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[lorentz_force]

Who: Joseph.
What: Quest for precious metals.
When: Midday
Where: British Columbia, Canada
Interactions: Yuriko
Warnings: N/A



Snow gently fell from the gray sky. More and more snow had begun to fall since the early morning to where it was hard to see anything else. Eventually the heavy snowfall would turn into a blizzard. Maybe that night, maybe the day after. Such things like the weather were of little consequence to the man. He was in the air, a few feet above the snow laden ground. A spherical barrier encompassed him that was practically transparent except for a tinge of what looked like purple electricity. Not a fleck of snow had touched him. All was quiet.

Floating amidst the torrent of white, Joseph extended his hands out before him and there was a rumbling noise that came from the ground. Through the snow covered dirt the corners of a cement doorway arose, a solid metal door with no handle was in the center of it. Motioning with his hand, Joseph made to grab it despite how far away he was. As he did so the door loudly closed in on itself, as if a giant’s hand had crushed it. Thrusting his arm aside, the door snapped off its hinges and was hurled away making a far off noise accompanied by a crack on the frozen Alkali lake in the distance. Descending down into the doorway that faced the sky, Joseph touched down on the innards of the formerly underground facility. His violet cape covered his shoulders when his electromagnetic barrier disappeared and he peered through his helmet at the dimly lit hallway. Metal walkways and railings were bent, broken and covered by ice; water that had frozen over time from once being flooded. Then he began to walk and the walkway broke through the ice, reconnecting the broken pieces with each step he took. Sounds of metal creaking and clanking into place and breaking ice echoed off the stone walls. Lights flickered on and off until he passed and when he did copper wires that had been cut by adamantium claws so long ago reconnected themselves.

All this steel was welcome to the master of magnetism, but it was not what he had come for. Continuing his trek through the once abandoned building his boot crushed the skull of a human skeleton that lay on a circular walkway. Former military personnel judging by the ragged and worn camo clothes. That is when he could strongly sense the presence of his target.

"Finally." said Joseph to no one when he ripped another door asunder and walked into a huge room filled with equipment designed to monitor and regulate-

"Adamantium." Joseph relished the word as he looked at the stores of the precious metal. The smile that was coming to his face was halted when he looked into a tub of frozen water. Someone was inside and they had the metal inside them. Indulging his curiosity, Joseph magnetically lifted the metal door that was lying in the entrance. The door floated towards the frozen tub and Joseph sectioned the sturdy material into small metal orbs. In a violent cyclone of shining metal, they shot through the ice and glass with incredible precision, not a single one touched the woman that was inside. When she was freed, the steel orbs fell to the floor and scattered away. Holding her in the air with his powers, Joseph moved her to him until he was holding her with one arm.

Holding his other hand in the air before her, Joseph concentrated. Focusing, he summoned the excess adamantium throughout her body that was not bonded to her bones. Metallic liquid poured forth from her mouth, nose, and eyes, coalescing in his open palm, slowly enlarging until the very last drop left her. The fresh ball of liquid adamantium left his hand and joined another deposit of the metal that wasn't too far away from them.

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Yuriko had no idea how long she had been there. She had no way of knowing that for so long her healing factor and the preservative qualities of ice had been the only things keeping her alive. As the ice was pulled back, and the excess metal siphoned away from her body; the mutant healing factor she possessed kicked itself into overdrive. Wounds closed. Color rushed to her cheeks as her body rushed to pump adrenaline into her system.

Suddenly; her silver/blue eyes snapped open and she looked around wildly only to discover that she was completely immobile. As though a force stronger than any on earth was holding her bones in place. The woman turned her gaze forward and found herself before-

"Magneto?" The word slipped her mouth with the tone that said this was the last person she had expected to see back here. A man she was only vaguely aware of since her dealings with Hydra didn't offer the opportunity to cross paths with many other mutants. But whatever the reason he was here now and was apparently either her savior, or more likely; he was about to kill her for the metal that wretched man had soaked her bones with.

[lorentz_force]

With renewed interest, Joseph watched as her body recovered. Her once pale, bluish face came alive with color as the blood flowed throughout her body once again.

Amazing.

He had expected her body to collapse inwardly once he extracted the excess adamantium, but she was, as he had hoped, very much like Wolverine. Healing capabilities and an adamantium frame.

"I am." Joseph answered her one worded question matter-of-factly, his voice echoing throughout the containment chamber even though he did not raise his voice. Releasing her both physically and magnetically he gestured toward the adamantium deposit he had withdrawn from her, it was already cooling from it's liquid state and solidifying along with the rest of the deposit. "And that was what held you here for so long." As he spoke the dull sound of a machine turning on from another section of the facility hummed in the background. "That would be the heating system now that I've repaired it." his breath visible as he spoke. "I sensed adamantium here, but little did I know it was calling to me from within you." The lights that had been flickering on and off in the room blinked a few more times before they got significantly brighter and stable. He looked up at them, their light shedding away the shadows of his helmet showing Joseph’s youthful face. Magnetic LED lighting; how fitting.

"Finally. I think I am starting to grow fond of this place." he mused before he turned his gaze back to her. “Now that you are alive once more, what is it you plan to do Miss…?” he asked curiously as the warm air started to slowly filter in through the vents, purposely lingering on the last word for her to fill in for him. With his words hanging in the air, the broken security cameras began put themselves back in place. Oh yes, he was starting to like this place a lot.

[deathstrike]

Suddenly released, Yuriko dropped to the ground. As her back hit the floor however she instinctively rolled herself into a ball and sprung back onto her feet. The woman landed crouched a short distance away. Her gaze roamed the room, filled with suspicion as she wiped what was left of the icy water from her cheek. This man looked like the Magneto she'd heard of but not entirely. And while he was growing fond of this dark little hole Yuriko could thing of at least a hundred places that she would rather be than at the site where she was mangled tortured controlled and then finally killed in battle.

"It's Yuriko. Yuriko Oyama. They called me Deathstrike" She answered after getting her bearing a little more.

Her eyes finally settled on the man once again. "You're not though are you? Not the first one. He was much older." As the woman spoke she rose back to full standing position. Her hand placed casually on her hip and a curious expression crossing her face. "So then....Son?" She tossed the possibility out, though she had a feeling he wasn't one of Magnetos children. They were all much too famous for him to have kept any out of the public eye.

[lorentz_force]

"Yuriko." repeated Joseph as he watched her get a look at her surroundings. He wondered if she was poising to attack him. Finally Joseph walked past the deposits, his boots crushing the broken glass, but he kept some distance between him and Deathstrike, respecting her need for personal space. "No, I am not him." he answered sharply. "Erik Lensherr has lost any right to call himself Magneto and forfeited all that it stood for."

Looking up to her now that she was standing, she was so much more now than the seemingly dead body that had leaked out adamantium. "Son? No." He raised his arms, pushing the violet cape from his shoulder onto his back, and lifted the helmet from his head, his long stark white hair spilling out from underneath it and finally resting between his shoulder blades. He looked at her, looking even younger than she did. "Clones are much more complicated than that." answered Joseph, holding the helmet in the crook of his left arm. "I have much to do, part of that includes killing Erik." a small smile played on his lips when he spoke those last few words. "What is it that you have to do Lady Yuriko?" he asked politely before glancing at the broken glass on the floor and water that had once been the ice that imprisoned her. "I don't imagine it was staying there."

[deathstrike]

The woman narrowed her eyes a bit as she watched him stroll about the place. However he seemed to be nonthreatening and his respect for her space caused her to relax a bit more. She was surprised (and her expression spoke to that) when he declared himself a clone rather than the old Magnetos offspring. That was something she hadn't expected. Nor was she expecting him to look as young as he did even with his silver white hair and serious expression.

"Well from the looks of things" She commented carefully "It would seem that the man I would have taken revenge on is likely already dead. Killed by the furry little weapon." She sighed "And I have no real desire to return to Hydra's employ at the moment. Plus; I ow you my life. So I suppose I will be staying here after all. At least for as long as you're here." She pursed her lips, cracking the joints in her hands and wrists and causing a loud metalic sound as she did so.

[lorentz_force]

A smile tugged at the corners of Joseph’s mouth when he heard the sound of her adamantium bones resonating off the walls. “It needs some remodeling to be certain, but it will become quite a suitable residence.“ Joseph looked away from the now fully operational facility to Yuriko. “Hydra?” Joseph toned inquisitively as he looked thoughtfully at Yuriko. Suddenly his questioning look shifted into a very pleased expression. “They undoubtedly have something I require and it will accelerate my plans for this place.” His helmet left his grasp and floated over to a nearby control panel and set itself neatly on the layer of dust atop the desk. “Their teleportation technology; will you bring it to me?”

[deathstrike]

"Oh I remember that. Second tier theft. They stole it from the Government who stole it from some Super-team." The woman placed a deceptively delicate looking hand on her chin as she considered. After a few minutes she gave a quiet nod and replied. "Yes I think I can get that. Hydra shouldn't be suspicious of me since I haven't been out doing hero work or anything."

She looked around the place. Having this as the base of operations continued to be unsettling despite the vision Joseph had for the place. "Their headquarters are pretty far from here. Are you going to transport me or should I set off alone to keep your involvement secret?"

[lorentz_force]

Though the it was cracked, the screen next to where the helmet was suddenly turned on, already set to the news. On it, as almost always, was the discussion of powered beings and their effect on humanity. “My accompanying you would only make the retrieval take that much longer. This should be rather easy for you. There is a functional vehicle on the west wing.” Even thought Joseph had not even fully look about the place, he had mentally had the facility mapped out in his mind thanks to his magnetic affinity. He had been using it while they discussed the topic, not only to get the facility up and running but also to use put the vehicles back in place, the sealed gas tins to give them fuel, repair the broken radio devices, and repair the remote door functions.

“Once you get back, I can move us to a much finer location than here.” He looked at the screen, his arms crossed as he scrutinized the footage on the news. Armored heroes were featured over New York. “While you’re gone I imagine I can find some form of entertainment.” Yes, the initial step in Magneto’s war was practically complete. Now to start working on the next.