[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]	[color=0072bc]"You're welcome, Other Pietro,"[/color] Dean said with a sheepish grin. He tended to be very trusting and accepted things at face value, so it made sense that he didn't really question the speedster's claims. However, just because Dean believed him didn't necessarily help the speedster's case. Those who had classes with Dean would know that he had a reputation for being incredibly gullible. He had once been convinced that Pluto wasn't a planet because of a Russian conspiracy - and on a separate occasion, that it was necessary to put deodorant in one's "knee pits." If anything, Dean believing an outlandish claim likely made it harder for those who knew him to believe it. 

	[color=0072bc]"He's a Serbian speedster that has the same name as you - isn't that proof enough? And he totally flirted with Guin, too,"[/color] Dean pointed out. To him, it seemed like an open and shut case. However, Dean's thoughts then quickly moved onto O.M.E.N. - they had to learn a bit about the organization in his civics class. From what Dean remembered, they were pretty much the anti-S.H.I.E.L.D., pretending to stand for peace and protection - but only for non-powered humans. Everyone else was a second class citizen to them. And frighteningly, one of their figures was now a presidential candidate. Dean grimaced a bit - and he thought the 2016 election had been bad. 

	Dean wasn't sure why a watch suddenly convinced Pietro - or why Guin was so interested in it either - but he figured it wasn't important in the grand scheme of things. O.M.E.N. was coming to attack the mansion - but they had the X-Men. The team had brought down Magneto - beating O.M.E.N. shouldn't be that much of a problem, right? Dean couldn't help but hope that he'd be asked to help as well. He had wanted to join the X-Men ever since he started attending this school. Sure, he had almost no combat skills to speak of - but he could dodge. He was [i]really[/i] good at dodging. If fights were anything like dodgeball, it'd be a piece of cake...

	...Right? [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cc33ff]Guinevere Stark[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s18.postimg.cc/x3ou90xx5/238d07814b56d3f7c990b347f2b80453.gif[/img][hr][color=cc33ff][b]Location:[/b][/color] Hallway Outside the Lounge[/center][hr][hr]	Guin crossed her arms, staring the new speedster down. He seemed to think it was so incredulous for him to be related to Pietro, but from what Guin could tell, Magneto was like her own father. He slept around. The main difference between him and Tony in that regard was that Tony only slipped up with protection on one occasion. But from what she remembered reading in the S.H.I.E.L.D. files, Magneto had at least three kids - that they knew of. [color=cc33ff]"You're from...the future?"[/color] Guin said slowly. She heard Dean's "case' for the speedster to be telling the truth but she found it unconvincing. [color=cc33ff]"Yeah, and I'm the Queen of Scots,"[/color] she added on with a bit of an eye roll. Time travel wasn't possible. Period. The only way to end up out of time would be to do seventy years as a Capsicle and wake up in the future. 

	Sure, she was interested in him saying that O.M.E.N. was going to attack the mansion - she didn't like the group at all. Their ideology was horrific and they lacked any sort of compassion or empathy. Sure, S.H.I.E.L.D. made their fair share of mistakes, but they were ultimately doing them for the better good. O.M.E.N. just killed things that were different, even if that meant killing innocent people. Her eyes flashed with recognition as the speedster tossed Pietro a watch - and as Pietro retrieved the same watch. 

	Guin's eyes widened. [color=cc33ff]"Knew you fucking stole P.H.I.L., you klepto!"[/color] Guin said playfully with a huge grin. It was the computerized watch she used to wear, until it was smashed and then stolen from her. She always knew that Pietro had it but he never admitted to it and she didn't care enough to press the subject. But as she walked over and examined the watches, she could tell that they were identical. Either the speedster was somehow able to copy the damage to it and then account for the passage of time - or he was telling the truth. He really was from the future. 

	The ring caught her attention and it gave her a sour feeling in the pit of her stomach. [color=cc33ff]"So let me get this straight - O.M.E.N. is going to come and attack the mansion. Things continue to go downhill until the only feasible option is to break the laws of physics and travel through time?"[/color] Guin said. As much as she would have loved to think on the entire nickname conversation, her mind was going a thousand miles a minute. She doubted time travel was the first plan they had come up with - it had to have been a last resort. Whatever happened in the future...It was bad. Really bad. End of the fucking world level bad. 

	[color=cc33ff]"Guess we're evacuating the school,"[/color] Guin murmured, before pulling out her phone and sending a text to Cassandra and Marygold with the information they had just learned. [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 let out a bit of a frustrated sigh. She had imagined that this would happen, yet with Pietro running ahead and her not having any belongings, she didn't have much to convince Marygold with. [color=a64dff]"This isn't my type of insanity,"[/color] Folly then said quietly. [color=a64dff]"And I would never lie to you, Mary...I also didn't have friends in the asylum,"[/color] she said, making a sad little joke. It was true - she had mostly been held in an isolation ward. She would be allowed out for an hour a day in order to get some exercise, and towards the end of her stay, they'd also take vials after vials of her blood. It was always claimed to be in order to conduct tests, yet she knew that the vials were being shipped to Trask Industries. Mutants with healing factors were of special interest for researchers. 

	Folly nodded at Thalia's explanations, before adding quietly one of her own to Marygold. [color=a64dff]"Thalia was a member of my Circus,"[/color] she whispered. She then turned to look at the other man - the Adder. She extended a hand to him, the massive scar on her neck plainly visible as her hair fell away from her neck. [color=a64dff]"Folly Valeska - though some call me Woolf,"[/color] she said, introducing herself. Thankfully, Carolina had brought proof with her. Folly's best idea would have been to have Mary call the asylum, where they would confirm that she was there, and realize it was the only way she could be in two places at the same time. 

	She knelt down and picked up her daggers, twirling them in her hands. They were crafted from adamantium. Her eyes flickered towards the mansion before returning to the assembled group. A strange smile then appeared on her face as she looked towards Marygold. Mary already knew how formidable Folly could be in combat. There was a reason they had brought Folly back with them - she was the muscle.