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.
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.
((I'm so sorry, I've been trying to think of something to type but my brain totally shut down for some reason... I hate to say it but I think this thread may very well be done... Unless you want me to try and force something out.. Otherwise, maybe we can start a new thread or move on to another point in this thread... I've just had horrible writers block... Seriously I spent the last month trying to figure out what I could do So it's up to you on what happens..))
"That really is something tough to deal with... But I cant say that I would have saved the girl myself.. There's only so much we can do as people, no matter how special we are... I can be super strong and fast but that doesnt mean I can control my fears or everything I experience... You dont even have the luxury of being super strong... For the most part, you're a normal person.." Bear thought about it a minute, not really being able to come up with much.
"Well... The only thing I can come up with is something that I'm surprised didnt end me up on your radar..." Bear sighed a bit and leaned towards Noel, motioning for her to get closer. "I.." murdered somebody before, killed him in cold blood. "I abandoned my best friend Aris, you may know her as Meld... I left her here in New York without somebody to help keep her in line. I left her to become what she is... Because of me, countless people are dead." Bear let out a light sigh, quite a few regrets scattered themselves in his life and picking only one, really wasnt something easy to do.
"So... Since it seems like we're getting a bit more personal... How'd you get that scar? If you dont mind my asking..." Bear paused for a moment, before he pulled his jacket over his shoulders, revealing his scarred forearms. "I inflicted all of mine on myself... I did some of these to help myself help people and others to show off and yet others to simply figure out who or what I was. I also have two very large scars on my stomach from..." His mind raced, trying to think of a reason he did those wounds. "I guess you could say I tried to kill myself..."
Bear thought back to what brought him to slicing himself across the abdomen. "Oh and I've been shot a few times..." He thought back to killing his former landlord and leaving him for dead in the middle of the apartment. He thought about robbing that bank and collapsing only to wake up in some odd shack in the middle of nowhere. Bear's past was clouded and confusing yet clear and easily understood. He really couldnt figure out why he did what he did but he also couldnt figure out why he brought this all upon himself. He told a lie detector a partial truth, his greatest regret is a combination of things. His only hope is she cant tell that he didnt give her the full truth on the subject at hand. And if she questioned him, he would have to tell her the truth and probably go to jail. No less than he deserved.
"Hmm the hours dont sound too bad, I mean I cant really complain too much.. I currently dont even have a job so you know..." Bear sat back in his seat and grabbed his cup in hand, slowly sipping from it as Noel explained a bit more about the hours. "Well either way, I dont mind working all sorts of hours. I can work nights, days, weekends, it doesnt really matter that much. So being on call all the time isn't a bad thing at all for me."
Bear looked at Noel when she asked her question, it caught him a bit off gaurd, considering he and his parents didnt really get along all that well. They didnt like the fact that he was a mutant and he didnt like them for not liking what he was, especially considering he hated what he was. "Well... My parents names... Heh... My dads name is Paul and my moms name is Melissa. Paul and Melissa Orthin."
Bear sighed a bit thinking about his parents. "They werent that awesome.. My best friend from home found out she was a mutant at an early age and I helped her deal with people. I didnt find out what I was for quite a while but when I did find out, because of the way my parents reacted to my best friend being a mutant I didnt tell them for quite some time. By the time I told them, I was just about to move out this way. They practically packed my bags for me."
"How about you? Parents names? Oh and.. What did you want to be as an adult, when you were a kid? I always wanted to be a police officer. For some reason, I just like helping people and being a police officer seemed like a good way to do that... But I do have to say, when I was a kid, I just thought it was cool that everyone was afraid of them and they got to carry guns." Bear laughed a bit, thinking back to his imagination when he was a kid.
Bear sat for a minute, not really knowing how to respond to her point of truth. Anything could happen between now and the future, things could change, memory loss could cause him to simply stop caring about things he cared a great deal about now. He wanted to be abe to promise he'd never steer her wrong but nobody could make a promise like that with what was looming over him.Memory loss alone could cause him to steer her wrong, there really was no telling what was going to happen. But none of this deterred Bear from wanting the job placed in front of him.
"My favorite kind of Ice Cream has got to be Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough, now I know what you're going to say about that being kind of a kid thing but I cant help it. That stuff is so amazing, you got the cookie dough which almost everybody loves mixed in with Ice Cream. How can you not love it? Heh..." Bear smiled as he finished off what was on his plate before realizing he had done so.
His next forkful went unanswered and he looked down at the plate and pouted a bit. "Favorite Color? Mine happens to be green..." Bear smiled a bit sitting back in his chair as he looked across the table at the young woman.
"Do you do this with all possible candidates? Or are you just trying to get to know me because we'll probably be spending a lot of time together... Speaking of which... What are the hours like? 24/7?" Bear laughed a bit, kinda expecting her to say yes but still joking all in the same.
Bear smiled as he kept listening to Noel, his food came quickly, a plate of Chow Mein with some Fried Rice and a bit of Sweet and Sour Pork as well as a spring roll. Simply put it was a combo plate you can get at any good Chinese Food Place. "So... That's why you were acting all weird after we caught Rubber Man, you forgot about me because you made him forget about us. Hmm that really is a crux.." Bear picked at his plate a bit and continued listening to Noel talk about the job.
"Well I guess it's good you picked me to be a possible partner with all the problems you have with your memory. I personally will never have a reason to try and steer you wrong and as I said, I pride myself on honor so.. I'll always tell you the truth of the matter and help you easily suss out the lies in most situations." Bear picked at his plate a bit as he thought about the agency placing her with an adapted.
"So... If you were working with an adapted, and they nullify mutant abilities... Then basically you're useless in most situations when it comes to making people forget stuff or being a human lie detector." Bear got a funny look on his face as he thought about the logic behind the situation.
"I dont mind you 'commandeering' my life, and as far as memory wipes, as long as you dont erase who I am... All's well that ends well. I want this job... I like the idea of helping people in any way I can and as you said, I can keep going until the job is done even if that means keeping going while keeping you going. Just be ready for things to be worse with the repercussions from a chase if things are harder than they were today." Bear picked at his plate a bit more as he thought about everything he may end up doing and all of the good he could do simply by helping Noel do her job. Plus, simply having a job is a great thing in and of itself.
Bear couldnt think of anything other than what the job would entail, the kinds of people he may see, or chase or hurt. The places he may end up going simply to help catch a dangerous mutant. His job may even begin to entail the capture a dangerous mutant, especially considering Noel would have a better chance of surviving said encounter if Bear were taking all of the punishment. When it came down to simple pros and cons of the situation, the pros were much higher than the cons. The only cons Bear could possibly come up with in his mind was a memory problem and a few more holes in his body. Pros, well, there were way too many to even begin to count, aside from the ones his mind already hit upon.
"Hmm..." Bear had to think a moment, he hadnt been in New York long as of the current moment in time but before he left he was in town for quite some time. As he scanned his mind for places to eat, his eyes lit up and he remembered a decent Chinese place only a couple blocks away. "Yeah I know of one.. You can always find Chinese within a few blocks of anything in New York. Either that or Pizza." Bear laughed a bit thinking about it for e moment.
Then she started in as they began to walk to the Chinese food place, a warning of run away screaming or stick it out and tough it out. Bear not being one to shy away from a challenge was intrigued already. "Well to push to that, I kinda pride myself on being an honorable person and lying isnt a very honorable thing to do." The pair continued walking, talking openly about what Noel could do and what she typically does for a living. Bear couldnt help but be more interested in taking the job. He glanced at the application in her hand and thought about how he could fill it out to help him get the job, without lying on said application.
"So... You make people forget things? Can you make yourself forget stuff too? Can you make anybody forget anything? I mean.. What're your limitations or do you not have any?" Bear could feel himself wanting to ask more questions but instead he forced himself to stop talking as Noel continued on with what she was saying. He felt like a kid in a candy store or a military brat joining the military or heck he even felt like he was getting ready to simply do what he had always wanted to do. Help people in his own little way.
"In watching these 'destructive criminals' we're helping to protect people in a way right? I mean.. Isnt that all that matters? That we're protecting people? Err... You're protecting people... Heh.." Bear scratched at the back of his head a bit, realizing he wasnt yet part of the company or whatever it was called.
After a short walk the two arrived at this small hole in the wall Chinese Food place. The two walked through the open door and Bear smiled at the person at the door who gave him a nod and a smile before leading the way to the table. The pair sat down at the table they were brought to and two menus were set in front of them. "Whatever you feel like... Like I said, I'm buying." The waiter took their drink orders and walked off to allow them to think about what they were going to order.
"So... Tell me more... What would I be doing? I'd be your partner right?"
"No I honestly dont know how exactly my ability works... But I think for a time afterwards, my ability wont reactivate. But I guess an adrenaline shot would keep me going for a while. I dont really know the specifics." Bear grumbled a bit to himself as he used all of his will to climb into the cab that Noel had waved down. Grumbling simply because it felt awkward having a woman helping him in and out of a cab and holding doors for him and all of the stuff he should have been doing. But it was comforting knowing she didnt mind helping him out when he was out of shape. They pulled up to yet another ordinary looking building and yet again Bear used all of his will to climb out of the cab.
"I'll be ok in a bit... Dont worry too much about me.." Bear winced as they entered the building after an odd exchange between Noel and the speaker. "Thanks for helping me get healed Noel... But I guess you wouldnt have it any other way considering I'm of no use to you in this condition." Bear forced himself to walk up the steps as quickly as his wounded body would allow him. Noel helped him the entire way until they got to yet another ordinary door with not so ordinary sounds coming from behind said door.
Bear glanced at the man in the bathrobe with an odd look and tilted his head to the side a bit before watching Noel jam her foot in the door. "You may as well have had me do that.. It wouldnt be much worse than what I'm going through right now..." Bear had to laugh a bit about this with a cringe following closely behind said laugh. After the odd exchange between Noel and her 'friend' John he finally let the two of them into the apartment.
"So... How does this work? Do I just lay here or something?" Bear climbed onto the gurney and laid back slowly. John didnt speak only huffed before John sat in a rather uncomfortable looking chair next to the gurney. He put his hands over Nick and held them there before closing his eyes, as he did this, heat began to emminate from his hands, it was almost as if Bear could feel his body slowly mending from the heat. His muscles loosened and his cuts softened before filling in completely.
After a time, about an hour the heat stopped and John pulled his hands back before giving Noel a tap on the shoulder. As he did this, Bear sat up slowly, not feeling any pain and slowly turned on the gurney before lowering his legs. He felt a little stiff still like a very small car had been dropped on him instead of a train running him over. "I like food in general I guess... How do you feel about Chinese? I mean if you look at all the movies people always have weird conversations while eating Chinese Food. It'll make us feel like secret agents or something." Bear laughed a bit before he slid off the gurney and pulled out his wallet. "But I'll pay for the food. It's the least I can do."
"So.. What do we do now?" Bear smiled a bit and worked his way towards the door slowly. "Hey John, nice hat by the way... Make me one?" Bear opened the door to the apartment and held it for Noel.
"With your disability?" Bear raised an eyebrow at this statement but shrugged it off waiting for her to explain herself a bit later. He was glad he had family living in the states, his mothers, brothers, brother-in-law was close enough to being a relative to get him in the United States legally. But moving to Maine just didnt sound like such a good idea, first off, his uncle and aunt dont know anything about his ability and second, he liked the idea of being in New York.
"A healer eh? Lets head on out then...:" Bear grabbed his application as Noel had suggested and took a deep breath before forcing himself to stand up with a pain-filled groan. His legs didnt want to work properly but his mind seemed a bit more stubborn than his legs as he forced one foot to move in front of the other. "Alright... Lets go... I dont mind scars, I wear them as badges of honor of sorts..."
Bear set his soda down on the table next to his bed and grabbed his shirt from the foot of the bed and slowly pulled it over his head and down. He then grabbed his jacket and struggled with putting it on before getting both arms in the sleeves and getting it up on his shoulders. Probably with a little help from Noel, he wasnt really sure because the pain shooting through his body was clouding his mind.
"How bout this..." Bear slowly started walking out of the make-shift medical area. "If I get this job, I'll use my first check to get an apartment in town. Until then, I'll stay in a hotel.. Uncle Ron doesnt really need to know about my ability.. And knowing my luck, he'll find out eventually if I'm living there." Bear forced a weak smile as the two walked out of the building as quickly as possible, which for Bear was a snails pace.
"So.. Do we wait till we get to this healer to talk about the job? Or do we talk now? Also, where is this guy?" Bear glanced at the street and the fleets of cabs going by at varying speeds. He cringed at the thought of getting himself to sit down in a cab but also dreaded the thought of having to walk an ungodly distance to this 'shabby healer'.
"I've got family in the states, they sponsored me here to get a green card.. So should I put that number on here?" Bear looked back to the application, he really didnt want to let Noel down. "I guess I could put the address for my uncle here but he lives in Maine..." Bear cringed a bit at what he knew Noel was suggesting, The Sanctuary was the place every mutant goes when they have nowhere else to go, every mutant except Bear.
"You must be talking about going to The Sanctuary and to be honest... I'll pass... I'd rather live in a cardboard box on the streets than go there..." Bear thought back to all of the stuff that happened the first time he was in New York. He blamed almost everything that happened to him then on staying at the Sanctuary, despite the fact that he only stayed there a while. Aside from staying there himself, Aris stayed there, and everything that happened to her pushes the idea of staying at The Sanctuary more and more out of his head.
"I've been staying at a hotel lately... And I was planning on staying there until I ran out of money or found a job.. I have enough money on me to rent a place for a month but I didnt want to risk not having any money at all. With no job to boot." Bear kept looking over the application and filling out as much as he could while Noel was waiting for him.
"What does this job entail? And why am I about to sign a waiver?" Bear looked at the paper confused, reading it over made him wonder how much danger he was getting himself into. "Meh... Oh well.." Bear signed the sheet willingly after giving it a once over.
Bear looked around the make-shift infirmary for a bit after Noel closed the door, he could hear a conversation going on on the other side of the door. He shrugged a bit, figuring this was some company thing she was dealing with and left her to what she was doing. Trying to force himself to stand, Bear shifted his legs around the 'hospital bed' and tried to put them on the ground, but his attempt failed as his legs gave out and pain shot through his back. The fall from the roof had to have done a lot more damage than he thought.
Bear, curiously, prodded at his ribs and cringed a bit with each poke, Yep... Broken... He then tried to turn his abdomen and as he did pain coursed through his body. The only thing that seemed to not go well for Bear with his ability was the aftermath, no matter the pain he caused himself he couldnt get the current pain to go away. It almost seemed like his ability needed a cool down period, or rather new injuries.
After attempting to stand again and giving in to his fate of being forced to sit for a while longer, Noel walked in with two Diet Colas and a stack of papers. "It's time for you to quit your day job." Bear looked at her a bit confused as he willingly took the coke and stack of papers.
"Uhm... Ok, I can do that..." Bear looked at the papers a bit and realized she was offering him a job, his eyes lit up as he searched around for a pen. "What brought this job offer about? Dont get me wrong, I'm grateful but wow, that was fast... Not so easy though.." Bear laughed a bit, referencing his bandages. The odd thing about the situation Bear found himself in is anyone else would be in a body cast from the fall he took. But all he got was a few broken ribs.
With a shrug Bear looked up at Noel, who handed him a pen, and smiled politely before focusing in on the paperwork in front of him. As he moved through the papers, he got to a point where a Social Security Number and Residence were required. "Small problem Noel... I uh... I'm not a citizen... And I'm kinda homeless right now... What do I do for those parts?" Bear smiled at her, skipping those parts for the time being and filling the application out to the best of his ability.
The whistle that escaped the lips of the smaller woman surprised Bear a great deal, his eyes widened a bit with the sound and the reply of the baby and again at the abrupt stop of the cab driver. "Yeah it probably would be a good idea to not pull out the knife...I think I'll be ok until we get wherever we're going... You pulling that gun on me got me a bit amped up.." Bear smiled graciously yet unhappily at Noel for holding the door for him, it was his job to do that for her not the other way around.
Bear climbed into the cab ungracefully and sat back there calming down bit by bit the whole ride to wherever they were headed. He made sure to tell the cabby to speed up a bit whenever he could feel his pulse slowing. The cab driver obliged as much as he could given driving circumstances and Bear was able to keep his cool the entire short ride. Noel once again opened the door and held it open for him and he clambered from the cab just as gracefully as he did getting in. He stammered a bit and caught his balance as Noel paid for the cab, which was a good thing considering funds weren't so abundant at Bears current state.
Bear walked slowly behind Noel and saw her twitch a bit upon entering the totally ordinary building. Bear followed suit and just as he passed through the doors, his powers went away and all of the pain from the previous chase came back to him in a fantastic rush. He dropped to his knees letting out a groan of agony, his ribs felt like they had just been broken. The wounds on his arms caught up with him as the pain from those getting inflicted as well as the pain from them moving all rushed in. His arm was immovable otherwise due to dislocating or fracturing his wrist and his entire body simply ached like no other from the fall.
All of this pain rushed in and inflicted itself upon Bear in a matter of seconds and he went from his knees to his stomach just as quickly. He heard something about Noel asking for medics and recommending him for something but the pain nearly deafened him to where he couldnt make out the rest. A medical team was at the door of the facility quickly and they were picking him up onto a gurney within moments before pushing off. He could make out Noel trying to fight her way to follow them as they took him in for medical aid and he spoke out as much as his lungs allowed him to. "She.... Comes...."
The medics gave in despite Bears inability to do much whatever their decision may be and they let Noel follow them to wherever he was going. They pushed Bear through a pair of swinging doors and into a bright room, but Bear couldnt really make out anything else because just as they were passing into the room he was passing out from the excruciating pain. Time passed and Bear was unconcious, dreaming oddly enough about being injured after a fight. However it wasnt the same amount of pain as before, this time the pain was minor. The dream went on with Bear getting patched up and a little spot on his cheek hurt a bit for some odd reason, he couldnt remember getting hit in the face recently but most people dont remember getting hit at all sometimes.
Time passed and the dream went on with Bear exploring the hospital with a small bandage on his cheek and some gauze wrapped in random places around his body, none of which had anything to do with his current injuries. Suddenly, in the middle of his dream, things started to get really bright, bright enough to where the dream faded and his eyes opened slowly, he was no longer in excruciating pain but his arms were wrapped and one was in a splint. He slowly sat up and found something constricting his already injured abdomen a bit, his free hand went to his waist to find no shirt but a bandage wrapped around his ribs.
The pain from sitting up cuased Bear to wince slightly and feel a weird tug at his cheek, this seemed to be the only thing that matched his dream at all, a bandage in a really random spot on his face. "Noel?" Bear cringed a bit and looked around slowly as he reached up and pulled the bandage from his cheek. The adhesive clung to his skin making the tear away a little uncomfortable, he pulled the bandage down and looked at it curiously, a "Toy Story 3" bandage with Woody and Buzz posing on it.
Bear couldnt help but laugh when she mentioned him bleeding on these stairs that werent his. She was telling the truth in that aspect, these stairs werent his and he was bleeding on them a bit. A homeowner or, in this case, apartment landlord sure wouldnt like to clean up blood just like he wouldnt. With those thoughts, Bear accepted the offer of a hand up and pulled himself to his feet. He took a few steps down the stairs towards Noel before turning back to grab his knife. "Well, as I said, if my powers stop, I'll be in a lot of pain... Now, lets head down and catch that cab, dont want 'em waiting too long."
Bear smiled gently, following behind Noel as the two headed to the ground level of the building, Bear nodded to the doorman politely who returned with a nod of his own then a puzzled look. A one shoed beautiful young woman and a tall beat up long haired guy with blood stains on either arm walking through a lobby together was something anyone would be puzzled by. "So... Why are my powers going to suddenly stop working? There's obviously a lot I dont know about what's going on..." Bear stepped out to the curb, making sure to be close enough to the street to keep Noel out of harms way.
The whole way down the stairs, thoughts were racing through his mind of what would happen if someone came out of nowhere and attacked the two. He couldnt help but to stay behind her because he knew if someone came out in front, he'd be fast enough to stop them and if they came from behind, he'd take the first hit allowing her safety. In his mind, Bear was always a protector but sometimes he only cared about protecting women, not to the degree of not letting them do anything but to the degree of setting himself up strategically whilst walking with someone.
"I bet the cab driver would freak if I pulled my knife out in the cab... Wouldnt he? Would you? I mean if you saw me do what I do to keep going..." Bear held his arms up a bit and nodded towards the blood stains on his jacket.
((I dont really know where to go with this at the moment... Sorry ))
Bears eyes went wide at the sight of the gun being drawn on him, he couldnt understand why she was being so defensive, just earlier he had pulled it out and gave her permission to stab him. His mind raced, not really knowing what to do, in his stupor, a decision was made and the knife dropped from his hand and thudded on the carpeted stairs.
"First you hold doors open for me, which is kinda weird, but now you're pulling a gun on me... I dont understand you Noel... You held that very knife in your hand a few minutes ago, I told you what my ability was and what you needed to do if something bad happened." Bear paused a moment, trying to figure out what was going on.
"As to your question, if my ability were to suddenly stop working right this minute, I'd collapse in pain just like I would when my adrenaline wore off... Which is now spiking by the way, thanks..." Bear smiled sincerely as his heart pounded from having a gun pointed at him.
"But normally, if nothing is going on and my ability suddenly shuts off, nothing would happen... It's hard to explain... Can I uh... Get my knife back, I was just about to put it away..." Bear slowly knelt down on the stairs and reached his hand for the knife, not getting to close but waiting for Noel to tell him it was ok.
"Listen Noel... I'm not here to hurt you in any way... I actually liked helping you, now think about it, how can I continue to help you if I kill you. That doesnt work out too well in my mind.. Anyways, my ability is simple, I get hurt and I get stronger and faster. Physical damage done to my body makes me better I guess... But the problem is, I dont feel any pain when I'm fighting and my adrenaline is pumping and as soon as my adrenaline stops pumping, the pain rushes back all at once as if everything that happened to me in a fight happened all at the same time."
"It sucks but it's also a good thing.. It allows me to keep going until the very end of the fight..." Bear couldnt help himself and instead of grabbing his knife, he plopped down on the stairs and stretched his legs out in front of him. "If you want to see it, put the gun away and sit with me a while..."
((Wow I talked a lot this time... But Bear talks a lot when he gets nervous... Not in his personality profile but he's a lot like me and I do the same thing ))
"Noel Gage, federal marshall. You... helped?" Bear looked at her confused, of course he helped, she rode him like a horse while he chased after the mutant they just released. Maybe this was a sick joke of hers to act like he didn't do anything to help catch said rubberman.
"Yeah... Noel, I helped... Remember me? Nick... Y'know, the guy who's back you were riding on as we chased down this..." Bear paused a minute and realized the rubberman was gone. "Gah... This rubberman we were chasing... You tagged him with some kind of subdural... Right?" Bear's mind began turning slowly, he had to try and figure out if he had imagined everything that just happened. No way, there's no way he imagined what happened. The broken bones and blood were a sure fact of something big going down.
"Alright... So let me get this straight... You're Noel Gage... A federal marshall... And I helped you track down a dangerous mutant and tag him or something... Then we let him go... Right?" Bear followed her closely as she opened up the roof access door. "Gah... Oh well, I guess first things first, I need some medical attention.. The adrenaline is going to wear off soon and I wont be any good to either of us after that... Just hope rubberman doesnt come after us... Where did he go anyways?"
The two made their way, slowly but surely, through the building, down too many flights of stairs for Bear's adrenaline blurred mind to figure out at the moment. He knew that the fall was pretty bad when he caught Noel, but he didnt really know how bad, at the time, he didnt think to count the windows as he was falling to find out how far they fell. "So... How long until we find your handler? I dont know how much longer I'm going to last without getting hurt again to keep going..." Just saying those words made Nick cringe a bit but he knew they were true and he knew he couldnt change any of it.
"So... You're a mutant or a normal? I dont remember you ever telling me that..." Time had begun to slow down a bit and each step seemed like it was taking hours, the adrenaline was beginning to wear off much quicker than Bear had thought it would. He had to act fast or he was going to tumble down the stairs, though that didnt seem like such a bad idea except that he might hurt Noel at the same time.
After a few moments, Bear fell back from Noel a bit and pulled his knife from its sheath in his pocket. He then pulled up the sleeve on his other arm to make a new slice on that one. In his mind, he had to keep the wounds even on his arms, it almost got to the point for him where he would have to hold his arms side by side to make sure he made symmetrical cuts. With the knife in his right hand, his awkward hand, Bear slowly dragged it across his forearm, making a nice deep gash. The wound didnt bleed at first but his vision quickly cleared up and he was able to keep going again. Pulling the sleeve of his jacket back down, Bear cleaned off the knife on his pant leg.
((Feel free to have Noel freak and attack him or something when she sees him cleaning the knife on his pant leg..))
((I think I'm actually going to leave this thread here, I dont know what else to add to it unless you want to add a bit... Other than that, sorry for taking so long but we'll talk about a new thread between us...))
So it's up to you on what happens..))