~L L A V I D E L A R O S A & L U C A S P I L G R I M~
I N T E R A C T I N G W I T H: @DrewVonAwesome T H E X A V I E R I N S T I T U T E - T H E D A N G E R R O O M 4:27'So this is what impudent looks like,' Llavi thought to himself as Darren took off before he had a chance to react. Unbridled irritation nettled him as he tried to focus on his task at hand. Unfortunately, the anger strengthened his Ichor, making it that much harder to clear his head.
He didn't have much time to think as an upended trash can came his way. An Ichor-coated arm met the trash can as Llavi swatted it away and turned to Luke. "I will kill him myself when this simulation is over," he told him, side-stepping to avoid another piece of flung debris. "But we have got to move."
Their chances didn't seem good to Llavi, but submission was not an option he entertained.
"Can you create an opening for me? Something to pause this?" Llavi planted his feet and delivered a swift blow to incoming mailbox, deflecting it.
"I'm going to see if I can't get the luchador to come our way a little.""Oh yeah, keep him in front of this building and all that." Luke muttered with an annoyed tone as he watched the Inflating Boy run up a wire escape.
"He probably doesn't even have the guts to jump. Not that he's short guts..." Luke added with a mumble.
"None of this will stop the friggin' Juggernaut anyways..." Luke muttered as he placed both hands out in front of him. A flash of light exploded from his hands as he attempted to draw the Juggernaut's attention away from Llavi. The hulking man barreled forward, temporarily blinded as he smashed through a lamp post.
"C'mon!" Luke taunted as he fired another blinding blast.
"So, we should just sit and twiddle our thumbs around because things got tough?," Llavi shot back as he ventured forward. He was almost too late to shield his eyes from the resulting explosion of light. Even being farther away, he didn't want to take any chances. As the Juggernaut swerved to hit the light pole, momentarily disoriented, Llavi darted forward a few meters, putting a little distance betweting a little distance between him and Luke. His Ichor began to well again, flowing up his arms as he planted his feet.
Llavi extended his hands parallel (sp?) to the ground, letting the Ichor from his Hot Spots and gravity do the work as he concentrated on the rapid secretion of his
Oya's Blood. The Ichor halted in midair, collecting and gathering. He kept an eye on Luke and the Juggernaut, praying for just a bit more time. They didn't have much.
There weren't the best team for this match up, Luke knew it, Llavi knew and Darren hopefully knew it as well. Luke had studied the X-Men's history, he knew that the Juggernaut could only be defeated by either magic or psionics. Both the team was rather lacking on. So the best they could hope for was 'Participation Marks'.
Gambit was a dick.
Focussing a blast of laser from his hands, Luke struck Cain's helmet attempting to knock it off. At the very least, Llavi or Darren could suffocate him. Losing himself in looking around, Luke looked up to see the Juggernaut suddenly on top of him as the giant sent him flying through the simulated streets of New York.
As Luke sailed past him Llavi cursed himself for focusing on the Ick Ball before him. He launched it now, seeing it as the perfect opportunity. Winding back his fist, The Ichor coated his fist once more, then another, greating a small glove of sorts. He directed a 3-Hit combo at the sphere, stopping the first two just shy of the thing and using the third and most powerful punch to send it toward the Juggernaut as a deceptively fast speed. He man had just enough time to turn around and put his arms of to shield himself. The ball exploded on impact covering the Juggernaut in the black tar-like substance. Llavi glanced back to where Luke had been flung. He had to buy them some time.
External sentient control of his Ichor became more challenging the further it was from his body, but Llavi pushed his limit, focusing on the Juggernauts face. It was a simple command really, but it wore on Llavi. The ichor hardened around the Juggernaut's face, the bits of Ichor on the mask also pooling to the eyes. The Juggernaut thrashed around more, his sight completely hindered for the time being. Llavi turned and darted for Luke, helping him up.
"We may not be able to win, but let's at least go out with grace. I'm sorry I could not stop him before he was on you," Llavi apologized.