"The contract is not for sale," the officer states with an air of boredom and annoyance. "Our scans indicate that your temporal origin is the twenty-first century. What to you think you could possibly offer us from an era like that? Nothing that could possibly cover the cost the Sergeant's contract, I assure you."
Without so much as a blink, the telepath in the group switches routes -- according to the orders he was given well before they arrived -- and chooses the path of least resistance. Through Jackson. And while Jackson has had several shields put in place since arriving, it's very unlikely he'll be as formidable a match as an Omega level mutant.
"You'll excuse me if I doubt your ability to do more than talk and screw with heads," the officer goes on while his telepath wheedles carefully away at Jackson's mental shielding. "Now please step aside and let us take the Sergeant into custody."
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Date: 2010-02-02 12:31 pm (UTC)Without so much as a blink, the telepath in the group switches routes -- according to the orders he was given well before they arrived -- and chooses the path of least resistance. Through Jackson. And while Jackson has had several shields put in place since arriving, it's very unlikely he'll be as formidable a match as an Omega level mutant.
"You'll excuse me if I doubt your ability to do more than talk and screw with heads," the officer goes on while his telepath wheedles carefully away at Jackson's mental shielding. "Now please step aside and let us take the Sergeant into custody."