the small shrine. " Welcome to the Colony, ladies. Though, actually, we are about a mile beneath it. This is one of the dedicated rooms in the lower area, reserved for myself and the other founding members. We are actually beneath the surface of the actual continent right now. The Colony itself, for the most part, is above us. Just have to get by the mile of ice in the way. That will come shortly. I noticed you were admiring the shrine here. It is in homage to my many lost brothers in China. After leaving the Mansion and medical school, I headed out into the world. As you both know, post Haywire times were bleak at best. I spent a few years in a Shaolin monastery deep in the mountains. Many of my brothers and sisters were killed in the genocide that occurred over there. The monastery was burned to the ground."
He paused for a moment, bowing his head in remembrance of his fallen comrades. He remembered little Starling and her lack of understanding, so he quickly put his pleasant face back on."Nonetheless, you didn't come here to hear my personal history. On with the tour!" He looked over at Peter and nodded. Peter pulled the heavy vault door open , revealing the main, metallic hall of the lower areas. Garrett pointed out the directions as he politely waited for the ladies to exit." To the left is the way we are headed, toward the express elevator. To the right are personal quarters and the Council Chambers."
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 6, 2008 16:13:54 GMT -6
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" Well, little lady," Peter replied to Starling's inquiry, "I am a mutant, just like everyone else here at the Colony and like many of your friends are. This just happens to be my own ability."
"You can make rooms inside of rooms?"[/i] You could almost see the gears turning with possibilities in the little one's mind. What other kinds of rooms could the Goofy Man make? Maybe a forest? She could have her own jungle, with enough trees and cliffs for all of her feathered friends....
“I like this," Sara remarked. “People would pay you for things like this.”
" Peter's abilities could indeed benefit many people. Fortunately, he is a loyal colonist and uses it for the benefit of his family here in the South. Isn't that right, Peter?"[/i][/color]
Iris noted the slight hint in Garrett's tone, but ignored it. They didn't know Sara's sense of humor like she did, after all.
She listened quietly to her friend recount his journey after they'd gone their separate ways. She remembered his interest in the spiritual balance of the world, and was not surprised to learn of his time spent in a monastery. She bowed her head respectfully when he spoke of their deaths. She noted as she did that her nails had greyed a bit, no doubt as her hair had, reflecting a sorrow she guessed came from Garrett. It passed quickly though.
"I'm sorry for your loss."
"Nonetheless, you didn't come here to hear my personal history. On with the tour! To the left is the way we are headed, toward the express elevator. To the right are personal quarters and the Council Chambers."[/i]
Iris motioned Starling to her side as they followed the men out into the new hallway. She shivered slightly at the chill out of reflex.
"So we're actually a mile down? So there's a colony beneath The Colony?" She glanced around at the obviously man-made tunnel. "Do you have elementals that helped build, or did you have to do everything by hand?"[/color]
Peter's abilities could indeed benefit many people. Fortunately, he is a loyal colonist and uses it for the benefit of his family here in the South. Isn't that right, Peter?"
Sara Just shrugged and nodded. She should remember to hold her tongue when it came to her sense of humor. Her sense of humor was often either misunderstood, dark, or just plain, taken too seriously. Apparently her tone of voice didn’t change that much, and the fact that the illusion didn’t have as much expression as her real face, though it did a good job of imitating expression for an illusion, must throw people as well.
Garrett recited what he had done, and what happened to his friends that the shrine had been dedicated to, and Sara bowed her head. Fingering the locket that was around her neck. The locket had only been a recent gift in Sara’s life. The illusion came with it, and Kat’s work, no matter what she was doing, astounded Sara. Sara was in PAX, because she had banded together with them, back during the Haywire outbreak. Truing to use her physical skills as an asset, though there was nothing she could really do for people other than just be there.
"I'm sorry for your loss."
Sara nodded, “Me too.”
"Nonetheless, you didn't come here to hear my personal history. On with the tour! To the left is the way we are headed, toward the express elevator. To the right are personal quarters and the Council Chambers."
Sara turned her head in the direction that was indicated. They were under ground, and that didn’t really help comfort someone who hated closed spaces.
Seeing as the portal was closed, Sara fingered her locket again, letting her hands travel behind her head to find the clasp. All the while, she was still aware that peter was giving her a lot of attention. The clasp came undone, and Sara dropped the locket into her pocket.
The minute the chain left the skin of her hand, the illusion disconnected. Undoing itself in one wave, starting from Sara’s fingertips that suddenly became covered with fur and tiped with hooked claws, that tucked into sheaths like a cat’s paw. The fur grew, and traveled up Sara’s right arm where the change disappeared under Sara’s coat sleeve, and reappeared at her face, other hand, and tail, that looked like it was sprouting from her shapely back side, rather than loosing it’s illusion. The only part of Sara that staid the same was her hair. She was carefully watching Peter, but he was in the corner of her visions, instead, with Iris’s hair in the other corner.
" To the left is the way we are headed, toward the express elevator. To the right are personal quarters and the Council Chambers."
She let Iris ask her questions, but They were still under ground and Sara still had to know. “How exactly do you work the elevator?”
Garrett felt as if he had taken Sara's remark in the wrong context, considering the look the two flashed at each other. He felt bad for being so stern, but there was much more riding on this trip than they could realize. The Council was already irritated with him for using Colonial resources on "his little project" with Maya as they had called it. The mention of screening for a replacement doctor had even come up. Garrett felt no need to burden others with this information as, in his mind, having Maya back meant more than the Colony. Sad but true. He'd leave it completely if needed to ensure they never parted ways again.
They were both appreciative and respectful of his loss, which he expected. Once he directed them to the hallway, he regarded Iris' question, moving ahead and leaving Sara and Peter trailing behind."So we're actually a mile down? So there's a colony beneath The Colony? Do you have elementals that helped build, or did you have to do everything by hand?" Garrett looked up and down the tunnel. " No, all of this was indeed crafted by earth movers and shapers of the mutant variety. Here at the Colony, we pride ourselves on working in harmony with each other, using the abilities of all of our colonists to their greatest potential for the greater good."
Peter was beginning to follow them out when he looked back, waiting for Sara to follow. There she was and there she wasn't. Same clothes, new body. She had turned into some sort of feline hybrid. Perhaps she was a shapeshifter? Peter definitely look surprised, but not shocked. A bit of disappointment was evident, but nothing hinting at disgust or fear. " So, this is your true form? Or do you change forms?" The lingering hope in his voice was pulling for the latter. At her appearance in the hallway, a look of recognition sparked Garrett's features. " Ah, yes. I remember now. I believe we had footage of you in the files of the War Room when I was an X-Man. It all makes sense now. In regards to your question, Sara. The elevator works like any other,. Only this one only goes up. "
he led the visitors toward the end of the hall toward the express elevator. He looked over at Peter, who was still reeling, but was pleasantly calm over the new incarnation. If Garrett recalled properly, this lioness was involved with the dragon man that had come to the Mansion several times. What was his name? Ayesac. Garrett made a note to find Peter someone who was unattached once all of this was over. All work and no play makes anyone a dull boy.
Posted by Iris/Rayne on Nov 8, 2008 18:25:57 GMT -6
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" No, all of this was indeed crafted by earth movers and shapers of the mutant variety. Here at the Colony, we pride ourselves on working in harmony with each other, using the abilities of all of our colonists to their greatest potential for the greater good."
Iris smiled. "So then, they still live here? Is there any chance we could meet them?"
“How exactly do you work the elevator?” True, a doorway was much better than a day-long flight, but claustrophobia was still claustrophobia, and Iris felt for Sara.
She caught the end of Peter's questioning of Sara, and glanced backwards. Her friend had removed her locket, and its ingrained illusion.
"Ah, yes. I remember now. I believe we had footage of you in the files of the War Room when I was an X-Man. It all makes sense now. In regards to your question, Sara. The elevator works like any other. Only this one only goes up."
"Does it go fast?" Starling asked excitedly. 'Fast' for her meant something akin to flying, at least as close as she'd be able to get, and unlike her mother and Sara, she loved to fly. She bounced slightly next to the tall man, waiting for the ride to begin. Iris found herself excited as well, eager to see for herself the amazing haven she'd only heard about through word-of-mouth.
Garrett explained about the tunnels, and despite the fact Sara trusted his word, she reverted back to old habits, listening to the heart beats around her. The respiration. The signs of real truth. There was real truth here and everything Garrett was saying, was the same as what they had been told already.
Peter’s movement a head of her, caught her eye and she took in his reaction. Accepting the look of surprise, and pleased to see he didn’t fear her. There were a lot of differences between here and everywhere else. She liked them.
" So, this is your true form? Or do you change forms?"
“This is the only form I have.” Sara began to explain. Stepping closer so that she was walking with the group, rather than lagging so much behind anymore. “hat you saw before is an illusion. A gift from a friend. It’s attached to a locket and the illusion activates when I touch it.” Sara finished her short explanation. Hoping Peter, and Garrett forgave her for the messing with Peter’s head.
" Ah, yes. I remember now. I believe we had footage of you in the files of the War Room when I was an X-Man. It all makes sense now."
Sara nodded. “I wasn’t there very often, but I suppose I’m hard to miss, without the illusion.”
. “In regards to your question, Sara. The elevator works like any other,. Only this one only goes up.”
How in the world did that work?! Sara wondered.
"Does it go fast?"
Fast? Sara’s ears flicked back, but she kept the rest of her features as neutral as possible. Sara wasn’t afraid of speed, or heights as long as she was the one controlling the speed and the height. OK they’ll be done any minute. It will be quick.She told herself.
Sara was happy to be on this trip, this exploration, and she looked forward to getting to the surface. Not just because it meant she wasn’t underground anymore, but because of the people and place she had only heard about. The ideals that PAX as working for. Ideals that had taken her years to decide on, when it came to where she stood. She just had to get through, what was to come.
Everyone seemed to be ready to continue. Peter had taken Sara's illusion and the lack thereof well, a sign of his maturity. Iris seemed intrigued. She wanted to meet the shapers. "Actually, There are probably just about every type of manipulator or shaper here, Iris. We have a dedicated team of ice creators and manipulators who keep the structures intact and the surfaces fresh. Heat and fire manipulators channel heat through the complex to keep a relatively stable and constant temperature here as well." He ushered the ladies into the elevator.
As the doors closed, he could see Sara's phobia trying to kick in, so he went ahead and pushed the button. As the elevator jolted and began its quick assent through a mile of ice, he continued. "There are actually mutants of all types here. My nurse in the Infirmary is a healer, every bit as good as the DocProf. In the Harvest dome, which we will see in a bit, we have crop manipulators, plant growers and light manipulators that keep us a steady food supply. There's another aspect to food, but we'll get into that later."
He looked down at little Starling's look of amazement and wonder. He wondered if they should skip the seal farm or how he would explain it. It was a vital part of the process here, but it was never easy for new people to understand. Especially children. They would cross that bridge when they came to it.