[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=0072bc]Dean Kesseli[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s17.postimg.org/5yix22r6n/original.gif[/img][hr][color=0072bc][b]Location:[/b][/color] Hallway Outside the Lounge[/center][hr][hr]	Dean glanced between the two Pietro's, completely uncertain as to whether or not he should believe him. It seemed crazy to him, but was it crazier than their being another Serbian speedster with a thing for Guinevere Stark and with naturally silver hair? He wasn't the best when it came to statistics, but he figured the probability of those two events were relatively comparable to one another. But compounded with the fact that the other Pietro knew his name - despite Dean only just now getting approved to join the X-Men - that made him inclined to believe him. 

	[color=0072bc]"What can we do to help?"[/color] Dean said. It might have been a bit naive of him to just instantly accept the other Pietro's explanation, but it seemed so real. [color=0072bc]"And this is going to get confusing already but...We should decide a way to distinguish you two in conversation. I'm getting confused already just thinking of one of you as the Other Pietro,"[/color] Dean admitted sheepishly. He then spotted a gold band on the other Pietro's finger and his eyes widened, before he looked at the younger Pietro. 

	[color=0072bc]"Congratulations, man!"[/color] Dean exclaimed. He held his hand out for a high five. Sure, it hadn't happened yet - but it was going to happen. [color=0072bc]"You two could probably win Prom Queen and King if you tried,"[/color] Dean then added. It didn't occur to him that the future Pietro could have been married to someone else, given that he had just put a flower in Guin's hand. He felt like if his wife wasn't Guin, his wife would be pretty angry about that. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cc33ff]Guinevere Stark[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s18.postimg.org/x3ou90xx5/238d07814b56d3f7c990b347f2b80453.gif[/img][hr][color=cc33ff][b]Location:[/b][/color] Lounge --> Hallway Outside[/center][hr][hr]	Guin tilted her head slightly, trying to comprehend the situation that had just happened. One minute, she was standing next to Pietro. And now, she was sitting on the couch with a purple flower in her hand. She had no idea what type of flower it was - that was really Mary's area - but she was confused. [color=cc33ff]"Huh. Dean's gone too,"[/color] Guin observed. She supposed that the two could have gone to do races or something - though she figured that Pietro could take Dean any day. She didn't know Dean, but he wasn't a member of the X-Men and from that in itself, she doubted he had a lot of training. [color=cc33ff]"And sure thing, Carol. I'll tell him that,"[/color] Guin said. She took the flower and stuck it behind her ear, pausing for a moment to see if she liked the way it looked. It was a little girly, but at least it left her hands free. 

	Guin headed out of the room with the others, noticing the strange scene in the hallway. There was a rather muscular and fit looking man with silver hair there, talking with Dean and Pietro. Dean looked like he was in the midst of one of those stupid bro moments that happened in about every high school movie. [color=cc33ff]"Hey, Piet, mind sharing with the class what's going on?"[/color] Guin asked. She noticed the wedding band on the silver haired man's finger but she didn't think all too much of it. It might have been a mutant that Pietro knew from his time working with the Brotherhood of Mutants. It would have been silly to think Pietro was the only one to ever switch sides. 

	She then snapped a photo of the flower in her hair before texting it to Mary, with a simple question attached: [i]Yo, Mare. What kind of flower is this? Piet gave it to me.[/i] She didn't realize that it had actually been the stranger that put the flower in her hand. She just assumed that it had been her speedster boyfriend, given that she didn't even comprehend seeing it appear in her hand. It wasn't there one moment and in the next one it was. 

	[color=cc33ff]"You two related?"[/color] Guin then asked, picking up on the silver hair. [color=cc33ff]"Don't know a lot of people with silver hair under the age of sixty, that's all."[/color]	[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a64dff]Folly Valeska[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s7.postimg.org/tzrebaed7/tumblr_oizppp0v_ZR1vmjs6wo1_250.gif[/img][hr][color=a64dff][b]Location:[/b][/color] Grounds of the Institute[/center][hr][hr]	Folly had to reassure herself that Mary was really there, especially given the reactions of her companions. It wouldn't inspire confidence in her if she had to ask Thalia if she saw Marygold Isley alive and well too. She took a deep breath before smiling a bit shyly at Mary, knowing that this conversation would be a difficult one. Ever since Boston, her mutation had grown a lot stronger. She hadn't aged much over the last decade. 

	[color=a64dff]"An asylum for the criminally insane - and for those with violent tendencies who have not yet committed a crime,"[/color] Folly answered Carolina. Professor Xavier had had her committed there. One of his former students, a psychic, was an employee and managed to handle Folly for the most part. She had attacked Gambit the last time she was here - it had been an accident, of course. Folly slowly removed the knives that she carried on her person and set them down on the ground, before holding her hands up to show that she meant no harm. 

	[color=a64dff]"I'm here with some friends,"[/color] Folly answered. [color=a64dff]"And I know that you're going to think that I'm not clear headed....but I promise you that I am. No voices... No hallucinations... I'm in control...We've come from the future to save the world, Mary, and we could use your help in doing that."[/color] She bit her lip slightly, hoping that Mary would believe her. She knew that if Mary didn't, there was a good chance she'd have Wolverine or this time's Pietro come to restrain her and put her in a medical isolation chamber.