[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ccff][b][i]Cecily Ashworth[/i][/b][/color][/h1][img]https://s22.postimg.cc/rdo2m1mep/tumblr_oxf6ecb7_Yi1wtw0p9o2_540.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=00ccff]Location:[/color][/b] B&B in Mexico
[b][color=00ccff]Skills:[/color][/b] Marvel Universe Knowledge  [/center][hr]	Cecily's dreams had been rather strange. She dreamt that she had been at Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters, enrolling as a student. But before her paperwork could be processed, Caesar and Natasha had shown up. Natasha wanted her to go with her and become founding members of a new division of X-Factor, complete with government sponsorship. However, Caesar was offering membership in the latest version of the X-Force. And while she had ultimately picked to go with Natasha to join the X-Factor, since Natasha promised Jessica Jones would be there for some reason, she had felt incredibly guilty about not going with Caesar. When she woke up, however, the only detail she remembered of the dream was that Caesar had the ability to teleport by ash and Natasha could control reptiles. 

	When Natasha checked her wound, Cecily's thoughts were still partially on her dream. It was preferable to think about the dream than the events going on in the real world. And irritatingly, she couldn't remember what her own super power had been in it. For as big as comic geek as she was, it was disappointing. She ate a small bit of the breakfast that had been provided for them, giving Natasha a smile. [color=00ccff]"So...we're doing the second act of [i]Logan[/i] now then..."[/color] she commented, referencing Logan escaping back into the United States with Xavier and X-23. She just really hoped that neither of them ended up dying and being buried just before they crossed over into Canada - of course, that wasn't their destination, but still. She had to make the reference. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=99ccff][b][i]Iris Kingston[/i][/b][/color][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/369c373ccd5492086fe09c131190330d/tumblr_o1l0wsNgEX1s5zf6fo1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=99ccff]Location:[/color][/b] Private Plane Heading to Grimm
[b][color=99ccff]Skills:[/color][/b] Photographic Memory [/center][hr]	Iris knew that her brother had to be worried sick about her, even though she had sent him a text that she would be leaving California for a little while. She hadn't given him any information beyond that. She didn't want him to make a fuss over her and fly from England to have an "intervention" of sorts. She had spent most of the plane flight in silence, trying to get what little sleep she could. She generally didn't have an issue when it came to sleeping on planes, but for whatever reason, this time she did. No matter what she tried, she just couldn't fall asleep and stay asleep for longer than half an hour. 

	Iris had finally been about to drift off to sleep when the pilot's voice came over the intercom, informing them that they'd be touching down in an hour. At this point, she decided to give up sleeping entirely. There wouldn't be much of a point, since with her luck, she'd finally hit a nice sleep right when the plane began its descent. She stretched her arms out, before she bit her lip. Hopefully they'd find Cynthia and Jaina and they were alright. Cynthia's mother likely needed mental help as well. Of course, Iris wasn't even sure if the current psychiatric system in this country wouldn't do more harm than good.