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Not What You Seem
Who: X-23, Shattered Glass Megatron
Where: Near Liege Maximo’s temple
What: X-23 attacks SG Megatron
When: Within the hour following X-23 waking, and just prior to the video post from SG Megatron requesting assistance
Warnings: Violence
Mere days. It had only been a handful of days since X-23 had allowed herself to be captured by the organization that had created her in order to attack the Supreme Hydra herself. Going down in a ship burning in flames should have been enough to cover her, to make them believe she was dead so that she could finally have a chance to live as more than a weapon.
Somehow…she had made a mistake.
Unfortunately it still remains unclear as to who had taken her. The towering ceilings, expansive rooms and halls, ornate structures with odd writing; none of it spoke of Hydra or SHIELD. The glowing mark on her upper arm is a new sort of branding she has not seen before either, and the symbol itself makes no sense. It does not resemble any sort of script that she has had exposure to during her training. A cursory examination of it also revealed no microchip in that area as she could feel nothing beneath her skin. Regardless of what the mark means, she has every intention of removing it as soon as she has found a secure enough location to attend to it appropriately.
Following her initial awakening, X-23 had not directly encountered any other robots except for the first one guarding her. She had heard others in the passages, and altered course or hid as needed to sneak her way around the presence. Strangely though, considering the amount of time it took for her to figure her way out of the enormous structure filled with crystalline forms that seem to twist into themselves, no alarm had been set off. Even a silent alarm should have produced some increased activity of the robots, or summoned human personnel to try to deal with her.
Her movement out of that first room should have triggered something.
Even as her mind continues to try to arrange some sort of understanding of what she faces, her focus remains on the task of escaping the location. With her hair brushing against the skin of her neck above the collar of her jacket, X-23 follows around the outside edge of the temple. Keeping her form low and close to the structure, she moves swiftly with no visible or audial sign of another presence immediately near. The landscape set in the mountains, though only given a brief glance over, is yet more that she does not recognize. For now, with no particular sense of location, she would seek the shortest route away from the fortress structure and avoid the pathways leading down to plateau areas.
Maneuvering around the front of the structure, her skin tightens in response to the cold of the air after being in the warmth of the temple. With light steps, she continues to hover inches from the outside of the temple until she comes around a corner. Pausing for only a second, she sees the two columns of white ahead as potential cover to break away without being immediately in direct sight of the towers above. X-23 darts swiftly away from the temple to duck around behind one column, hiding herself from the temple as she presses her back against the smooth metal.
Drawing in a deep breath, she exhales with her nerves on edge and her muscles taut with tension.
Where: Near Liege Maximo’s temple
What: X-23 attacks SG Megatron
When: Within the hour following X-23 waking, and just prior to the video post from SG Megatron requesting assistance
Warnings: Violence
Mere days. It had only been a handful of days since X-23 had allowed herself to be captured by the organization that had created her in order to attack the Supreme Hydra herself. Going down in a ship burning in flames should have been enough to cover her, to make them believe she was dead so that she could finally have a chance to live as more than a weapon.
Somehow…she had made a mistake.
Unfortunately it still remains unclear as to who had taken her. The towering ceilings, expansive rooms and halls, ornate structures with odd writing; none of it spoke of Hydra or SHIELD. The glowing mark on her upper arm is a new sort of branding she has not seen before either, and the symbol itself makes no sense. It does not resemble any sort of script that she has had exposure to during her training. A cursory examination of it also revealed no microchip in that area as she could feel nothing beneath her skin. Regardless of what the mark means, she has every intention of removing it as soon as she has found a secure enough location to attend to it appropriately.
Following her initial awakening, X-23 had not directly encountered any other robots except for the first one guarding her. She had heard others in the passages, and altered course or hid as needed to sneak her way around the presence. Strangely though, considering the amount of time it took for her to figure her way out of the enormous structure filled with crystalline forms that seem to twist into themselves, no alarm had been set off. Even a silent alarm should have produced some increased activity of the robots, or summoned human personnel to try to deal with her.
Her movement out of that first room should have triggered something.
Even as her mind continues to try to arrange some sort of understanding of what she faces, her focus remains on the task of escaping the location. With her hair brushing against the skin of her neck above the collar of her jacket, X-23 follows around the outside edge of the temple. Keeping her form low and close to the structure, she moves swiftly with no visible or audial sign of another presence immediately near. The landscape set in the mountains, though only given a brief glance over, is yet more that she does not recognize. For now, with no particular sense of location, she would seek the shortest route away from the fortress structure and avoid the pathways leading down to plateau areas.
Maneuvering around the front of the structure, her skin tightens in response to the cold of the air after being in the warmth of the temple. With light steps, she continues to hover inches from the outside of the temple until she comes around a corner. Pausing for only a second, she sees the two columns of white ahead as potential cover to break away without being immediately in direct sight of the towers above. X-23 darts swiftly away from the temple to duck around behind one column, hiding herself from the temple as she presses her back against the smooth metal.
Drawing in a deep breath, she exhales with her nerves on edge and her muscles taut with tension.