Magneto watched as the mutants, some teens, some young adults, filed down the ramp in varying degrees of alarm, acceptance, or rage. [i]Charles was so much better at recruitment.[/i] He sighed, running his fingers through his silver thinning hair, pinched his eyes shut for a moment, wishing for a moment that he could tune out all the sound berating him. Finally he opened his eyes and looked at the onslaught of people. Questions like "where can I go to sleep" "how can I leave" "What the hell am I doing here?" were all being leveled at him.

Alex glanced up to him and almost gave him a "your fault" shrug, before turning to the crowd,

[color=fff200]"You've been gathered here today because we need the best and brightest of our kind. I will admit, Erik did bring you here a bit roughly, but it tells to the dire situation that we are in. As many of you know, most of the known trained mutants, myself included, are considered to be terrorists and are labeled [i]kill on sight[/i] to most governments. However, we have gotten word of an impending threat facing the mutant race, and perhaps even the human race, and that is why we have gathered you all here today."[/color]

Magneto cut in, [color=0054a6]"But there will be no leaving. You've seen our faces, and our facilities, and you all must stay now. We are in need of your abilities."[/color]