[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=ed145b]Ellie Theriot[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s22.postimg.cc/v8jk1q4fl/original.gif[/img][hr][color=ed145b][b]Location:[/b][/color] Xavier's Jet
[/center][hr][hr]	Ellie raised an eyebrow at the telepathic group chat that Charles was proposing. Despite having walked off, she could still hear all of them. Her thoughts were largely in French - so if she thought up a message to a person, they'd likely hear it in French once and then her mental translation into botched English. It didn't seem like it'd be the most effective of systems for her and she wondered if Erik would have a similar challenge, but with German. Of course, it also brought up the fact that Charles could read their minds whenever he wanted. Ellie didn't exactly like that to start with.

	She started making plans of her own. Pulling the marble out of her pocket, she thought it over for a second. If she controlled the speed of the marble when she threw it at any guard, she'd kill them easily. Those traveling with her throughout the facility wouldn't be able to stop her. She was the muscle and she was going to enact a scorched earth policy. She wasn't going to show any mercy. Mercy was for children.