[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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Richard Laine was irritated. At OMEN, at humans, at this mess, at the now nicknamed 'Weeds'. Fitting as she was stubborn as the invasive plants and just as irritating. Typical, he supposed, of a red head. His first loyalty was to his sister, he second was to Guin what with giving him a chance to be with his beloved little sister and all. Swearing under his breathe Richard gave a string of curses that would turn heads if the situation wasn't so dire.

[color=Olive]"You stupid, arrogant, stubborn weed!"[/color] Richard groaned as he grabbed MaryGold's arm and swore viciously once more. [color=Olive]"You say you get to boss others around, then use your head little girl! Whose going to come up with plans if you die. The leader [i]cannot[/i] die. The center [i]must[/i] hold. You keep telling yourself you are it, then be it and know when to retreat."[/color] The Adder's snake like eyes glowered at MaryGold as he dragged her back towards the escape craft. Will she or no. Even Ayita would not withstand his will when Richard dug his heels in like so. [color=Olive]"Damned redheads. Light their temper and up go their brains."[/color] His voice was a venomous hiss.

[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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The tabby cat looked at the odd man who was attempting to figure out the blasted piece of human machinery and foolishness. With a flick of her tail, Ayita dismissed the young man as cats typically did. Her ears flicking towards the professor as she lept up onto the back of a seat on the Blackbird. Her feline form handling such a thing easily. [color=ForestGreen]"If these men do reach here...."[/color] Her amber eyes held no mercy in them as the Shifter sent her thoughts to the Professor. Her needle claws a mimicker y of what she could be capable of as she kneaded at the bottom of the passenger seat.

Tiger, wolf, horse, raptor... Ayita knew them well after a year and a half of hard sparring. After surviving in the frozen north she was used to hardship. It was live or die upon the tundra and icy forests. [color=ForestGreen]"They will not leave here. I shall see to it."[/color] It wasn't a smug answer that another would give, but it was a statement. A fact. If a enemy did reach so far into the Institute Ayita would deal with them and there would be no mercy nor quarter given. For the cat with the nicked ear was not fond of hunters nor humans who were threatening what she cared about and was unable to help. Turning her focus to another question which Xavier perhaps would have an easier time answering. [color=ForestGreen]"Where do we fly to?"[/color] Her thoughts were accompanied with images of great snow capped mountains and far oceans with the bitter chill of winter.