Psylocke/Cyclops COMBO POST!
"That's how you want to play? Come with it, then!"
Psylocke takes what would be a perfect Ba Gua stance, with the exception of her right hand, which comes alive with the telltale fuchsia teardrop of her psychic knife. The assembled X-Men feel her presence recede from their minds as she does so...her knife has been referred to as "the focused totality of her telepathic powers" more than once, and, being such, takes total concentration of her psi-talents to use. It's a sacrifice she's willing to make, however, if it means taking down the animal that haunts her darkest nightmares.
But before she can take a step forward, strike with the weapon that burns in her fist, her enemy gives out an ungodly scream and collapses.
"All right...just for the record, I did not do that." More's the pity.
As the knife dissipates, she briefly ponders re-establishing the psychic link between the X-Men, but then realizes Creed is in no shape to be an intelligence hazard. Instead tabbing the intercom with a laquered fingernail, she calls Cyclops "the old-fashioned way."
"Target...er, down, Fearless. Now what?"
Scott shakes his head in wonderment at their luck...at the same time as he lets out a soft curse. Who knows how long Creed's going to be out for?
"We go with the original plan. The null-grav field accelerates healing...maybe not as effectively as a mutant healing factor, but it should at least stabilize him. I'll send Beast down once he's in custody, to do what he can. We don't want Sabretooth running around free and fully powered, but we can't afford to have him die on us yet, either."