[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=ForestGreen]Location[/color][/b] The Institute
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The Adder hissed a venomous sound as he glared at the oncoming threat. If retreat was the only option, so be it. But he was damn well going to cover the rear best he could. Out of all of those gathered, Richard held himself able to take the most hits and as the most expendable. What that would do for his sister however, that thought chilled him. Ayita would not take abandonment due to capture or death well a second time. She was no more human than the other mutants were beast and while he had been trying to cultivate that humanity within her, the gruff kindness that struggled against the harsh reality she saw things in, and guide her back to walking casually among members of her own species...

It was best not to think on that possible future, his black hair slicked back as he pushed a hand through it. [color=Olive]"Marygold. I will drag you to that Blackbird if you don't get your ass in gear."[/color] Threatened the assassin, as he slowly made his way backwards step by step. Taking careful shots at any enemy he could see. [color=Olive]"Fiesty red-headed weed."[/color] Wast the muttered curse as Richard tried to figure out the best way though the vent system down the Blackbird. Being a snake and all, he had a few highways.

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=ForestGreen]Ayita Dyrkin[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=ForestGreen]Location[/color][/b] The Institute
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Ayita was going to bite whichever speedster it was who moved her. That was what the young shifter decided as she gazed at the Blackbird. Shifting with a crack of bone and slight splattering of blood as her body morphed to that of a lean tabby cat. She paced along side the Professor, looking and flicking her ears in every direction for a possible threat. Her fur was bristling even this far from a possible fight and though she wished to join the hunt, it was not wise to do so.

[color=ForestGreen]"Humans and their territory disputes."[/color] Ayita thought with a flick of her tail. Absently aiming the next thought at the Professor. [color=ForestGreen]"What do you need of me Professor?"[/color] Her amber eyes flickered over the Blackbird with misgivings. Ayita only trusted her own wings to fly. Her own skill to survive.