Who: Betsy Braddock (Possibly open if anyone is interested) Where: Danger Room When: Tuesday after class What: Kicking some ass
*Meant as Narrative but if anyone wants to jump in feel free
Betsy Braddock had been in a crouching position when the Danger Room program started up. Her eyes were closed as she focused. She was purging her mind of all thoughts that were not relevant to combat. She kept her breathing steady as she reached into her belt loops and removed two small sais from there resting places. On her back was slung a kitana. She was attired in a form fitting body suit, combat boots and around her arms were wrapped strips of blue fabric that matched her body suit. Her gloves had holes cut out to leave her fingers bare, to make it easier to grasp the weapons in her hands. As the Danger Room began to execute the program she was running a door opened on the east and west wall. A gang of robotic beings emerged and began to spill out into the room. Holographic simulator's were switched on and the forms of the robots shimmered and changed until they took on the likeness of men dressed in military uniforms. They were faithful duplicates of military personnel right down to the impressive firearms they carried.
Though there were no bullets in those guns, they were equipped with energy rays that could leave a nasty sting if she happened to get shot. A confident smile graced Betsy's beautiful face as she tensed her muscles and slowly stood upright. As she opened her eyes the men in uniform advanced on her. Immediately Betsy sprang into action. In a series of well timed moves she attacked the group of robots slashing into them one after another with her sais as she advanced. As each man fell to the floor the holographic images shorted out returning them to the robotic heaps of metal they had been before. One of them managed to get up along her blind side and aimed his gun at her for a direct head shot. However Betsy caught the motion in her peripheral vision, and in seconds managed to drop her sais and unsheathe the kitana. Then just as his finger was about to pull the trigger back she swung the blade down slicing right through the gun.
The energy weapon exploded in the soldiers hand causing a shock to run through the robots circuitry. It fell to the floor smoking and sparking. With her kitana in one hand she concentrated her will to produce her psychic blade in the other. It shot out seemingly from nowhere into her open palm. It's purple energy crackling as it extended to the full length of a traditional blade. As the remaining robotic soldiers surrounded her she launched herself into a spinning move. With both blades she ether hacked through to the robots power cores or drove the psychic blade into their heads. The psy blade was able to disrupt the functionality of each cyborg's circuitry, proving itself to be just as effective as the blade made of steel in her other hand. When she finished her dance of destruction all the cyborgs lay at her feet. Some were throwing off sparks, and some were flickering as their power cores malfunctioned and shut down. Betsy blew a stray strand of hair from her face and returned the kitana to is scabbard. Then she released her concentrated will and the psy blade faded back into nothingness. "Not bad, if I do say so myself." She said smirking.