[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/DzWFs47s/tumblr-ovk970zr4t1t3gxyzo4-540.gif[/img][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] Electronics Laboratory -> Chemical Laboratory - First Sub-Basement[/center][hr][hr] Guin heard the knock at the door and she half expected her father to be on the other side, somehow instantly traveling from New York City to Westchester in order to scold her for not eating. She waited a few seconds before she opened the door slightly and noticed the plate along with Richard's note. She wrinkled her nose. [color=cc33ff]"Like hell this is just a coincidence,"[/color] she muttered, perhaps a bit paranoid. She grabbed the plate and shut the door, pulling out her phone again. With the apple slices and the peanut butter, she rearranged them on the plate and snapped a picture of it to Richard, before setting the plate outside of the lab again. In the photograph she sent him, the apple slices and peanut butter were arranged to spell [i]'FUCK OFF'[/i]. Guin couldn't help but smirk slightly. She generally used her meager art skills for sketching schematics, but this little project had been fun too. She then heard a crash in the chemical lab - the labs were all actually pretty much connected, with flimsy dividers separating the spaces. Heading on over, Guin found Bethany and Lance there - and Lance had just smashed whatever he was working on. [color=cc33ff]"You forgot to say [i]HULK SMASH![/i] if you were trying to mock Banner,"[/color] Guin pointed out to him. [color=cc33ff]"Pissed at your dad too? Oh, and hey BB gun,"[/color] she said, giving a slight wave to Bethany. [hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=0072bc]Dean Kesseli[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/dtt89mT2/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][color=0072bc]Location:[/color][/b] Parlor Room - Ground Floor[/center][hr][hr] Dean gulped slightly as Ayita came into the room. He had to wonder if she could [i]smell[/i] fear - was that a mutation? Probably. There were people here at the Institute with even crazier things that they could do, so it made sense. He hastily stole a glance over at Ayita, flinching a bit as the remote was thrown. Was it a warning shot? Did she want to behead him? Mary didn't seem to be unnerved at all, making Dean wonder if she was brave or crazy. Or both. [color=0072bc]"He dated a reporter?"[/color] Dean asked. It was easier to focus on that, instead of the in depth images of animals in the wild. When they showed acts of violence, did it give Ayita ideas? Was she sitting there, taking notes on how to best be terrifying? He felt like he was sweating his skin off from nervousness. He wanted to run from the room but he had heard once that running from a wild animal would only encourage it to chase you. And he did [i]not[/i] want Ayita to chase him. Maybe he could hide behind Wolverine? Where was Logan anyways? Was he going to grab them and drag them into the Danger Room for training today? He hoped not. [color=0072bc]"Um...Ayita...I-I was thinking maybe we could watch something else...Like Big Bang Theory maybe...If that's okay...with you..."[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=12ABB0]Neil Spellman[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/0QXqD07w/tumblr-pje366m7w71tafowwo3-540.gif[/img][hr][b][color=12ABB0]Location:[/color][/b] Library - Ground Floor[/center][hr][hr] Neil nodded, picking up a twenty sider and he rolled it. The number [i]18[/i] came up and he smiled slightly - while some Dungeon Masters loved it when everything went wrong for their players, Neil wanted them to rise to the challenge and succeed. Fortunately, the creatures hadn't come up to the players camp yet according to the die. [color=12ABB0]"Alright, everyone is awake,"[/color] Neil said. He then rolled another twenty sider - a [i]2[/i] this time. [color=12ABB0]"The noises grow louder and louder, when suddenly, a pack of dire wolves burst through the trees! Roll for initiative."[/color] He smiled slightly, nervously taking a glance at Sara Grey. He rarely spoke to her outside of D&D, but just looking at her made his chest feel tight and his stomach feel like it was filled with a mob of angry wasps - or butterflies. His brain got a little bit more muddled when she was around and he looked away, trying not to get too distracted. He was controlling the mechanics for the world of these players - he didn't have the time to get goo-goo eyed over Sara Grey. Neil then reached into a nearby bag of Hershey Kisses and put a bunch of them down on the battle map. He liked using candy for the monsters, as then the player that killed the beast would get to eat the candy as their reward.