[h1][b][i][color=lightcoral][center]Charlie Farrier[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[sub][color=lightcoral]Location: Stark Tower, Main Area[/color][/sub]
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The main area Charlie stood in was quickly devolving into a free for all of petty comments, weak threats and weaker attempts at placating others. He couldn't blame some of the girls for trying to keep the peace, but honestly at this point, in seemed pointless. Magneto and his crew had waltzed into the place, and it seemed that neither JARVIS or Tony Stark (If the latter even knew this was going on) was doing a damn thing about it. Charlie didn't even deign to give comments towards the miniature domestic dispute was going on between the Maximoff's and the unimaginative jibes coming from Scarlet Witch and Magneto, nor about Dean and Pietros's bickering over a girl.

Thankfully, it seemed like someone else was deciding to do something useful. As Allison reappeared from the lab area where Tony Stark and one of the students were (And yet still, no "Holy Shit, Magneto is here!" yells coming from within the lab from Iron Man or his AI. Great "state of the art security system" there guy.), he hesitated only momentarily as she spoke to Ayita and him and marched off. Sighing quietly, he quickly decided he had nothing else to do in the tower barring sitting on his ass or bickering like everyone else. Turning on his heel to follow Allison, he paused as he passed Damon, looking at his bow and arrow incredulously.

[color=lightcoral]"Uh... you remember Magneto can control metal, right? Stand down dude, it's not gonna do anything."[/color] Even if they were made from some non-metal material, Scarlet Witch's powers would make short work of any projectile headed their way. Not waiting for a response, Charlie caught up with Allison, making his way to Happy's desk with her. He didn't know for sure where they were heading, but chances were good that it was to clean up whatever mess Marygold had started. Hopefully they could get there before the mess began.

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[h1][center][b][i][color=goldenrod]Nina van Essenhout[/color][/i][/b][/center][/h1]
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[sub][color=goldenrod]Location: Jakobsen's Office[/color][/sub]
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Remaining silent throughout the meeting so far, Nina had been doing much of what Sara had - examining the room, looking for areas where hidden cameras may lay, weak spots in walls she could punch out in need of an escape, and any concealed doors where back-up for Jakobsen could easily spring from. He seemed far too at ease in his office, alone with several powerful and pissed off X-Men. He knew that they knew that he was responsible for what was going on - an innocent man would have been far more nervous. So, that begged the question: why was he so relaxed? Did he have a death wish, a desire to become a martyr and fuel his cause? Was he being controlled by somebody else, a separate mutant who desired their entire race to be wiped out? Or was he simply so cocky of his own power that he truly believed he couldn't die in this situation? Now, they hadn't come here to start a fight, but with Folly's breakdown and Marygold's outburst earlier, Nina knew tempers were frayed. She couldn't trust those two to keep their cool, especially if the passive-aggressive jibes continued.

[color=goldenrod]"If you truly aren't responsible for such acts, then I'm sure you'll do your best to find out who was."[/color] Nina said smoothly, playing along with his lies momentarily. [color=goldenrod]"And I'm sure there'll be no issues in letting our diplomatic party leave this building alive and unharmed, too."[/color] Nina hoped silently that at least one of Guin's gizmos from her father was recording everything live. At least then they could find some public favour if Jakobsen faked an attack to justify attacking them too.