[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a64dff]Folly Valeska[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s22.postimg.cc/fih4usjld/kacey-rohl-gif-12.gif[/img][hr][color=a64dff][b]Location:[/b][/color] Stark Tower - Top Level (Floor 93)[/center][hr][hr]	Folly lifted her head, looking up at Future Carolina. Normally, Carolina had kept her distance from her - especially when her grip on reality was beginning to fade. She didn't understand why her attitude had suddenly changed, just with the temporal relocation. Maybe she was trying to be a better and kinder person - or maybe seeing Coventry had caused Carolina to remember exactly why Folly's brain was the way it was. Either way, it didn't change the fact that Folly didn't feel close with Carolina, nor did she feel comfortable discussing her illness with her. 	

	[color=a64dff]"...I'm fine..."[/color] Folly whispered. Her eyes flickered over towards Charlie as he left the room, seeing the look of rage on his face. She wrung her hands some more, her thoughts going back towards the incident with Remy LeBeau. Of all of the acts of violence she had committed in her life, that was the one that Folly regretted the most. The people that she killed - she felt guilty for those acts, for the red she had accumulated in her ledger. But attacking Gambit and nearly killing him - that haunted her and kept her up at night. He was someone she had known, rather than a faceless stranger. 

	[color=a64dff]"Nu fi la fel de prost cum te uiți,"[/color] Folly whispered under her breath. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=0072bc]Dean Kesseli[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s22.postimg.cc/8s0nlf9b5/original.gif[/img][hr][color=0072bc][b]Location:[/b][/color] Stark Tower - Top Level (Floor 93)[/center][hr][hr]	Since he had finished with all of his calls, Dean wandered back over to the main area, just in time to catch some pieces of the conversation. Nina seemed to want to revisit the topic of what to do with all of the kids, which confused Dean slightly. Hadn't they already covered that and decided to keep them at Stark Tower for now? Were they just talking their way in circles? It reminded him of trying to negotiate things with his baby sister, Carrie - okay, she wasn't [i]actually[/i] a baby but she had a habit of circling back to the start of a negotiation, as if the entire thing hadn't happened. And he wasn't crazy, he was fairly certain of that. He remembered Mary and the others saying to keep the kids at Stark Tower. 

	Not wanting to participate in a cyclic conversation, Dean gave Mary an encouraging smile - she had been a member of the original X-Men team and while she was stressed, he was certain that she'd be able to get them out - he went over to where the others were watching the news. Sitting down next to Carolina, he noticed that the Hulk's son was over here as well. [color=0072bc]"Nothing helpful seems to be on,"[/color] he observed, frowning a bit. But then again, the news was hardly ever news these days, in his opinion. Just endless echo chambers.

	[color=0072bc]"How many mutants do you guys think are in the country?"[/color] he couldn't help but ask. He had to imagine they were all scattered, comprising too small a number in any given state to actually get a decent voting block in. It didn't matter if they had a million mutants, if they were all scattered. Region mattered more than people in the United States' voting system. The only other thing he could think of doing would be to call every Senator and Representative currently in Congress and ask them to shut down O.M.E.N., to shoot down the MRA. But with the current political climate, he knew it'd be an uphill battle at best.[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s14.postimg.cc/obuzgz2dt/arrow418-4.gif[/img][hr][color=cc33ff][b]Location:[/b][/color] Stark Tower - Top Level (Floor 93)[/center][hr][hr]	[color=cc33ff]"I'm not blind,"[/color] Guin snapped, hardly enjoying being called that. She was also starting to get a bit nervous and stressed about the prospect of meeting with Jakobsen. It seemed like extinction of an entire race was the name of the game when it came to missions. The last one she had been on, it was about preventing humanity's extinction. And now, it was mutants they had to worry about. She wouldn't be surprised if it wasn't just about mutants - but about anyone that wasn't seen as normal. They'd come for the Avengers eventually, she was certain of it. 

	She bit her lip, looking over as Mary headed over to the elevator. She had never felt so stressed to see the elevator come when called for. There were so many unknowns at play and while she was impulsive by nature, she couldn't help but feel afraid. They were changing the future, yes - but that didn't mean that it would be a better outcome. For all they knew, they could easily be making things worse. [color=cc33ff]"...I guess I should be going then..."[/color] she told Pietro quietly. 	

	[color=7ea7d8]"Yeah..."[/color] Pietro said, before pulling Guin in for a kiss. 

	Guin returned his kiss softly, thankful that she didn't switch with him by accident. Her powers were connected to her emotions and she still didn't have the best control over them. She pulled away and glanced around the room for a moment, seeing that her father had gone already. [color=cc33ff]"I love you...And if something goes wrong and I don't come back, tell my dad I love him too?"[/color] Guin whispered to Pietro, looking him in the eye. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"Nothing will go wrong, you'll be fine Guina, don't worry."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"We can't really know that,"[/color] she whispered, before she gave Pietro a hug. She knew that she ought to hurry up and run on over to Mary and the others that were leaving, but her fear was getting the better of her. What if this was her giant wormhole in the sky? What if this was her Battle of New York?

	[color=7ea7d8]"Get going Guina, don't worry, pretty sure the speedster can get you out of there rather quickly if you need to, sounds like he's been outrunning Sentinels for years."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"...Yeah, Muscles seems pretty fast,"[/color] Guin said, before she kissed Pietro softly again. She had to stand up on her toes in order to do it and she looked at his gorgeous blue eyes for another second, before she went and joined Mary and the others in the elevator. [color=cc33ff]"I've got a bad feeling about this,"[/color] she muttered under her breath. The Star Wars reference was indeed intentional. 

	Future Pietro  raced over in a gust of wind, and was standing next to Guin. [color=A6C1C3]"...Don't tell me the odds,"[/color] he said in response to Guin's Star Wars reference. She couldn't help but smile at that.