Jamie poked his head into the rec room and grinned. There it was, in all its big screen glory, the TV of his dreams, complete with a few of the most popular gaming platforms. And for once no one was using it.

He ran and jumped over the back of the couch and landed on the cushions with a bit of a bounce. Jamie started going through the games spread out on the table and grinned as he saw one of his favorites from home. "Yes!"

It was a matter of seconds before he had the machine up and running. Once that was done he sat himself down and started fighting his way through the levels of the shooting game, with all the yelling and whooping and hollering he could muster.

Playing the game on a TV screen this big was so awesome! "Gotcha! Oh, yeah! You're goin' down, alien scum! Take that!"

Jamie was in ten year old heaven. So what if he had math homework waiting for him?

Hank had been a busy, busy man. He hadn't slept much since they'd been brought back to the mansion, but he hadn't really minded. He could survive off much less sleep than the average person, and besides, his patients came first. They always came first. When he thought of them, of how much they had been put through, he found that extra bit of resolve that kept him awake and plodding on. Not only that, but Ethan had been kind enough to bring an automatic coffee maker down, and had supplied Hank with plenty of coffee. The man was entirely too kind, and Hank made a mental note to thank him when he had a chance.

He had taken a short nap in his office while he had a break, but now he was rested enough that he was ready to tackle the mystery that was the strange girl named Laura. Perhaps she was an offspring of Logan's, which, considering the fact that the man only had about fifteen years worth of memories, it wouldn't such a stretch that he simply didn't remember her at all. If he had even any memories of her to begin with. Hank had been following this conclusion, up until the point that he was studying her test results.

Now that... that was interesting.

With a thoughtful "hmm," he picked up his cell phone and dialed Logan's number. He explained to him that the results were in, and he was available to go over them now, if Logan wanted.

Now he just had to wait. While he was at it, he poured himself another cup of coffee and flipped through the results again. "How peculiar," he murmured under his breath. Really, this was nothing short of amazing. Well, amazing and also rather disturbing.

((OOC: This takes place directly before the rescue mission. :D))

Laura had refused to leave the relative safety of Matty's arms since the moment she had launched herself into them. Matty would rock her and quietly sing to her. The girl would sleep fitfully, whimpering as she tried to escape whatever nightmare plagued her dreams, and Matty would pet her hair, murmuring soothing words. When their meals were brought to them, Laura wouldn't eat until after Matty had taken her first bite, and then she'd stuff as much of the food into her mouth as she could. Matty figured the girl had been on her own for some time. She reminded Matty so much of the scared little girl she had been once upon a time.

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Who: The X-Men, abductees, NPC!Guards, NPC!Labcoats, Sentinels
What: rescue mission
When: Friday night
Rating: Gonna make this a strong R
Status: Open
Warnings: Rating is for violence, you know that'll happen in spades. It's going up now but don't feel like you need to tag in right away, while the action will only take place in the space of hours this'll be open all week to make sure everyone can get in and get their shit done.

Any questions? Shoot 'em our way.

((this post is extra-long because I tacked Brenna's torture scene on)

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There had been no missions since the school had been rebuilt. It was almost unspoken that the X-Men needed to focus solely on their own after a time when so many of them had been lost inexplicably, and Logan had been loathe to break the status quo. Not really his usual state of being but his actions no longer affected just him.

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( Oh, was he begging? )

There were few things that could piss Matty off as much as being captured and thrown into a cage. It had happened a few times, and it never ended pretty, at least not for her captors. They had a tendency to wind up dead. Matty didn't like being locked in cages.

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