<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/h3ZzKUc.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>"Cyclops"<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Working into the center of the mob<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 8th, 6:31 pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Joanne Weber, Logan Howlett, Piotr Rasputin<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Cyclops tries to make a tactical move, but she's too uncertain to be decisive. Instead, she tells Logan an and Piotr that she has a shot, and she asks for the permission to fire.<br/><hr/>Cyclops couldn’t tell if it was already too late, the time bomb that she was waiting to explode in front of her was metaphorical. But it certainly felt like something was going off. She’d the distinct feeling that there was no more tick tock left in her mind. The time bomb had gone off. Now it was all reaction, Cyclops felt like she needed to start focusing on damage control. The situation and degraded, and it was feeling more and more like a battle in every moment.<br/><br/>Cyclops had never expected an explosion, but it suddenly felt like everything had gone off at once. She shifted mentally as she tried to manage the situation.<em> ‘I’m a factor.’ - ‘I have to make the right move.’</em>There was a fire in the building, David’s transmission in the radio, Blackout’s outlash, Graydon’s approach on Logan, Colossus had used a shockwave that looked like bomb going off, if one had only seen the bodies flying through the air. Salem didn’t exactly appreciate this image, her eyebrows creased behind her visor. It was overwhelming.<em>‘This is so bad.’ - ‘Fucking laser.’ </em>She cursed herself for having such a destructive power.<em> ‘I can still help.’ - ‘Can I?’</em>She was still fighting, Colossus’ shockwave hadn’t swept them all away. But the police line was moving more rapidly.<em>‘Do I have to help with them?’ - ‘I can, I was told not to.’ - ‘But I need to, if I have to.’</em><br/><br/>So much came in at the same time, even Cyclops’ keen mind was having trouble keeping up. She’d followed Colossus’ finger, but she’d already found Graydon on her own. Everything felt like it was moving in fast forward. It was all sudden. Cyclops didn’t give herself time to think as the rapid increasing tension of the mission continued to climb. She could see a lot happening from her point of view, but she was a far distance away. She couldn’t reach Logan, or Blackout, or Graydon. She could see them through a red-tinted gaze. Everything was starting to look like a target.<br/><br/>Salem started to take confident steps forward, her hand up to her temple. Her eyes were focused on Logan and Graydon, trying to figure out what was going on. She wasn’t fighting with her fists anymore, she was using her mind, positioning herself, and trying to find open lines, good vision on the action around Logan, Graydon, and the ball of shadows that she knew to be Blackout.<br/><br/><strong>“Colossus!” - “What do we do, big man?” - “This looks bad!” </strong><br/><br/>The moment Salem said that she overheard something she didn’t want to hear; ‘Send Salvation’. She was close enough to the police chief to hear it. She turned away from Logan and looked him in the eye.<strong>“No.” </strong>She didn’t say it to anyone but herself. She spun back to Logan in his surrendering tableau.<br/><br/>Salem felt like she needed to fire, but she managed to stop herself.<em>‘Is Logan… surrendering?’</em>She could only guess by his body language, she had never imagined seeing him making that decision. It didn’t make sense to her, so the sight was incredibly vivid to her, it felt like she was dreaming. There were still weapons pointed at Blackout.<br/><br/>She opened her comm to the blue team, she was having an ethical problem, and she only wanted Logan’s opinion. But she spoke to Colossus, and Blackout as well.<strong>“Logan, what are you doing?” - “I have a shot, on everyone.” - “The guns on Blackout don’t have to be there.” - “Guys. I don’t know what to do.”</strong><br/><br/>If Cyclops fired, she wouldn’t be able to take down enough of the gunman to stop every firearm from being used, not unless she did a sweep of the whole area, including Logan and the unarmed civilians near the guns. But she could save Blackout, maybe. She could do something.<strong>“Piotr? Logan?” - “What do I do?”</strong>she sounded like a scared girl, but she couldn’t make the decision on her own. She didn’t want to ruin any peace Logan had created by surrendering, but she would feel responsible if Blackout was injured, or if Logan was taken away.