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She missed. Ayita snarled with a wolf's muzzle. She did not like to miss, to fail in her hunt. For a hunt this was! Both wolf and woman shifted warily from side to side. Growling deeply in her chest, she felt the fur on her back rise in anger. But she was not without caution. Far too often wounds were found when anger clouded judgement and- "A wound leads to sickness, and sickness to death." The motto was thoroughly ingrained into her. So she moved, careful to keep the Witch's attention on her and not Starkette. Who had given her a thumbs up and ran to mess with some absurd contraption Ayita didn't want to try to name.

Hearing a voice boom out "Guin", she flicked her ears forward, still not taking her eyes off the Witch. While she was curious as to who that was, she wasn't about to be such a fool to let it interfere with her hunt. For now, she was being careful to the utmost. She did not lunge as she had before. Keeping her feet on the floor and ready to spring as she darted in close to feint at the Scarlett Witch- giving her more reason to be concerned about the wolf and not the woman. Ideally, she would pull away to continue the dance and feints. Adjusting her position as to not be herded into a corner or some precarious position.

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As she followed Marygold inside, she looked around for any possible thing she could use to tip the scales in their favor. Before she could do much though, someone came behind them shouting. She turned around to see none other than Iron Man before her. She met most of the X-men before and it wasn't like they were celebrities (well apart from Professor X who in her eyes could do no wrong), but yet the man before her was a legend in his own right. Powerful, wealthy, handsome. He had it all. It shouldn't be a surprised that Allison went a bit gaga at seeing him before her.

"Oh goodness, Mr. Iron Man sir. First off, hi how are you? I'm Allison huge fan of yours. Umm, if you don't mind me asking...what's a guin and why are you shouting for it and also why are you here? Not that we don't appreciate the help though! Oh no! We love help don't we Marygold? Yep, love it so much and I'm going to stop talking so you can talk now. Ok and.....done."

Oshea Jackson

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Down goes Frazier! Down goes Frazier! Ali with the knockout!

Bright lights and a shouting crowd, Oshea heard all the jeers--except they were in his head. Oshea planned to show Quicksilver how fast he really was but it didn't go quite as he planned. It was time to regroup, just as soon as he could gather his wits. Oshea had been in a few fist fights before; he had been an amateur boxer, so he was used to getting rocked. In boxing, there was one rule for getting knocked down--get back up. Once the white flashes dimmed and he regained his senses, he had to resort to another plan and he had no time to observe his surroundings; nor could Oshea let Quicksilver mount an offensive.

Then Oshea looked around; there was so much space. Somehow, he had to confine the fight and give Quicksilver nowhere to run. It was time to take this fight indoors. His mind raced as he thought up his plan--what was he going to do if he managed to get inside? He didn't know and it didn't matter. In a burst of speed, he blitzed to the inside of the plant and into a confined hallway near the entrance. Rook to A7. Now, he would try for the rope-a-dope.

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Cassandra Reed
Cassandra is unable to wake up Beast, and Wolverine seems to not be paying any attention to her as he and Sabretooth continue rolling around. He manages to land a hit on Sabretooth, slashing him across the arm with his claws. Sabretooth roars as he manages to throw Wolverine off of him before charging at him yet again. These two are fighting like cats and dogs.

Starkette
Nothing really happens, but she will notice Marygold head back outside after popping her head in briefly. Starkette will be unable to be able to repair the console.

Oshea Jackson and Damon Fawkes
The bird that Damon released will see Oshea rushing inside, with Quicksilver close behind. Seems like he is falling into Oshea's trap, but not before he gets another shot in. Quicksilver punches Oshea square in the nose, and a loud crack could be heard. His nose was broken and bleeding, but he manages to get Quicksilver into the hallway with him."What? You didn't see that coming?"

Ayita Dyrkin
She manages to keep Ayita keeping Scarlet Witch distracted, but it still seems like luck is not on her side. Scarlet Witch hurls several large crates at Ayita, and each one hits her. A piece of one of the crates snaps off and lodges itself in Ayita's back left leg. It starts bleeding heavily, she is probably going to need some medical attention.

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Marygold turned around and facepalms. She knew who he was, even before Allison started freaking out and fan-girling next to her. He was annoying, and the fact that he had to show up now of all times made her life even more difficult. She looked at him, and had to surpress the urge to yell. Marygold walked over to him, ignoring Allison in the process, and held out her hand. "Hello there Mr. Stark. Guin has told me a lot about you. My name is Mary Isley, I'm a friend of hers. If you don't mind though, we are kind of in the middle of something, so if you could come back, in say oh, an hour or so, that would be much appreciated".

"Uh, Mary? From NYU? You study plants," he responded as he looked at the staircase that she had made, "I can tell. Now I'm not going anywhere until you tell me where Guin is. NOW MARY!"

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<sub>Excuse me for a second, I'm going to just leave this here *Wade leaves image and goes back to reclining* This is kind of what I see going on between Wolverine and Sabretooth


Wade would you stop that!</sub>

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Cassandra looks over towards Wolverine and Sabertooth as the two of them continued to go at it, she wasn't sure which of the two would end up coming on top. Her immediate concern was to check on Beast as well as her injured arm, Cassandra went to check on Beast's pulse letting out a slight sigh he was still alive. However as she rolled Beast over slightly she looked down to see a deep gash in his arm, then her hand went to check his head. She saw the cut in the back of his head from when Sabertooth threw him against the wall, that would probably be the worse injury that she could see.

Cassandra groaned slightly as she used her good arm to try and help Beast sit up somewhat, but the man was really heavy as she looked around still Sabertooth and Wolverine were fighting. Which was good, she probably wouldn't survive another attack from Sabertooth and right now she was a sitting duck. She couldn't leave Beast alone, Cassandra went to her radio to whoever was listening. "This is Agent Reed, Beast is down I need help getting him to the Blackbird." Cassandra said looking back at Beast as she tried to get the man to wake up or any sort of response from him.

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Damon winced as he watched Oshea get his nose broken. The humming bird itself seeming to wince along with it. Though neither the bird nor Damon could exactly see the process, they could see the resulting after math. A dilemma arose before him. He knew very well he was no match for a speedster. The best chance he had to go up against quicksilver was surprise, but even then no arrow or animal was fast enough to hit the guy. With his luck he could end up hitting his team mate instead. And, no matter how much he disliked the guy he was not one to shoot friendly fire. He was about to call back the small bird when he heard Agen reed over the radio.

"This is Agent Reed, Beast is down I need help getting him to the Blackbird."

Now that...that was something Damon could help with. The small hummingbird moved away from the speedster fight as it saw Damon gesture. It flew until it found Beast and then suddenly and swiftly flew back to damon. It shot back into his neck with a process that looked extremely painful and once more became ink upon his skin. He rolled his neck and quickly made his way to Agent Reed. "I have located you Agent Reed and Beast and Im moving toward you now." He made use of any cover he could until he made it there.

Damon crouched next to her and quickly put his arrow away and put the bow across his body. "Okay Agent Ill help you and provide as much cover as I can." He took a look at her arm and then gave a glance toward the sabertooth and wolverine fight. He shook his head and lifted up his shirt a tad to expose his chest tattoo. With almost too much eagerness two wolves wormed their way out of his body and then shook their fur in front of them. The wolves looked at the fight and then back at damon who shook his head and gestured toward beast. "Only two in case I need someone different." As if he needed to explain his reasoning for popping the tattoos he chose to pop out.

Damon Proceeded to take hold of one of beast's arms. "Okay...do you think you can get him up with your wounded arm? If not I can figure something out...making your arm worse will not help the long run" He seemed oddly calm in the chaotic situation...but that could very well be just his outward appearance.

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Judging from the screaming, Starkette figured she had a few moments before Stark came in, fuse blown and gasket popped and all. Even disabling the capacitors didn't seem to be helping much with the console--there was only so much damage that she could repair by hand. Heftier tools would be needed to fix this thing. And running on the clock, Starkette glanced down at her watch for a moment.

"What, no comment from you, huh?" Starkette asked, rolling her eyes at the watch. She'd need to make some major upgrades to the thing when she had a chance. It hadn't been too bad of a prototype, but still, it wasn't that great either. It had activated an emergency beacon after all and got Tony Stark of all people to come. Whatever protocol in its systems had called for that, she'd need to find it and disable it, pronto.

"I'm sorry, console love, but I'm going to have to relieve you of your duty," Starkette said. It'd be harder, but she technically didn't need the console itself. If she was able to find some extra wire, she could pull the console out and wire it manually. She wouldn't be able to change the use of power with just a few buttons, which was a major downside, but at least power would be back on. And there was only a large chance of getting shocked in the process too. Putting her hand on the edge of the console, she put her foot against the wall and tugged, popping the thing off with surprising ease.

It was a mess of cables and wires back there, none of which would be long enough to accomplish the task. But that gave her an idea, one that was just crazy enough to work. Pulling her headphones out of her pocket, Starkette looked back and forth between the headphones and the exposed mess of wires. It was just a glorified electrical connector, after all. There was a chance--a slim one, at that--that she'd be able to get it to work. All she needed to do was extend the reach of one wire, after all, so that way it could reach another one. And with those two touching, a current could run and hopefully, the plant's power would go back on.

"Tape, tape, tape..." Starkette muttered to herself, as she started to search the room. She'd need electrical tape to bind everything together.

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The crates hit her hard. Knocked from her feet, the wolf gave a high pitched yelp of pain as wood lodged into her hind leg. It was not pleasant to say the least. But she stood again, holding her wounded leg off the ground. Ayita snarled and gave a series of sharp gruttal barks. It was rare for her to make a noise such as that. Generally in her wolven form the growls and snarls were enough, with her howls besides. Ayita was so very tempted to shift, to tear into this woman in any form. But she was loath to leave her wolven form, worried the lodged piece of wood would interfere. She hadn't been wounded with a stuck object like this. Generally having enough sense to avoid hunters and other who would do such a thing to her. Her wolven mind wanted to slink off and lick her wounds, but Ayita clamped her proverbial jaws on the instincts throat. That was not their task right now.

But her human mind winced and was so very tempted to do the same. It hurt, and she could feel a concerning amount of blood falling down her leg. Then again, any of her blood was concerning to her. Injuries were cemented fully as bad. Well, if she couldn't talk to the others she would very well be the loudest alert system possible. So she barked and snarled and raged loudly in the way of wolves at the Scarlett Witch, mentally cursing the woman and her crates. Her form preparing to leap to a side and dodge should the woman attack again. With some scant luck she could possibly dodge. But attacking wasn't about to happen. Ayita bemusedly thought to herself this was exactly why wolves worked in packs. With a mental wail and anguished howl she continued her rant in snarls and barks at the Scarlette Witch and her bastardized relations, her eyes watching for any sign of attack as she limped back slightly. Cursing her lack of speaking ability.

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Blood streamed down his face--with a broken nose, he couldn't even breathe through his nostrils and could hardly see what was in front of him. The light protruding through the entrance door was all that kept him from total blindness. At first, Oshea had a clever plan. Now? He was quickly running out of options. With watery eyes and some minor swelling of his lower lids beginning to manifest, he was trapped. All he could do now was muster some kind of defense and hope his years of amateur fighting payed off. He didn't back against the wall, no, that was true cowardice; he put his hands in front of his face weakly, every nerve-ending he had sliced with agony. Somehow, he had to go on. He couldn't lose here. Who was going to keep Quicksilver in check if not him? Not that he was doing a great job of it at present, but still!

As a kid, Oshea dreamt of becoming like his heroes he saw on TV: King, Ali, Mandela, Beast, Professor X. They all seemed invincible then, and if his current predicament was indicative of the fallibility of idols Oshea had just been taught a bitter lesson. Oshea spent much of his life on his feet; then he felt his knees wobble before finally giving out from underneath him. There was going to be no glorious comeback, no mighty upset. It was over. The bell had rung, the white towel was thrown; Oshea was down for the count.

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It seemed she would be ignored for the moment. That was fine, she would make sure to talk to Tony later (could she call him Tony? Probably not. She would also need his autograph). It seemed that Guin was a person, but why would she be here of all places? The only ones here were the X-men, (no one names Guin there), The Brotherhood (who she doubted Iron Man would be looking for), and the SHIELD agents (who...wait..). It clicked almost instantly. Perhaps Guin was a SHIELD agent? She hardly knew the two women, perhaps one of them knew where Guin was.

She wanted to speak her thoughts, but she felt a pulse of something in her mind. It was like she was having a vision, but she didn't see anything. It was a weird feeling, but not one she disliked. If anything, she felt a stronger sense. She looked up and one of the lights above was shaking a bit. Before she knew it, it started to fall over Marygold. She quickly held her hand up "Marygold, look out!" Suddenly the pulse was back. She felt a shortness of breath, but all together she was fine. That is until she looked up at the light.

It was floating.

Above Marygold.

Floating!!!

Not only was it floating as if by magic, but it seemed it was because of her. She gasped vocally as she held the light there. "Umm...what is happening? Why is this happening? I've never been able to do this before. What is....who is...why the....help?!?" She pleaded with Marygold or Iron Man or, frankly, anyone to help her out.

What the hell was going on?

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Damon Fawkes and Cassandra Reed

Beast groans slightly as Cassandra tries to move him. He manages to open his eyes and see the two of them, before they roll back and close again. He needs medical attention, very quickly, otherwise he might not last much longer. Both of you know of two different ways you can get away from the plant with Beast to get help. Either the Blackbird, but neither of you would know really how to fly it. There is also the option of taking the car that is parked out front that Damon and Wolverine used to get there. Or you could possibly hope that the Blackbird has sufficient medical supplies in its first aid kit to at least stabilize him without someone having to leave.

Oshea Jackson
Quicksilver laughs at Oshea, grinning at him. "You thought you could keep up with me didn't ya? Well, clearly you were wrong", he said with a grin, and put a lot of speed in his one foot, landing hard on Oshea's right leg. With a loud crack, a sound that could only be Oshea's leg snapping in half. The bone was sticking out through his skin. "Looks like you ain't getting up for a while," he said with a laugh, and ran off again, leaving Oshea on the ground.

Ayita Dyrkin
Scarlet Witch gives off a small laugh, then continues to hurl large crates at Ayita. She doesn't seem to really appreciate the barking of the wolf, even if she is injured. Several of them miss her, but one manages to just clip Ayita in the head with a corner. A small cut starts bleeding above her right eye. Nothing too serious though, looks like the Witch is just trying to shut her up now.

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"Alright alright already! She's inside the building right now, though I have no idea what she is doing at the moment," she said, when she heard Allison shout out. The light above her was falling, and she immediately raised her hands to brace for impact, but it never came. Looking up, she saw the light was floating, and Allison was freaking out. "Calm down Allison. Just my luck, this had to happen now when I'm dealing with him. Look Allison, this might actually be a blessing in disguise. Your powers are evolving, honestly I would have thought they mentioned this back at the Institute. Look, just lower the light to the ground, and follow me inside. Mr. Stark, you can tag along if you want. Guin is doing something, and hopefully not something that'll make the plant explode".

She went in through the window, hoping that Allison was able to lower the light and follow her. Stark was following her, so at least she could deal with that right away. Inside, Scarlet Witch was pounding on Ayita, but she couldn't really see Starkette anywhere. She only knew where she had been. "Sorry Stark, I don't see her anymore, but knowing her, Guin probably went to go mess with the consoles at the front. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to see about helping Ayita," she said as she started rushing over to Ayita and Scarlet Witch.

Starkette
Fun times, she is having problems finding electrical tape. A gust of wind comes rushing from the front of the building, and she can hear something, or someone nearby. Suddenly, Quicksilver is there, his tape player is blaring so she can hear the music blasting from it. He is holding the tape she needs in his hand. "Looking for this?" he asks with a grin, holding it in his hand.

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Cassandra looked over to hear Beast's groans as she saw him opening his eyes, then Damon finally came up to the group looking down at her arm which was still bleeding. But Beast needs the most medical attention, he needed to get treated as soon as possible as she thought of a way to try and find a way for them to both get what they needed. "I'll be fine, just help me support him till we get to the Blackbird." She knew that they would have a medkit there onboard, but she didn't know how to actually fly the jet off. Sure she knew how to control a quinjet and knew the basic controls of the Zephyr, but she didn't know anything about the controls for the X-Men's personal flight transport.

Cassandra knew basic first aid which was pretty much what every SHIELD agent received training for incase they were down or another fellow agent was. She watched as Sabertooth and Wolverine were completely occupied with one another to pay attention to them, groaning loudly in pain as she managed to get him up. She started to wonder how the others were doing, Cassandra was also very worried about Starkette being her first combat mission she was alone with Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch. But she had backup from the other X-Men, as she started to make her way slowly towards the Blackbird.

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Starkette heard the gust of wind before company arrived, the short haired brunette looking up from her work to find herself face to face with none other than Pietro Maximoff. Raising a bit of an eyebrow, she noted the electrical tape dangling from his hands. It would've been a thoughtful gesture, had he been on their side. But the only people Starkette expected would want to help them would be the Avengers and she doubted a Maximoff would ever join that team.

"Sweet taste in music. Bit more popular than Uptown Girl but...You know, we can't all be hipsters," Starkette shrugged. The only other person she knew with taste in music that old was Captain America, though his stuff dated a few decades earlier.

But the silver haired "man" just kept grinning at her. Even the slightest movement of her hand to try to grab the tape caused him to lift it a few inches higher, taking advantage of her short stature. She had her mother to blame for it, though her father wasn't one of the tallest people in the world either. Rolling her eyes slightly, Starkette knew that the man was a speedster. He was faster than she ever could be. But at the same time, the man was cocky.

"Do you listen to Duran Duran and stuff?" Starkette asked, her eyes locked up towards Quicksilver and the tape, while she quickly kicked at his legs, effectively sweeping him to the ground. But the man, a good half a foot and then some taller than Starkette and with faster reflexes, dragged her down as well. By the time the two of them hit the ground, Quicksilver was on top of her in a rather compromising position.

"Whoops, sorry about that. You know, you're kinda cute," Quicksilver chuckled, still holding that damn electrical tape out of Starkette's reach. S.H.I.E.L.D.'s youngest agent tilted her head at him slightly, before realizing that he likely didn't know that she was a human. And you know, per his daddy dearest's visions, would be killed or enslaved or something in the new world order.

"Thanks, you too. You should come to my b-day party in a few weeks," Starkette replied, before ramming her knee upwards with all the force she had. She connected with her target--Quicksilver's family jewels--but given that he was, once more, a speedster and on top, Quicksilver managed to stop most of the blow. But in the process, Starkette was also able to grab the tape, holding it tightly in her hands. Livin' On a Prayer continued to play in the background.

"Hey! No need to get cranky!" Quicksilver protested, clearly amused with the entire situation. Starkette groaned and rolled her eyes, unable to get out from underneath him. For the moment, he had her pinned. Grabbing the tape had been a saving grace, but it was the only stroke of good luck she had so far.

"Hate to break it to you, Silver Balls, but I'm not a mutant," Starkette explained. "I'm one of those nasty little human things that hides under your bed at night and goes boo!"

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Damon took the groan and the eyes rolling back as beast needing medical attention even more urgently. He paused before looking at Cassandra. His raised brow show that he clearly did not fully believe her, but beast was not doing very well at all, so he heaved beast up. The guy was a hefty one, but with two people they could slowly make their way to that blackbird. He gave a soft whistle which caused the wolves to position themselves protectively. One was closer to them and the other went slightly further out, clearly as more of a scout or first line of attack while the other one was more defensive.

Before he even started to take a step, the wolf closer to them tilted its head and let out a soft woof sound. Damon blinked and heard the sounds of a distressed wolf which was clearly distressing his wolf. The wolf seemed to plant his paws and stare Damon down clearly it was not going anywhere until Damon did something. Damon rolled his eyes before pulling off his glove with his teeth to expose the spider tattoo on his hand. The spider crawled out of his skin and looked up at damon. "Go help Ayita. Do what you can." The spider raised its front legs before hopping down and skittering toward the sound.

Satisfied the wolf turned and Damon started moving...part of him wondering why he couldn't fully control the ink beasts and how damn convenient it would be if he could...but no they had free will.


The deep russet colored spider with black tribal swirls ran its way toward the sound of the distressed wolf. Its legs carried it quickly to its destination and it was just small enough to run right in. It spotted the wolf and raised its front legs before waving them in what appeared to be delight. Clearly the creature liked this being and upon seeing a crate thrown at the wolf seem incredibly distressed.

The spider's front legs hit the floor a few times. This simply wouldn't do. It had to help! Its body tilted sideways before it skittered its way to the wolf and ran up her leg to launch itself off of her snout like a diving board. Apparently the hand sized funnel spider shaped creature intended to land on the evil woman's face. Its fangs very visible along with the long face grabbing appendages. It apparently wanted to distract the bad person long enough for the good wolf to attack. It seemed to also be hissing as it flew through the air toward the face with its fangs twitching.

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She dodged several of the crates, trying to keep her movements limited. But one managed to get a lucky clip on her forehead, the blood ran into her fur. It was not serious, and the wolf snarled. This woman had laughed at her and now was trying to kill her apparently. Ayita was not in a pleasant mood. About to lunge forward and to hell with the wood lodged in her leg, her ears twitched as she heard a skitterng sound. On her back. Her ears went flat as she considered how to best rend thus new thing limb to limb. About to turn on it, she paused as a slide sprig boarded off her about at the Scarlett Witch.

Damon's creatures, Ayita realized with a slight relief. He was a a competent sort, for a human anyways. And pretty good with a bow to boot. If his little spider was here, he was about as well. A bit of fortune in this situation. She snapped her jaws and grunted as she took the advantage the slide gave her to go low. Trying to sink her fangs into the witch's leg. Wounded or no, this was a chance and two attacking at once stood a higher chance to hit than one alone. Worse come to worse, she would suffer more wounds. But this was looking like her best chance and Ayita was going to teach Scarlett the meaning of her name.

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A shriek escaped Oshea's lips which could be heard for at least a block. Never in his life had he felt such agony, every nerve in his body fell into shock. For a few seconds, he didn't feel anything at all; he felt weightless. Oshea felt his conscious slipping and his heart smashing against his chest. It would not be long before he lost complete consciousness, and so he knew he had to contact anyone in the vicinity. With what strength he had left, he removed his communicator from his belt and chimed

"Grngh! Ugh. . . man down, God--look at it! Oooooohhhh @#&#! $#!@! Somebody. . . help! Need--" static, his voice faded from the channel. Sat on cold steel, blackness pulsated over Oshea's visage. He was too weak to fight it, and could only hope someone would come to his aid. Strength spent, his bald cranium fell back against the wall for support and once more the darkness came. Weighted, it pulled him further from waking life and into the silence of the unconscious.

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Allison just stared at Marygold. She was under no impression this type of thing could or would happen, yet here she was delicately balancing a light above Marygold's head with her freaking mind! Allison nodded before she set the light down. She breathed a sigh of relief, but Marygold was already on her way. She would have some words later, especially with the Professor.

She followed Marygold around to where Ayita was battling with Scarlet Witch. She didn't know what to do, but she now had another tool at her disposal. She felt a bit better knowing that now. She had a new power, but she didn't know much about it. Still, it was handy. She looked at Marygold, unsure as to how to progress from here.

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You two luck out in getting away. Wolverine is able to keep Sabretooth occupied as the two of you move Beast in the direction of the Blackbird. It is not a short walk though, so it takes a while for you to get there. No one stops the two of you though, so maybe your luck is truly turning around, as eventually, the two of you manage to make it to the Blackbird.

Oshea Jackson

You manage to regain consciousness, and the pain returns almost immediately. Oshea is going to be able to stand up and limp, but you will definitely not be able to run. There isn't really much he can do though, but the sounds of the fighting in the main room can be heard. He might be able to sneak around unnoticed by Scarlet Witch or Quicksilver if he was lucky though.

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Marygold looked as she saw a large spider spring at Scarlet Witch. It was a decently large spider, and she figured she might have freaked if something crawled up her leg without warning. She had to give props to Ayita about that later. The spider misses Scarlet Witch, but it does call her attention to it momentarily as she throws it away from her. She had no idea what Stark was going to do, but she needed to do something right now. Mary was just happy that the window they had gone through was still open, giving her better access to her own powers. Allison looked a little lost though, and Marygold knew that the girl wasn't very good in combat situations.

"Allison, try and see if you can use that newfound power of yours and throw some crates back at her," she said as she started focusing her own abilities. The window soon became overgrown with plant life, as she started pulling it into the building, so that she could do something with it. Marygold wasn't too sure what she would do with it, but it was a good thing to keep her options open.

Starkette
"You act like I would actually care about that? I only do what my father says, most of the time anyway," Quicksilver said, still giving her a grin. The sound of engines almost could be heard coming closer to the two of them. Starkette will immediately recognize it as the Iron Man suit. Tony Stark comes up, and blasts Quicksilver off of Starkette. "Get away from my kid!" he yells out and the turns to look at Starkette. "What the hell do you think your doing Guin?" he said, and Starkette can tell that he is not happy.

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Quicksilver had to be about the oddest foe Starkette had ever faced, though in all fairness, he was one of a very few. She hadn't been in combat before, after all. However, that didn't stop the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent from looking at him quizzically and laughing a little bit. He had struck her as a rebel and here he was, claiming that he was only doing this because his father told him to? It didn't make sense to Starkette, most likely as she rarely did what her own father told her to do.

"That's stupid. What's the point in life without a little rebellion?" Starkette said, chuckling a bit. "You know what? Tomorrow, stop by Stark Tower around ten o'clock. Ask for Happy--he'll have something for you."

She kept her hand clutched tightly around the tape, keeping it out of Quicksilver's reach. She knew the mutant could decide to use his super speed at any moment and the only thing preventing him from taking that tape would be a death grip on it. Even then, odds were that he could still snatch it from her. Of course, her train of thought was interrupted when she heard the sound of engines--the Iron Man suit. A second later the mutant was blasted off of her and Starkette looked up at Tony Stark.

It certainly wasn't the weirdest thing he had caught her doing.

"First, I'm not a kid. I'm an adult," Starkette began, detail obsessive as always. "Secondly, I know you're pissed as hell but we have more important things to do. We need to get power back to this plant right now or Magenta, Master of Metal and Shit is going to be able to take D.C." She then slowly got up to her feet and quickly yanked back and forth on her headphone cable, until the ends with the earbuds and the end with the adaptor snapped off.

"So you can either help me, Dad, or you can watch Silver Balls over there," Starkette finished, hurrying back over to the console and beginning to tape the ends of the wires to the two wires needed to restore power to the plant. If she was incredibly lucky, it would work.

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Cassandra looked towards Damon, she knew that this wasn't a good situation for Beast she just truly hoped that they could get Beast stable in the Blackbird, she watched as one of Damon's wolves looked towards Damon. Then a few seconds later he pulled off his glove, her eyes staring down at the spider. Spiders at times did freak Cassandra out, but she didn't say anything as she watched the creepy thing climb off his hand and skittered off in the direction towards the Power Plant. She would let the occasional groan in pain as she did her best to try and keep her arm elevated to try and keep from the blood from her wound to flow slower.

Cassandra would watch in the distance as Wolverine and Sabertooth continued at it, which was very good they wouldn't have to deal with him at least for now. The walk took a while they moved slowly through the trees, until they were finally at the Blackbird she moved over and laid Beast down onto the floor. "Keep his head still, the head injury seems to be the worse of it." She told Damon as Cassandra quickly started searching for the med kit that was onboard, and started to search through it.

Then she heard Oshea's voice over the radio, she could hear the pain in his voice and then the static on his end, looking over towards Damon. "I'll tend to Beast, go and check up on Oshea he may need help." Cassandra said, she was injured herself so far it was just the pain but she didn't feel like passing out at the very moment.