[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/1107862430182297690/Max_Header.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: Space Station 
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Basic Spellcraft (clothing creation)
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Max smiled as Jaclyn was able to pick herself up, using some support from Antoinette ofcourse. Neil was waiting for them all, kind to a fault as his extremely handsome face peered back at them with equal parts posture and concern. Something was going on in his head, and Max wanted to find out. He left Jaclyn to Antoinette and Lance's care, figuring he didn't want to crowd her too much after she just got blasted away by winds. He made his way over to Neil, bumping his shoulder against his in a friendly manner moments before the ground began to quake. [Color=aba400]”You seem to have something on your mind. Care to share? It doesn't have to be with the class, just…me”[/color] He punctuated the last word with a smile.

Max had ignored Miranda and Eric for the most part, having been used to their secret tiffs back on Genosha. Whatever it was would come to light if it affected the others, or would remain in shadows if it didn't. As they rounded the corner the air felt different. It was almost palpable how tense the team before him was. He could see Ed, which gave him more relief than he'd previously thought, there were others he recognized from earlier and some he'd never seen, and then there was Flynn. Max wondered if he'd remember him from the other reality, though a part of him hoped he wouldn't. He watched as Jaclyn gave Ed a lock of her hair, recalling it was something he needed from all of them to heal at a distance. Her suit looked worse up close, and if Cortez truly could bring their powers to a brink then perhaps it was best she had a new one. 

Max snapped his fingers and the suit she was wearing began to fade into cosmic dust, swirling around her like a magical girl transformation before solidifying into a new space suit. [Color=aba400]”I haven't heard of this Cortez before today, but if he's able to amplify our powers it's best he doesn't do mine. I've lost control before and not once has it ended particularly well, last time I did I killed half the room and then turned into a golden dragon that ate another third. I'd hate to see what would happen in space.”[/color] Max placed his hands upon his hips as he tried to think. [Color=aba400]”Barring the lack of Chloroform, We have a decent setup here though. Assuming he can't affect what he can't see, Carolina is our Ace. Guin can try and attack or weaken him mentally, and Antoinette can conjure up illusions of us to distract and confuse so he won't know what's real and what's fake. The play is a deception long enough to gain control of him.”[/color]