wedonot | FIFTY NINE ✖ VOICE/SPAM

[Warden Filter + Doyle - backdated to After Alex's Post]

I want to make one thing explicitly clear: Ben was not responsible for the attack on Dr. Kozak. He's been thoroughly cleared, and it's fairly evident that someone is trying to frame him for the act. Rhade and several other people are investigating the matter thoroughly, and if anyone has any further information, we would appreciate hearing it.

[And anyone who goes after Ben anyway will have quite a bit of hell rained down on them. B(]

[CTS Spam for Erik, Jean and Alex]

[Charles has been taking preparations for port very seriously. Probably borderline obsessively seriously, and although there's a vague part of him that knows it's not healthy to throw yourself into something like this this hard, he's largely ignored it, because he'll be damned if the Admiral's vacation destinations catch him off guard again.

The four of them have been training in the CTS almost every morning since the idea was proposed, and while Charles initially regretted being so gung ho about doing it this early (and might have required some nagging to actually get out of bed on the first day), he's adapted and taken anything that gets thrown at them in stride.

Including, apparently, when the CTS decides to give them a scenario out of a B-horror movie, because about fifteen minutes into the simulation, the burnt out wasteland they found themselves in was suddenly populated by quite a few - well. They looked like zombies, and Charles hoped to God wherever they were going wasn't actually going to be a place like this.

It was still disorienting to not be able to use his telepathy to communicate and keep track of everyone, but he was trying to adjust, and he glanced behind him quickly to judge how far ahead of their opponents they were.]

They've definitely spotted us, we should get moving.

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Oh god. [ He looks a little horrified.]

That don't make any sense though.

What do you mean?

I didn't want Ben to be a killer or anything but for me to get a vision o' Ben with a body and then to see this that someone's tryin' to set him up it doesn't make much sense to me.

The visions normally aren't that far off, this isn't me sayin' I want Ben to be guilty. I don't I'm just at a loss.

Maybe it's a vision of something else. [Although that's. Not really super reassuring.]

That'd be a scary thought man, that means there's more death to come. [ That idea alone makes him uneasy.]

I just hope that I didn't unknowingly set off a witch hunt.

[Charles bites back the comment about how the Admiral had made it sound as if more death to come was basically unavoidable, with the upcoming port.]

He's got a very good group of people looking out for him. Even if anyone attempts it, they won't get very far. And it isn't as if you did it intentionally.

[Doyle nodded looking a little less worried.]

That's good to know, I don't want nothin' to happen to the guy. It's true but it doesn't mean I don't think part o' the blame falls on me even accidentally.

It's not your fault. I can put you in touch with Alex to see how you can help them make sure Ben's alright?

[Alex had noticed them, too, and was also feeling pretty uncomfortable not being powerless. At the same time, of all the people he could be trapped with a horde of zombies with, he probably wouldn't trust anybody more than these three.]

[He glanced back as well, then forward, scanning the way ahead.]

I'm guessing hiding's probably not the best option here. But we can probably outrun them.

[Jean has recognised the relentless, obsessive drive, but made no comment; she knows exactly where it comes from, and she hasn't been much better herself. She gets up early, goes to bed late. Even when she's not training, she's running through scenarios in her head. Attack. Avoid. Escape.

It's exhausting, physically and mentally, but in a satisfying sort of way. She's going to push herself and she's going to make it count and no one is going to get captured or tortured or killed.

She meets Alex's eyes and nods.]

I think that's our best bet. We can't take all of them. [A slight frown.] Maybe if we split up...

[On one hand, he could have done without the zombies. On the other, it's easier not to compartmentalize your guilt when you fight ambling corpses. Erik shakes his head briefly at Jean, already moving forward, away from the hoard, with knees bent and head low.]

If we split up, we're that much farther from whoever may need help. We need higher ground.

And something to fight with. [And while the CTS didn't provide weapons, it did give you some things to work with, and that was better than nothing.

Still. They were sort of scraping the bottom of the barrel here, and he tried not to worry too much about it. They would figure something out. There was no guarantee they'd have much to defend themselves with in port, either.] The buildings are on higher ground, and they may have something we can use in them.

[It's a suggestion, not an order, because he still doesn't really know what he's doing in a lot of ways.]

[Alex nods.]

Buildings it is.

[He starts off, taking point because, other than maybe Erik, he's the strongest of them without powers. He keeps the other three in his peripheral vision, though, refusing to get too far ahead. No splitting up.]

[Jean simply nods. It's difficult, to turn her back on the zombies - zombies - but she does it, keeping pace with the others as they run for the buildings.

She was hoping they wouldn't find interference, but - ]

There's something moving in that alley! [She's too far away to see, and they're obscured in the shadows between the buildings.]

[Her smile is slight but sincere.] Thank you, Charles.

[And his is sort of self depreciating and awkward.] You don't need to thank me, Barbara.

Why not? Not everyone uses their abilities at to help people, Charles, and that's all you ever do.

All I try to do, anyway.

That's all anyone can do.

Thank you. I'm glad at least a few people understand I'm not secretly trying to manipulate everyone using my abilities.

[A slight, assuring smile.] Please. That takes a certain kind of asshole and you're not it.

Just because someone can do something doesn't mean they will. That should be basic sense.

Apparently it's too complicated for some people to wrap their minds around.

Fear makes people stupid.

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