[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FFD9E9]Allison Andrews[/color][/h1][img]http://25.media.tumblr.com/c464434cba0714d6865128aa0a0d3a26/tumblr_mh70geHPO21qghwxto1_500.gif[/img][hr][color=FFD9E9][b]Location[/b][/color]: Stark Tower: Home Theater Room
[color=FFD9E9]Personality: Steadfast - Strong-Willed - Personable - Troublesome - [b]Protective[/b] - Impulsive[/color]
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As Charlie returned and said what she was already sure of, that the group had just left for their mission, Allison was struck with a vision. It was something she had been hoping for ever since she heard the team would be visiting Jakobsen. She had yearned to help the team, knowing Marygold was going to be leading them into the wolf's den. If they couldn't bring the old team to them, then surely knowing what the future held would be an important asset.

In it, she saw Jakobsen, alone. That was already strange enough, but the man stood up and walked over to her line of sight. As he did, he spoke [color=2d5eb9]"I know why you've come, though I do not believe there is much of a point in this conversation, I am intrigued by what you have to say on the matter. This whole situation isn't the best for you, I know that, but that isn't avoidable."[/color]

She was struck back into the present, fully aware of what she saw. The man that targeted them with Sentinels was now alone in his office, admitting them inside. Not only that, he knew why they were there. A few things came to mind and her instinct kicked in. She needed to help, plan be damned. [color=FFD9E9]"Just had a vision and I think the team is going to be in danger. I need to find Tony."[/color] She didn't wait for the others, instead bounding out of the room and into the lab, where she saw him with Mira. She charged up to him, [color=FFD9E9]"Sir, Mr. Iron Man, whatever. I just had a vision of the team with Jakobsen. He's alone without his Sentinels. Either they are in storage or already deployed elsewhere. Not only that, I think they are walking into a trap. We need to do something."[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=ED455F]Sara Grey[/color][/h1][img]http://78.media.tumblr.com/de8d897978ce265be34d42460340e87f/tumblr_inline_o9kn5tgj3D1rifr4k_500.gif[/img][hr][color=ED455F][b]Location[/b][/color]: Stark Tower
[color=ED455F]Personality: Clever - Disorganized - [b]Intelligent[/b] - Impulsive - Relaxed - Assertive[/color]
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Sara understood, to an extent, the troubles of being one out of many. She had only just joined the team and it was easy to see that she may be the odd one looking in. Still, she wanted to help and to prove herself a capable member of the team, not only for herself, but to show her parents, Aunt Jean, even Professor X and Mary, that she was meant to be here. She didn't want to step on toes, but every synapse in her brain was telling her this may not be the best plan.

That thought was only compounded by the fact they had to walk there. [color=ED455F]"You mean to tell me one of the richest men in the wolrd has no means of transporting a large number of people on the road? Fair enough, I could use the exercise anyway."[/color] She followed the others, lagging somewhat behind so she could clear her thoughts. She wanted to come up with a back-up plan of her own. She tried to remember what each person's powers were that she was with, in case she needed to quickly copy someone.

Most of the others seemed sure they were okay, and it was hard for Sara not to agree. They were mutants, after all. Capable people with targets on their backs. What could go wrong?