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Genosha: The Unrelenting Struggle: Fight the Power
Jenny meets with several of the rescued mutants, to discuss their next move.
"That's the last of the maps." The older man said, as he dropped them on the wood planks that they were using as a table in the tent. They were mostly tourist or road maps, with hardly any topological features on them, although people familiar with the area had made what notes they could. Liam had asked to stay, watching from the corner quietly as they gathered around the table. It couldn't have been an odder group - a blue furred demon, a whitehaired weatherwitch, a greying junkie in withdrawal, an over-achieving X-Man and a sixteen year old rebel leader.
But there they were.
Kurt reached for the nearest map, glancing over the handwritten notes on it, then looked back up at Jenny. "So, Miss Ransome. How did you come to be free?"
"I wish I knew," Jenny admitted. "After we were taken from New York, I was forced through the mutate process. It was..." She trailed off, a slight frown on her face. She didn't know how to explain it, and she wasn't sure she wanted to try.
"I was put on a train to Prenova, when I found myself... as myself. For some reason, the mutate conditioning didn't hold. So I escaped with a few others and here we are."
"You've done very well," Ororo said warmly, "You haven't just been subsisting, Jenny - you've gathered people to you, you've organised them, you've kept them safe... you could have just scattered to the wind but you've led them this far. I hope you realise how impressive that is."
"I've done my best," Jenny conceded with a smile. "But there's still so much to do. There's still a group working at Prenova that we need to break out." Her smile faded again. "That's been beyond us so far. Or, well, me. I don't know much about how to break people out of a facility like the one they're in."
Paige smiled warmly, looking up from where she had been unfolding maps, starting to puzzle them out into an overlapping whole. Putting down a glossy pamphlet urging visitors to "Leave it All Behind" - and wasn't that an understatement - she placed her hand over the younger girl's. "You've been amazing. And now you have help."
North was quiet as he looked over a map that looked like it had been torn from a road directory. His eyes were ringed by dark circles, dull blue orbs betraying his fatigue as he warred internally with drug withdrawal symptoms. Years of practice, however, kept him on his feet, poker face firmly in place although he would have liked nothing better than to slide to the floor and sleep until everything was over.
“Courses of action would depend on what we’re trying to achieve,” he said, social platitudes and niceties entirely beyond him. “Covert or overt, rescue only or maximum damage?”
Jenny smiled at Paige at her comment, before her attention turned to North and his question. She appreciated the words of support from both of the women, but she appreciated his directness more.
"Rescue only," Jenny replied firmly. "Genosha relies heavily on the work that they do, I don't want to cripple the operations." Whatever people had been saying about her, she still considered herself a loyal Genoshan, fighting to protect its people and ensure its future. She just didn't agree with what the people in power were doing to ensure that future.
"I think we are going to have to knock out the plant", Kurt told her gently. "It would be a major disadvantage for the Magistrates to be dealing with blackouts. But perhaps we can do something that can be repaired when all this is over." "Perhaps," Ororo said, pursing her lips. "But we must think of what we want to achieve with our actions - a rescue mission will need a distraction, and hitting the plant is the most obvious course of action."
Jenny's kid glove approach did not sit well with North, and he wondered if her resistance group could have achieved more without it. One did not win against ruthless and cruel bastards with that much magnanimity, after all. He dropped the map and picked up another, his silence a tacit agreement.
"How many are we looking to free?" He asked in a vague attempt to distract Jenny from protesting immediately. "And what kind of manpower do we have?"
"It's hard to say just how many mutants are there. Those who are considered the most dangerous are put to work there, and many died in the construction of the plant." Jenny resisted the urge to start chewing on her lip, or doing anything that would betray her nervousness.
"This group here is what we have in regards to manpower - and the rest of you, if you'll join us. I'm assuming the workers will fight on our side as well, unless they've had the mutate conditioning. Then it's hard to tell."
"Then we're going in this blind. We have to give ourselves every advantage we can," Paige answered. Tracing what could either be a river or main road on one of the maps with her finger, she frowned slightly. "There are too few of us and too many of them to begin with to be adding variables like an inability to plan for numbers without some kind of counterpoint."
"We have the advantage of a group of people experienced with this sort of foray - our people will be able to draw out the guards while you lead the rest into the plant. We cannot count on the workers, and they may well be against us when it comes down to it, so we will plan with what we have. Jenny - you know your people's strengths," Ororo said consideringly. "That will help us allocate tasks once you are inside. Kurt, I want you to begin to group our people together to counter the security forces - remember we have our powers now and we will need to make good use of them with our reduced numbers."
Kurt nodded. "We may be few, but they will not be expecting us, or know exactly what we can do. I will want Firestar and Jubilee, I think... and Wildchild and Cammie. Two for explosives, two for hand to hand."
Jenny winced at the mention of explosives, having listened carefully to the plans they were making. It seemed inevitable that Prenova would be brought down - she just hoped they'd be able to rebuild it again later.
"Just try not to make too much of a mess," she said in the lull, resigned to the plan.
"That's the last of the maps." The older man said, as he dropped them on the wood planks that they were using as a table in the tent. They were mostly tourist or road maps, with hardly any topological features on them, although people familiar with the area had made what notes they could. Liam had asked to stay, watching from the corner quietly as they gathered around the table. It couldn't have been an odder group - a blue furred demon, a whitehaired weatherwitch, a greying junkie in withdrawal, an over-achieving X-Man and a sixteen year old rebel leader.
But there they were.
Kurt reached for the nearest map, glancing over the handwritten notes on it, then looked back up at Jenny. "So, Miss Ransome. How did you come to be free?"
"I wish I knew," Jenny admitted. "After we were taken from New York, I was forced through the mutate process. It was..." She trailed off, a slight frown on her face. She didn't know how to explain it, and she wasn't sure she wanted to try.
"I was put on a train to Prenova, when I found myself... as myself. For some reason, the mutate conditioning didn't hold. So I escaped with a few others and here we are."
"You've done very well," Ororo said warmly, "You haven't just been subsisting, Jenny - you've gathered people to you, you've organised them, you've kept them safe... you could have just scattered to the wind but you've led them this far. I hope you realise how impressive that is."
"I've done my best," Jenny conceded with a smile. "But there's still so much to do. There's still a group working at Prenova that we need to break out." Her smile faded again. "That's been beyond us so far. Or, well, me. I don't know much about how to break people out of a facility like the one they're in."
Paige smiled warmly, looking up from where she had been unfolding maps, starting to puzzle them out into an overlapping whole. Putting down a glossy pamphlet urging visitors to "Leave it All Behind" - and wasn't that an understatement - she placed her hand over the younger girl's. "You've been amazing. And now you have help."
North was quiet as he looked over a map that looked like it had been torn from a road directory. His eyes were ringed by dark circles, dull blue orbs betraying his fatigue as he warred internally with drug withdrawal symptoms. Years of practice, however, kept him on his feet, poker face firmly in place although he would have liked nothing better than to slide to the floor and sleep until everything was over.
“Courses of action would depend on what we’re trying to achieve,” he said, social platitudes and niceties entirely beyond him. “Covert or overt, rescue only or maximum damage?”
Jenny smiled at Paige at her comment, before her attention turned to North and his question. She appreciated the words of support from both of the women, but she appreciated his directness more.
"Rescue only," Jenny replied firmly. "Genosha relies heavily on the work that they do, I don't want to cripple the operations." Whatever people had been saying about her, she still considered herself a loyal Genoshan, fighting to protect its people and ensure its future. She just didn't agree with what the people in power were doing to ensure that future.
"I think we are going to have to knock out the plant", Kurt told her gently. "It would be a major disadvantage for the Magistrates to be dealing with blackouts. But perhaps we can do something that can be repaired when all this is over." "Perhaps," Ororo said, pursing her lips. "But we must think of what we want to achieve with our actions - a rescue mission will need a distraction, and hitting the plant is the most obvious course of action."
Jenny's kid glove approach did not sit well with North, and he wondered if her resistance group could have achieved more without it. One did not win against ruthless and cruel bastards with that much magnanimity, after all. He dropped the map and picked up another, his silence a tacit agreement.
"How many are we looking to free?" He asked in a vague attempt to distract Jenny from protesting immediately. "And what kind of manpower do we have?"
"It's hard to say just how many mutants are there. Those who are considered the most dangerous are put to work there, and many died in the construction of the plant." Jenny resisted the urge to start chewing on her lip, or doing anything that would betray her nervousness.
"This group here is what we have in regards to manpower - and the rest of you, if you'll join us. I'm assuming the workers will fight on our side as well, unless they've had the mutate conditioning. Then it's hard to tell."
"Then we're going in this blind. We have to give ourselves every advantage we can," Paige answered. Tracing what could either be a river or main road on one of the maps with her finger, she frowned slightly. "There are too few of us and too many of them to begin with to be adding variables like an inability to plan for numbers without some kind of counterpoint."
"We have the advantage of a group of people experienced with this sort of foray - our people will be able to draw out the guards while you lead the rest into the plant. We cannot count on the workers, and they may well be against us when it comes down to it, so we will plan with what we have. Jenny - you know your people's strengths," Ororo said consideringly. "That will help us allocate tasks once you are inside. Kurt, I want you to begin to group our people together to counter the security forces - remember we have our powers now and we will need to make good use of them with our reduced numbers."
Kurt nodded. "We may be few, but they will not be expecting us, or know exactly what we can do. I will want Firestar and Jubilee, I think... and Wildchild and Cammie. Two for explosives, two for hand to hand."
Jenny winced at the mention of explosives, having listened carefully to the plans they were making. It seemed inevitable that Prenova would be brought down - she just hoped they'd be able to rebuild it again later.
"Just try not to make too much of a mess," she said in the lull, resigned to the plan.