Crazy Man in Paris (rp for Lorna and Alex)
May. 8th, 2007 10:28 amFeeling like he was getting nowhere with trying to convince his father to help him take down Jean and Stark, Pietro decided to take matters into his own hands.
He made his way to Paris, knowing that Jean would be there with her little X-Corp pet project she was heading in order to disguise her plans to blow up everything that mattered in the world like his sisterand Mystique.
However, he didn't have a plan. He needed one. So he needed to find the weakness of the X-Corp building and figure out how to take the thing down.
Even in his crazed state, Pietro was well aware that he was no match for Jean Grey. He wouldn't be able to get within a hundres feet of the psychic before she would be able to tap into his brain patterns and alter them so he would think he was a bunny or a ballerina.
To protect himself, he did the only thing that came to his mind. He bought a black ski cap, and lined the inside of it with a triple layer of alluminum foil. He hoped it would work like his father's helmet to keep her traitorous thoughts out of his head.
He would be doing the world a service by getting rid of her. Or, at least getting rid of her until she came back from the dead. She had a bad habit of doing that. Maybe if she just stayed dead, his sister would still be alive.
So he was in Paris now, staying in the shadows of the alleyways, looking at the X-Corp building and trying to figure out where the weaknesses in the building design would be. And all the time he sipped a bottle of JOLT.
He hadn't slept in a week now. Which wasn't helping his mental state much.
still crazy and getting worse by the day...
He made his way to Paris, knowing that Jean would be there with her little X-Corp pet project she was heading in order to disguise her plans to blow up everything that mattered in the world like his sister
However, he didn't have a plan. He needed one. So he needed to find the weakness of the X-Corp building and figure out how to take the thing down.
Even in his crazed state, Pietro was well aware that he was no match for Jean Grey. He wouldn't be able to get within a hundres feet of the psychic before she would be able to tap into his brain patterns and alter them so he would think he was a bunny or a ballerina.
To protect himself, he did the only thing that came to his mind. He bought a black ski cap, and lined the inside of it with a triple layer of alluminum foil. He hoped it would work like his father's helmet to keep her traitorous thoughts out of his head.
He would be doing the world a service by getting rid of her. Or, at least getting rid of her until she came back from the dead. She had a bad habit of doing that. Maybe if she just stayed dead, his sister would still be alive.
So he was in Paris now, staying in the shadows of the alleyways, looking at the X-Corp building and trying to figure out where the weaknesses in the building design would be. And all the time he sipped a bottle of JOLT.
He hadn't slept in a week now. Which wasn't helping his mental state much.
still crazy and getting worse by the day...