<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdxh9rK1H91rvqvo4o1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Doctor Nemesis<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Military Humvee approaching the mansion<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>4th of September 2017. 21:10 -21:19<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ambassador Valerie Edwards (one way communication), Ambassador Aubrey Smith (One way communication), President Curtis M. Yates<br/>(Mentioned) David Charleston (Mentioned) Logan (Mentioned) Charles Xavier (Mentioned)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Getting to the Mansion, James being pissed at the government, shouting at Ambassador's over the phone.<br/><hr/><br/>James looked with a dumbfounded gaze down at his phone, not believing what he saw. Around him, the soldiers tensed up. Two of them,  Sergeant Eduardo Sanchez and Lance corporal James Peters, tensed up as they knew what was about to happen. They'd been his escort for long enough to have actually gotten to know James. Heck, if not for the fact that they were in essence his prison guards, they might have been friends. Sanchez moved a hand to touch James' shoulder, a gesture that was shot down immediately "don't even think about it!" He flipped through contacts in his phone till he found who he was looking for "Valerie! Have you talked to Eric yet? Get on it then! Reassure him that we've got it handled! Of course he won't fucking like it, that's why you have to calm him down before we have an all out fight on the front lawn!" He shouted into the phone to compensate for the noise of the humvee. He growled as he ended the conversation while Valerie was saying something " What the fuck is Charleston thinking!" he shouted as another call connected "What the fuck are those two plotting!?"<br/><br/>He was genuinely angry now, so angry he had to consciously stop himself from using derogatory terms, or calling them children which he was inclined to just about now. "Yates should know better! for fucks sake Aubrey, what is the government thinking! do you know how many of our students will see this as an act of war!?" He couldn't even begin to think of the consequences now "I know Aubrey, I know... but I can't just do nothing about this! You go tell that pigheaded president of yours that he can kiss the cure for his daughter's asthma bye bye till I get his assurances that that thing will never set foot on our soil without permission, and if can't, I might just have to pull another '05 and we both know how that is going to end... for you guys. You people better be thankful I'm on Charles' side in this." he said as he hung up, the last bit had been a not so veiled threat of what he COULD do if he didn't have Charles calming him down, if James abandoned his morals like he had done during the war. James sighed and leaned forward, resting his head in his hands, pushing his elbows into his knees as he delved into himself<br/><br/>"<em><strong>Bacterial solution, cultivate batch to eat through metal, very much like previous experiments with inorganic removal solutions. Would be best if kept to specific metals, composition of suit unknown, must try on Iridium and Titanium first. Tempted to ask Logan for permission to test on claws. Second solution, air-born virus, too small for filters, target Sapiens only limited outside survivability to limit affected group, must research black death further for viability. </strong></em>" The thoughts had come to him within a nano-second and they were not alone, he ran billions of scenarios in his head right now. Charles had once been invited by James to try and read his mind while he was focussing his powers, a task that Charles found exhausting due to the amount of information being processed. James stirred a bit as he picked out a pen and paper from his bag and started writing down, making sure to write in the cipher he always did with military around him.<br/><br/>As the Humvee stopped at the gates, James got out and glared at the marines with him, the gates opened and as they were about to follow him, he glared at them "through this gate is our ONLY sanctuary, if you follow me in here, I will not take that kindly, your job is DONE now go back to your superiors and tell them that I am THROUGH working with the American military. And remember, the only reason you're alive right now, is because I convinced those young men not to kill you guys to free me from my bondage!" he growled as he stormed up the long driveway. Then he saw it overhead, the suit fly towards him and James broke into a run, slinging his backpack over his shoulders. As he walked up the driveway, he saw the suit lower itself gracefully, and then saw a young man moving up to the suit, though from here he could not tell who.