[h1][b][i][color=lightcoral][center]Charlie Farrier[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[sub][color=lightcoral]Location: Outside Stark Tower -> Outside Campaign Office
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The current state of things had devolved from bad to worse. After a fairly hair-raising horse ride, Charlie and the others had been subject to a far more personal inconvenience - that of an attack by individuals who were clearly anti-mutant, if their power preventing darts were anything to go by. All of a sudden Charlie felt the cool chill of the wind, something that his own internal power of controlling his body temperature had always prevented. 

Looking towards the men with guns, Charlie froze as he had before under pressure several years ago. As Richard went about threatening and Ayita prompted them to run, Charlie only unfroze as Allison was struck and she began to flee with the shape-shifter. Suddenly launching himself between the sight of the running girls and the ends of the men's muzzles, he glared at them, willing his anger to overtake his fear.

[color=lightcoral]"Who are you to talk to us like that? We haven't done anything wrong, and we sure as hell shouldn't have to do what you say without some kind of warrant."[/color] He doubted talk of legal issues would do anything against the armed men, but hopefully it would give Allison and Ayita enough time to get away. Unfortunately, it appeared that the men didn't like his backtalk. One of them raising his gun, a short blast was followed by a searing pain in Charlie's right calf, and he collapsed to the ground with a yell. The bastards had shot him, and as he clutched at his bleeding leg, Charlie realised that kidnapping wasn't the only thing on these men's agendas. Harm... and other less positive things, were more than possible.


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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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[color=goldenrod]"Goddamnit, Folly!"[/color] Nina had growled as the woman marched forward and assaulted Jakobsen, only being followed by others in the room through various uses of their powers. Whatever Jakobsen had planned to do before, he had grounds for having them legally arrested for assault now. The idiots had just handed him a reason to detain them on a silver platter, all because Pietro had collapsed.

[color=goldenrod]"Jakobsen, I'm telling you now - if you're innocent as you say then you need to go to Stark Tower! Then you'll know that we're not lying and we're all being exploited at this time!"[/color] Nina pleaded with Jakobsen, but it appeared that the man either didn't hear or wasn't interested in listening after getting his balls crushed by Folly. If he was innocent, he didn't care and was quite happy to see mutants dying.

[color=goldenrod]"I knew this was a bad idea."[/color] She muttered under her breath before turning to Marygold. [color=goldenrod]"We need to get everyone out of here! And keep a damned leash on your people - assault is the last thing we need added to our list of problems!"[/color] Her tone was quick, but hushed. They still had no proof that Jakobsen was behind the attack currently going on at the tower, and causing harm to him now was just foolish.