[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/2c7919d1c6222c4f923a38e3e509c948/tumblr_inline_odikgj8J1Y1rifr4k_250.gif[/img][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] Asteroid M 
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Telepathy, Telepathic Attacks 
[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/540051583430295574/1072030188843577394/IMG_6201.jpg]~Fit Check~[/url] [hr][hr][/center]	Guin was glad to see that everyone was in one piece, more or less. Mary explained where she thought Cortez had gone off to, and Guin was about to do a quick psychic sweep to confirm his location (and ideally take him out remotely, if at all possible) when the stranger with Mary and the rest opened his mouth - and began with pointing at her husband and calling him by the name of his abuser. He then pointed at Guin and Bethany, before explaining that he didn't know them, and then introduced himself like they were at the board meeting of some investment firm. Why the full name? Why the class year at Xavier's? It reeked to her of desperation and had it been a better day, maybe Guin would've been more mature. 

	But Bob had insulted her husband. And she had been having a bad day. A [i]very[/i] bad day. 

	So without even thinking about it, Guin breeched Bob's defenses. It wasn't hard. She made a simple edit to his mind, not bothering to look through his memories or anything like that. No, she installed a simple trigger, with a simple punishment - every time Bob'd say [i]Magneto[/i], he'd be compelled to do ten jumping jacks. He seemed old - his knees were probably shit, anyways. [color=cc33ff]"You can go fuck yourself, just an FYI, Bob,"[/color] Guin said, before turning her attention to the other's questions. [color=cc33ff]"The others aren't too far behind us. But I think we should sort this mess out anyways. I'm in the mood to take out some anger on someone else and Cortez sounds like a fucking exceptional candidate."[/color]
	
	The new asshole taken care of, Guin then returned to the task she had at mind - scouting ahead telepathically. Mary was correct - Cortez was indeed down that hallway, not too far from where they were now. [color=cc33ff]"Alright, once we've all caught up, let's go nail his ass. I think the easiest strategy is if we all hit him at once, y'know, gang shit. If we all use our powers at the same time, he probably can't fuck with all of us, and he'll go down easy."[/color][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=12ABB0]Neil Spellman[/color]
[img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/86cec6d38d47218f7dafbb840a74b7f1/2089eac01cae8eb6-05/s250x400/1e755ce4912f22c6e13fb41c2a3d9d26d767286b.gif[/img][/b][/h3][hr][b][color=12ABB0]Location:[/color][/b] the Asteroid
[b][color=12ABB0]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/540051583430295574/1073121327063498852/celebrity-style-style-timeline-2008-04-stsl05_itboy0803.png]~Fit Check~[/url][hr][hr][/center]	Neil gave Carolina a grateful smile, as she patted them on the shoulder, telling them that they had done a good job. From others, it would have felt patronizing - but from Carolina, it was heartfelt. And perhaps they were a bit swept up in the moment, but Neil put their hand on hers, and gave her an affectionate squeeze. They weren't the only ones doing good right now. Before they could say as much, they received more praise, this time coming from Max. Their face burned in embarrassment, but it felt good. A centuries old mage was impressed with them. For now, at least. 

	The looming shadow of their family still hovered over them - what would Max think? 

	Would Max try to hunt their family down, to make them pay for their immoral ways?

	They were lost in thought for a moment, as Max headed over to Jaclyn and the others, checking in on her and her injuries. Neil didn't want to press forward without the entire group, and they noted that Magneto was having an odd conversation with Miranda, but it wasn't any of their business. [color=12ABB0]"Are you good to move forward?"[/color] they asked Jaclyn.