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Post by Jacky on Dec 16, 2008 16:51:16 GMT
The door lead them into a computer room. On one side, the entire wall was covered in monitors. On the monitors, you could see the streets of the city. It prooved to them that security camera's were on practically every corner. And the images from these camera's were constantly kept an eye on here.
Beside that, there were maps, lists of data on (possible) mutants, names, dates of birth.. everything.
The government kept an eye on the mutant community better than anyone could've expected.
The guy that lead them there went to a computer and turned it on - so another screen turned on, on a different wall. There were images of *them* there. The X-men. At the side a window popped open with their name and data.
Rogue shivered, taking a step back instinctively. "I don't feel too comfortable here, guys." She said in a small voice.
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Post by Hannah on Dec 16, 2008 16:54:47 GMT
"Well you expected it to be a garden party?" Mistique sneered, looking around. "What is this place?" She demanded to know.
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Post by Jacky on Dec 16, 2008 17:02:02 GMT
The man turned to them, "It's one of the many headquarters of the M.I.P. in this town. From here, we keep an eye on--"
Logan interupted, his eyes set on the screens. "M.I.P.?"
"..Mutant Investigation Program." The man stated. "Our job is to track down mutants and set them in custody."
"You mean ship them off." Logan said, his gaze now darting to the guy - a look of hostility burning behind his eyes.
"For the greater good." The man returned, as casually as if he was talking about the weather.
Logan grunted and nearly stepped forward to the guy, but Rogue put a hand on his shoulder before he did. Not that she was strong enough to stop Logan from moving - but she knew as long as she acted as if she wanted him close at hand, he wouldn't go. So it functioned just as well.
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Post by Hannah on Dec 17, 2008 20:30:42 GMT
Storm stepped forewards and looked at the man "And how do you fit into all of this?" She asked him. "Why did you bring us here?"
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Post by Jacky on Dec 18, 2008 13:08:37 GMT
"I was hoping you'd ask that." The man said, turning to the screen, "We've been keeping an eye on you since you came to town. We want to suggest a cooperation. You already met one of the mutants who have agreed to such a rare relationship between mutant and the M.I.P."
"The shapeshifter." Mystique narrowed her eyes. "You want us to do what he tried? Take mutants of the street for you? Be a traitor?" She hissed.
"You fail to see the bigger picture." The man shrugged, "All mutants are going to be arrested eventually. Work *with* us, and you'll be one of the few who won't be taken away.." He smiled, "It's a matter of self preservation."
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Post by Hannah on Dec 19, 2008 8:24:49 GMT
"And you believe that?" Kitty asked suspiciously. "Do you really think that they will let you live?" She for instance, did not believe it.
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Post by Jacky on Dec 19, 2008 18:27:04 GMT
"They know they won't live if they break the rules. As will you." He nods at them.
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Post by Hannah on Dec 20, 2008 10:22:18 GMT
"And how do they know that?" storm asks. "they are in control of you.. and you do what they want.. and they will not give up the power they have.."
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Post by Jacky on Dec 20, 2008 13:51:59 GMT
(Wait.. Wat.. I'm confused.  ) |
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Post by Hannah on Dec 20, 2008 21:05:19 GMT
(dat zij hem ook controleren en controle hebben over hem doordat hij voor hen werkt ) |
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