[h3][color=gold][center]Jaclyn [i]"OfAll"[/i] Chreyz[/center][/color][/h3][center][img]https://assets.mycast.io/actor_images/actor-ta-kaiya-blaney-267392_small.jpg?1631024853[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=gold][b]Location[/b][/color]: Asteroid M
[color=gold][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Power Mimicry - Active Power: [s]Chaos Magic[/s] 
Light Manipulation [/center]
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Just as OfAll was feeling her muscles "waking back up" and responding to her painful attempts not to just be a sitting duck, she heard Robert's voice instructing one of the X-Men "lass's" to get up. It didn't sound nearest to her, but as she did fall into that category she instinctively looked around. Her mind couldn't decide on being amused or offended-by-proxy at his curtness, but it definitely settled on being a little wowed by how he now seemed to be made out of some sort of metallic-looking substance, and certainly wait-a-minute at the fact he was now walking, with his wheelchair no where to be seen. 

She had no idea what his power was. The appearance of his skin seemed similar to Colossus, yet with the absence of his chair, OfAll wondered if he'd done something with it. If it had merely gotten destroyed, his ability to walk wasn't explained -not that it really was right now, unless the inability was a guise?

At that moment, an orange glow encasing mostly everyone caught her eye, and she looked down at her own skin as she felt her pain lessen; the glow like friendly embers, leaving her skin more whole as it subsided. 

She looked over at Edus, knowing it had been his doing, and smiled: grateful both to him, and that she had managed to get a hair to him just before.

Then a startling question reached OfAll's ears from Perry's mouth.
[i]Disintegrate?![/i] Although Perry's question didn't sound serious, she was obviously responding to something -or the absence of. Robert voiced a seconding comment specifically mentioning three people. 

With relief a second later, OfAll was pretty sure she realized what had occurred, as she saw Pietro letting go of Guin and Bethany as though he had just whipped them -and himself- off somewhere -a lack of residual damage on their persons and his comment further evidencing this.

Mira's voice then directed the group's attention a certain way, but before that could be followed on, the metal rattling which hadn't disappeared like the flames grew into a [i]barrage[/i] of metal.

OfAll's head whipped around with the metal and her body jerked instinctively -there were close calls yet she was lucky not to count herself among those who got shards embedded in their limbs. 

It looked as though Pietro was going to get that double, when shards suddenly arrested seemingly at the raising of his arm.
OfAll looked around.

Magneto didn't seem to be controlling this. In fact, where was he? And Miranda, for that matter?

A thought was forming in OfAll's mind....Max had used fire powers, which she'd witnessed Marygold having back on the stand-off on the grounds. Max's was multi-coloured, to be sure, but still. . .Now, had [i]Pietro[/i] actually stopped the shards?

Was there a mutant around who could [i]swap[/i] or [i]share[/i] powers?

Lance responding to Pietro directed her attention back that way, and seeing him use his light powers to shove Pietro to safety got OfAll thinking of a swap herself.

While Marygold was speaking of a way to make Max's chaos powers work for them, which Max was clearly game for, OfAll was still determined not to be the next one instructed to just aim the chaos. Max's comment to Lance solidified OfAll's decision:
she made a manifest attempt.

And it backfired.
If there were cameras in this place, some time down the line there would be a mastercut of "OfAll slamming into walls".

For a moment she grew concerned. Were Max's powers so unpredictable, she wouldn't be able to use her own to replace them?

She pushed that out of her mind. That was nonsense. Powers were powers.
[i]Okay, OfAll. One turn deserves another.[/i]

Follow-up attempt was a go,
she watched as light formed over her hands like a pair of momentary gloves -light exactly like what Lance had encased her, himself and Guin in previously.

OfAll now had his powers. 
[i]These[/i], she felt, she could work with.

Something between a gasp and a "huh?" escaped her lips then as she snapped to attention at Robert's shout.

It was a sight, and an earful.
Robert was obviously in a power tug-o'-war that was doing an almost literal dance to his body, while he simultaneously fought to overcome Cortez-affected-Magneto.

Except [i]was[/i] that what was happening?

In any case, despite Robert's instruction, OfAll moved only far enough down to be in a mid-way position between where Robert was, and where Cortez had been spotted.

[i]So absorption [u]is[/u] a part of his powers,[/i] the thought ran through her head as she caught sight of the power cord display.
She grew increasingly tense with the new barrage that were Robert's words, feeling the intensity of everything [i]behind[/i] them, along with the discomfort of learning of pain in a person's past.

Keeping partial attention on both scenes, OfAll was ready to uses Lance's powers to aid whoever needed her most.

[hider=Roll Request]
for OfAll to throw up a shield against Max's powers (or another teammate's going after Cortez) if they backfire 
[u][i]OR[/i][/u] to cushion against the metal onslaught for those still in that vicinity.[/hider]