[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FFD9E9]Allison Andrews[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m32a5cnwhz1r5ruse.gif[/img][hr][color=FFD9E9][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Garage
[color=FFD9E9]{[/color][i]"You don't want to mess with me when I'm angry..."[/i][color=FFD9E9]}[/color][/center][hr][hr]

Allison wasn't messing around at this point. Confident the others could handle getting the virus from the woman, she focused her attention on Magneto. After all, he was the reason they were here in the first place. He wanted the virus made, he had plans for it. He was what drew them here.

It was his fault Oshea was dead.

He launched metal bits shards at her. While she managed to dodge the smaller ones, she felt the large pieces sink in, slicing her forehead and sides. If anything, it pissed her off more. She grabs hold of whatever is around her, [color=FFD9E9]"This little girl can handle herself asshole!"[/color] She flung her projectiles at him, landing shot after shot. He still stood, but she was confident he got hurt. She was in no mood to mess around anymore. She needed to take him down.