2012-10-24: Toys For The Techie


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Summary: Nigel brings Theo some toys to examine from the rescue operation.

Date: Wednesday, October 24, 2012. 8:30am.

Log Title: Toys for the Techie

Rating: PG

Xavier Mansion - Recreation Room

What was once the Parlor has been turned into a Recreation Room for the students. A nice plush carpet meets the light blue walls giving it a homey feel. A pool table at one end, a foos ball table at the other, and entertainment center with video game systems, movies, and of course, cable TV. Big comfy chairs and couches surround a coffee table for comfortable loafing. Long glass windows with a pair of French doors line one side of the room bringing in plenty of light during the day. The main rule in here is to clean up after yourself.

Nigel steps into the Rec Room, he has a rather large Duffle bag over his shoulder and looks around. Having Texted Theo to meet him here and saying it was important.

The technopath looks awake enough as he comes into the room. He isn't sluggishly shambling about or stumbling, but his face reveals someone who hasn't had enough sleep in a while. He's been busy trying to get as much info on the Purifiers as he can. While he was able to crash the primary network a while back, he knows that it would only be down for a couple days in the best case scenario, and the destruction he wreaked was most likely more of an annoyance than a critical blow. Still, it gave some good information for the more physically gifted in the school.
"Hey, what's the story?" he asks. His laptop dangles from his right hand, not tucked under his arm as a person might normally carry it. He makes his way to the couch, and drops it off at the side table.

Nigel grins as he sees Theo enter "Well we got everyone back alive.. trashed half of giants stadium to do it. Oh and the Church is using Sentinels.. so yeah that's alot of fun. But that's not why I called you, I got you some presents." He grins and moves to a table to set the dufflebag down with a definate metallic *clunk*.

Theo's brow arches. "Sentinels can be very fun. Let me get ahold of a few of them, and we can let those things do our fighting for us." He approaches the table, and folds his arms as he looks at the duffle bag. "So what'd you pillage?"
Nigel opens the bag and starts pulling out items. "Well I got a few Purifier Dart rifles.. a dozen or so fully active Mutant power nuetralizing darts.. and the big snag.." He pulls out a pair of metal collars "Not sure where the other two went.. but 2 fully functional power blocking collars. Now these things are just flat nasty. Kinda hoping you can find a way to either shut them down remotely or at least make a skeleton key that can unlock them." He grins a bit "I almost had a set of 1960s era Russian Battlearmor as well.. but SHIELD got a little pissy when I tried to hijack that one.. and I think somone was still in it."

A smug grin comes across the technopath's face. "Screw SHIELD. If they were doing their job we wouldn't have to do it for them. That's your tax dollars hard at work," he says. Theo picks up one of the collars and studies it for a moment. "These are good to have, but…" he puts it down and picks up one of the rifles. "This is what we really need to know how to stop. The flatliners can only rely on their technology to fight us. If we can take technology out of the game, they'll have to give up. The chances of them getting a collar on us without one of these goes down dramatically. Unfortunately, they will always have more guns. Maybe somebody better with chemicals than I am can come up with an antidote to this stuff." He picks up and shakes one of the darts. Doc McCoy would be best to ask about them." He places it back on the table, and then pulls a small hand sanitizer bottle from his pocket, and squirts it onto his hands.

Nigel nods "Be carefull with the collar.. from what Nicholas tells me when they're active they jam metal prongs into the back of the wear's neck and into the spine. These guys are just sick. I just figure a way to shut the collars down will come in handy if we have to rescuse somone again.. or start a revolt."

"I am sure I'd have no problem personally deactivating the collars, but it'll be better if we have a way to turn them off on a broader scale. They have a remote receiver, so there is something that can be done, I'm sure." The wheels of his mind are turning. "I can't wait to make these people die a slow and painful death." He grits his teeth. "They are going to suffer like nothing they've ever imagined."

Nigel nods "Well it's a start at least.. the bigger problem is going to be the fifty foot tall robotic death machines. So have you found out anything juicy? Anything I can go wreck the hell out of to be a tack in the ass of these clowns? I mean I'm already a terrorist I might as well have some fun with it."

"Well, I found that their base of operations is in the midwest," Theo states. "I already crashed their system, but they have it back up and runnin again now. I don't want to frivolously keep attacking the system, because every time I do, it will get harder to enter it again. I've located a few shipping lines, but nothing that will hurt enough to count. If we just attack anything and everything they do, they'll up their security everywhere. We need to wait for the right moment. Don't worry about sentinels, I can handle them. I can use those robots to smash them, and never lift a finger. Poetic, isn't it?"
Nigel nods "Well keep me posted if you learn anything worth going after. I gotta hit the Danger room.. I've been running Sentinel sims every chance I get to be ready. You know they're going to try and hit the school eventually so might as well know how to deal with these things."

"Okay, have fun. I'm going to get a little sleep, and then get back to work on hacking. Thanks for the toys," Theo answers. He starts putting them back into the duffle bag. Indeed, this will be handy.

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