[h1][b][i][color=goldenrod][center]Nina van Essenhout[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]

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[sub][color=goldenrod]Location: The Facility[/color][/sub]
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Despite the arrival of another enemy, Nina wasn't feeling particularly worried as of yet. Her group still outnumbered Laine and this "Wonderland", and while the metal bars were problematic, she was certain they'd find a way out somehow. Either from overriding something, or just Nina punching her way out - literally. The walls surrounding them didn't look capable of lasting very long against her strength.

Turning her attention back to Laine, it seemed he was starting to show his true colours a bit more. The charm slid off him like water on ice, and now, Nina could perhaps anticipate his actions. If not, it was simply refreshing to take his mask away. His words did nothing to scare her, though she was becoming more apprehensive of the female as time ticked on. There was a strange, almost manic look about her... a look on mental instability. Typical, of Magneto to recruit poor souls like this, but people like him always exploited and manipulated those they could get their hands on to gain power. And these poor idiots were under the impression that they were equals to him, not pawns to be spent in war. A similar thought crossed Nina's mind about Xavier doing similar things to the younger X-Men, but she'd made herself quite known on how she felt about his recruitment process. Magneto was just a bit crueller about it, targeting the mentally ill.

[color=goldenrod]"And for curiosity's sake, what kind of information are you looking for?"[/color] She asked in a guarded manner, though not in the least bit perturbed by his threat. In all honesty, she was curious. From his tone of voice, this certainly seemed like something more personal than a request passed on from Magneto. Shrewd eyes swiftly picked up on the movement from Wonderland, and the adverse reaction that was occurring. Nosebleeds, plus a focused movement of her hand... she had to be using a power. Overusing, if the nosebleed was anything to go by. Using powers actively meant she would be distracted - which would make an attack much easier. All Nina would have to ensure was that no skin-to-skin contact occurred, as per Pietro's warning earlier. Thankfully, only a sliver of neck and her face was showing to the world, thanks to her combat outfit and gloves.

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[h1][b][i][color=lightcoral][center]Charlie Farrier[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]

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[sub][color=lightcoral]Location: The Facility[/color][/sub]
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Charlie was certain that he'd heard people mention an explosion at that place once or twice, but it seemed Cassandra had tactfully left it out. Clearly, it had been accidental. But then, Charlie couldn't blame people for inadvertent pyrotechnics, not with his own powers out of whack.

[color=lightcoral]"At least nobody died, right?"[/color] He muttered, wondering briefly if he'd actually ended up killing someone already. Those boys from before... he'd left them in pretty bad shape, and he'd been avoiding news like the plague on the off chance he'd find out if one of them had died. They were assholes, true. But no older than him, with families. Lives. Hopes and Dreams.

Shaking the distracting thoughts from his head, Charlie glanced behind him as he heard noises in the distance. Screaming? He couldn't be sure. Still, Cassandra seemed to be fine, so he continued following in her footsteps, looking at her as she continued speaking to him.

[color=lightcoral]"Sure - I'll be ready."[/color] He replied in what he hoped was a confident tone.