[OOM: Nimrod]

They had orders. Orders to stay inside the Institute--and Scott had said they were 'in no danger', which was complete bullshit, and Nori knew it. When the distress call from Forge had come, it didn't even occur to her to think about staying; the X-Men did what they had to, and she'd be damned if they weren't X-Men after watching what her team had done in the Purifier attack. When she told the others to mount up and get to the jet, it wasn't a request, and the team all knew it.

The infiltration went easy. Taking advantage of the fact they were kids was even easier; nobody expected them to get far or do much.

When the Nimrod unit-influenced discard prototype turned to attack them, Nori didn't hesitate to rip into one with a blast powerful enough to melt the internal electrical works, making a satisfying thud on the concrete workshop floor when the robot crumpled and hit the ground; but there were others, and the fight was in full swing before she thought about it. The bitch came when the Nimrod unit rebooted and joined the fray, switching over to the destroy protocol when they hit it--how were they supposed to know it wasn't an enemy right then?

They hadn't been told shit about it until it was too late and then, it was a problem. It took some quick thought to come up with the idea to overload it, because Nori didn't have the energy to spare--until Laura tore it open and she absorbed enough to have her gauntlets pop and crackle. She tossed them off and waited for Cessily to hold the gaps open, doing her best to ignore the yell as she was halfway electrified--Laura had been hit dead-center of the chest with a blast from the Nimrod unit and Nori couldn't turn around to see how she was.

She couldn't stop thinking or stop the fight to check on her team, having to trust that some of the others would take care of them. Santo was in pieces, rock and rubble all over the place and Cessily was screaming for him to reassemble; Laura was on the ground, burnt--she could smell the charred and acrid stink of burning skin. Noriko discharged everything she had, everything in her and was...surprised--to say the least--when instead of melting the electronic circuits there was a massive pink glow... And the thing was just gone.

"Jesus," Nori panted, suddenly exhausted--she'd never expended all her energy before--buckling as her knees gave out underneath her. "Get out," she snapped at her teammates, watching them turn for the door as she got up after them, because the end of a fight was never this easy.