[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#cc33ff]Guinevere Stark[/color][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/0130760e339542c002e8c193dd10788c/tumblr_ne8k3reNnF1sepx2oo4_250.gif[/img][hr][color=#cc33ff][b]Location[/b][/color]: The X-Van - New York, New York
[color=#cc33ff]{[/color][i]"And don't do anything I would do."[/i][color=#cc33ff]}[/color][/center][hr][hr]	It was a waiting game at this point. Hopefully, Carolina would be successful in infiltrating the Brotherhood's security. If not, they would have only succeeded in tipping their hand to Magneto and their followers. It would be hard to justify it as a decent approach, strolling up to the laboratory and announcing their arrival. Wolverine, Cyclops, Jean Grey, Storm - those veterans weren't here to save the world. It was up to the rookies to get things done. And if they couldn't do that, then there wouldn't be a world left to save - just one to avenge. 

	 [color=#cc33ff]"Should be good. Remember: if you find any samples of either virus, please collect them. We need to get them back to Beast in order to synthesize a vaccine and a cure,"[/color] Guin reminded everyone. She left off a thought that had been troubling her slightly - that is, there was a chance not even Beast would be able to come up with a cure or a vaccine. With something thrown together so quickly, it was entirely possible that it had some sort of unintended fatal flaw to it, one that would make removing the virus that had bound itself to the gene near impossible. 

	Had she been trained in how the X-Van operated, or if she had her watch with her, Guin would've been quickly hacking into the relevant servers in order to give them an additional layer of security. Instead, she contented herself with taking out her phone and quickly logging into the S.H.I.E.L.D. database, skimming through the files on the Brotherhood members just one more time. It was something to do while they waited for Carolina to take down the outer layer of security. 

	Unfortunately, it only took her a few seconds to scroll through files she had practically studied before on the mutants known to be affiliated with Magneto. They had no records on the other two that Pietro had mentioned. Those two would be wild cards - but with one of them being some sort of psychic and the other a shifter, those unknowns were even more worrisome. If they knew an individual's powers, they could take measures against them. 

	[color=#cc33ff]"Mary, Allison, we'll want to try to make coordinated strikes if possible. Allison and Mary, I think you two would do well as first responders, so to speak. You both have excellent combative powers. You can attack them physically, while Carolina attacks them mentally. I can assist with the physical attacks as best as I can or proceed to move farther ahead, in order to cover more ground in the least amount of time,"[/color] Guin proposed. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ccff]Lizzie Roswell[/color][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/6692c83fd1e5a009e857bd6ef047a9aa/tumblr_on1793TvWa1w6letwo1_500.gif[/img][hr][color=#00ccff][b]Location[/b][/color]: Brotherhood Headquarters - New York, New York
[color=#00ccff]{[/color][i]"Monsters don't hide underneath your bed."[/i][color=#00ccff]}[/color][/center][hr][hr]	Lizzie moved with a little bit of a skip in her step through the hallways, her hands swinging at her side. She had her long sleeved black coat on and cocked her head slightly at the human guard. She disliked humans as a rule of thumb, finding that all of them were the same in the long run. They all attempted to control those with gifts. Still, he would serve well as a human shield, just another obstacle between them and anyone who may attempt to stop them. 

	[color=#00ccff]"Catch,"[/color] Lizzie said simply, taking off her coat and chucking it at Adder. Truthfully, it didn't matter really where her coat was. Its entire purpose was as a precaution, in case she was knocked unconscious while fighting. Magneto could manipulate the metal strips laced into the fabric to bundle Lizzie up, allowing someone to then carry her without making contact with her skin. Her hallucinogenic power was always active, whether she wanted it to be or not. 

	She stared at the guard for a few more seconds, before her eyes moved to the building's entrance. No one appeared to be trying to enter, but she knew that someone would turn up soon enough. Magneto was soft on the X-Men. And no matter what, they'd always come. To her, it would've been logical to simply kill the X-Men. While it was mutant blood, it was minimal compared to the blood spilled by the humans the X-Men defended.