[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] N/A
[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/540051583430295574/1072030188843577394/IMG_6201.jpg]~Fit Check~[/url] [hr][hr][/center]	Guin was glad that she didn't have to listen to a longwinded rebuttal from Robert, and she was additionally pleased that everyone seemed to be agreeing with her plan. [i]Good[/i]. Mary hammered out some of the finer points of it, none of which raised any alarm for Guin. She could work to possess Cortez's body, or even serve as additional hands for working the illusion, diving into his mind and altering his perception of reality. Either of those were fine and achievable. 

	[i][color=cc33ff]If I never see him again, it'll be too soon,[/color][/i] Guin agreed, echoing Pietro's sentiments. She often formed strong opinions of people and she had formed an entirely negative one of Bobby so far. 

	But before they could enact their plan, the metal walls around them shook. Guin's stomach dropped, her palms sweating as her nerves skyrocketed. Immediately, her head swiveled in the direction of Magneto, ready to see that the villain had finally reverted to type, and that they [i]would[/i] be kicking his ass after all - that somehow he had been deceiving her, even when she examined his mind, that he had locked away his true intentions and only now would they be revealed. But rather than seeing Magneto having a meltdown, there was Max - a rainbow aura of flames pushing off of him, and Guin blinked as the flames them shot off, and she was grabbed by Pietro, moving at speeds faster than her mind could process. [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 smiled, grateful for the support from those who had overheard their declaration. The nerves in their body settled a little bit, even if they hadn't intended to come out to [i]everyone[/i] in that moment - that they had only meant for their explanation to be for Max's wise old years. Ironically, Max hadn't even said anything. It would have hurt Neil, but they assumed that only meant that Max was so ancient that he hailed from a time when gender was not even a construct yet, that Max couldn't understand the significance of that act to someone from the modern world. 

	They were hurt, however, when Max took a selfie with Perry... and not with them. Green envy twisted and curdled within them. 

	But the unhappy jealousness could not last for long, as in rapid succession horrible things happened. The metal all around them began to shake and distort, causing Neil's anxiety to skyrocket. And then Max, wise old Max, burst into cosmic flames, angelic colors from every portion of the visible spectrum radiating off of him - and then violently pushing out, crashing into Neil and the others. Neil was flung against the wall, knocked to the ground, covered in burns and their head spinning in confusion. 

	[color=12ABB0]"Was that..."[/color] Neil trailed off, the sense of foreboding hitting them suddenly and strongly. Was that Cortez?