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Post by Lauren on Sept 2, 2010 12:29:13 GMT
"You see those horns on Lucy's head? Yeah. That means she's a mutant," Mystique told them in a patronising tone. "She's telepathic and telekinetic. Sometimes when she dreams, they're predictive of the future. Not always, but some times, and when she does, she's always right,"
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Post by Jacky on Sept 2, 2010 12:32:05 GMT
"If that's true, she can dream where the president is." The guard decided firmly, still not believing anything she said though.
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Post by Lauren on Sept 2, 2010 12:33:31 GMT
"You're an idiot." Mystique said simply. "She can't just dream whatever you tell her to. It can't be controlled like that."
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Post by Jacky on Sept 2, 2010 12:38:51 GMT
"Can't it, or you not willing to help?" The guard said sharply. "If you had anything do to with this, we will find out. Anything you say now, will have its consequences. You can lie now, but we will know." He paused, angrily looking at Mystique a second longer, before he nodded at the other guards to bring her back.
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Post by Lauren on Sept 2, 2010 12:41:08 GMT
Mystique couldn't help but smirk as she walked back to the main hall. "Watch out, babe, these guys are as sharp as a papercut," She said with a roll of her eyes as the guy called Logan up. She took Lucy from him and held her tight. The main guy stood in the doorway to the study, eyes on Logan, pointing inside the room.
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Post by Jacky on Sept 2, 2010 12:45:47 GMT
Logan pushed past some guards with guns to walk into the room. Whoever briefed these guys on who they were dealing with, they'd done one helluva crappy job if they really thought those guns would help. Lucky for them, Logan stuck with the Furball's plan to stay on their friendly side. He leaned against the desk in the study and raised an eyebrow, urging the guards to start the questioning already.
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Post by Lauren on Sept 2, 2010 12:47:30 GMT
The main guy looked behind him for support from his other guards, two more stood behind him with their guns aimed at Logan. "Tell us everything you know." He growled at Logan, starting the same way he did with Mystique.
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Post by Jacky on Sept 2, 2010 12:52:48 GMT
"No more than you," Logan told him, "The longer you keep us here, the longer it'll take before we do."
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Post by Lauren on Sept 2, 2010 12:56:02 GMT
"You expect us to believe you had nothing to do with this?" The bodyguard growled. "An Ex-Brotherhood agent shows up at the President's party - one known for impersonating the president himself - and suddenly all this goes down. And you're the one who brought her here. So I'm just going to ask you nicely once. Where. Is. The. President?" He asked, gun shaking in his hand in anger.
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Post by Jacky on Sept 2, 2010 12:58:14 GMT
Logan crossed his arms over his chest, staring the guy with the gun down. "Dunno, check your mother's house."
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