[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] First Sub Basement - Pool --> Second Sub Basement - Outside the Danger Room
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Mental Link with Pietro Maximoff [/center][hr][hr]	Her mind still had no idea where Pietro was, but Guin was close to giving up trying to reach out to him. She let out a sigh, just looking at the water in the pool. It was strange to reflect on everything that had happened - she had joined S.H.I.E.L.D. because she was bored and wanted to make her father proud. She had been assigned to the X-Men since she had grown up around enhanced individuals. It was a coincidence that she herself had turned out to be a mutant and she ended up joining the team because of...

	[color=cc33ff]"Pietro,"[/color] Guin said softly, finishing her train of thought. 

	[i][color=cc33ff]"I have often dreamed of a far off place
	Where a hero's welcome would be waiting for me
	Where the crowds would cheer, when they see my face
	And a voice keeps saying this is where I'm meant to be,"[/color][/i]

	Guin sang, her voice soft as she continued to look into the watery depths. As if there was some sort of holographic projection, she could see the Battle of New York. She could see the explosion of the Hanson Power Plant. She could see Pietro kissing her on a rooftop in New York City for the first time. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw Muscles and a tear fell down her face. 

	[i][color=cc33ff]"I'll be there someday, I can go the distance
	I will find my way if I can be strong
	I know every mile would be worth my while
	When I go the distance, I'll be right where I belong..."[/color][/i]

	She ceased singing, looking around the room for a moment. She dried her eyes and took a breath, knowing where she had to go next. Guin took a last minute to glance around the pool, feeling like she had wallowed in sadness and self pity for enough. She hated it when people did that and she had been doing little else for the last few months, it felt. Wanting to clear her head and not have the annoying sensation of a speedster that might be nearby in the background, she managed to mostly muffle the mental link. 

	Leaving the pool, she headed down to the second sub basement. All of the super cool X-Men stuff was stored down here - mission files, Cerebro, the Danger Room, and so much more. She couldn't help but wish that Xavier would let her see the Cerebro plans - but he refused to. It was incredibly annoying. There was also the world communication monitor - but what largely caught her notice was that Beast and Wolverine were down here. It looked like Beast was running a training sim for Wolverine in the Danger Room. 

	She went and poked her head into the control room. [color=cc33ff]"Hey Beast, Logan? Mind if I join the training?"[/color] Guin asked, a bit timid. 

	[color=blue]"Might I ask why Ms. Stark? Most tend to avoid any sort of training session where Wolverine is involved."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"My Aunt Nat said to always challenge yourself in training - and I could honestly use the stress relief,"[/color] Guin said. [color=cc33ff]"And not to mention, none of the other trainers actually push me since they're worried Pietro will yell at them or whatever..."[/color]

	[color=blue]"Are you sure about this? The training simulation is not the easiest one that there is..."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"I'm sure - if it's okay with Logan, of course...."[/color]

	Beast let out a bit of a sigh, before he turned to activate the communications for the Danger Room, [color=blue]"Wolverine, Ms. Stark is wondering if she could join you for a training session."[/color]

	[color=a2d39c]"Fine with me, get the kid in here if she's going to join and stop talking already,"[/color] came the response.[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=0072bc]Dean Kesseli[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/pXK8z0WD/tumblr-ojxkiiv-C0-G1qlgpk0o3-250.gif[/img][hr][b][color=0072bc]Location:[/color][/b] Patio - Outside -> Second Floor - Dean's Room -> Staircase
[b][color=0072bc]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [/center][hr][hr]	Dean shook his head slightly at Pietro. The man was completely ridiculous - breaking into the Pentagon to steal [i]two hats[/i]?! It was stupid and that was saying something, since Dean had the intellectual capacity of a teaspoon. He rubbed his forehead for a moment, feeling what might have been a tension headache coming on but it quickly passed. He figured it had to have been from Ayita's traumatizing routine of threatening. [color=0072bc]"I'm - I'm gonna go put my plant in my room,"[/color] Dean said awkwardly. He gave Storm a bit of a bow before heading into the mansion, running like the floor was lava through the first floor and not stopping until he reached the second staircase. 

	[color=0072bc]"Phew, no Ayita..."[/color] he whispered. He was afraid that she would castrate him or something. He made his way to his room and put the plant in a safe space by a window, hoping that it would get plenty of sunlight there. He then glanced at the mess his room was because of the musical. He had loved planning prom and planning the musical was just as fun - if not more. It helped to focus on planning things, rather than what he was going to do about Allison or Carolina. It was just too complicated a situation, especially when Allison's best friend was the savage Ayita. 

	Unfortunately, he knew it wasn't healthy to just stay in his room all day - even if it meant hiding from Ayita. He figured he'd be able to find some friends of his somewhere around the mansion, Maximoff was speeding around from what he could tell. Leaving his room, he went down the hallway and made his way to the staircase. [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
[b][color=12ABB0]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [/center][hr][hr]	Neil's eyes widened, hearing Carolina call him and Sara lovebirds, and he felt like he was going to puke. He didn't like Sara like that - okay, [i]maybe[/i] he did but Neil wasn't able to admit it to her. And how had Carolina caught onto his crush? Hopefully Sara would be kind enough to just kill him, rather than press him with questions about what Carolina had said. It took him a moment before he realized that Sara hadn't seemed to hear what Carolina had said. He let out a bit of a sigh of relief, regaining feeling in his toes. 

	[color=12ABB0]"Y-yeah, a pig... It's um... inspired by Circe... and um..."[/color] Neil was clearly flustered. He never felt confident enough to show people his drawings and Sara had not only seen one, but she was asking him about it. He bit his lip, taking a deep breath. [color=12ABB0]"Sorry, I um... I'm not used to talking about my drawings... I do like to draw, though,"[/color] he admitted, looking up at her. He looked a bit timid and exposed. This wasn't how he had imagined things to turn out - he was in his element when he was the Dungeon Master but now? He was just a flustered kid. 

	Damn that aircraft and whoever was inside of it... They were revealing his poor social skills. 

	[color=12ABB0]"...Who?"[/color] he asked, never having heard of a [i]Guina[/i]. [color=12ABB0]"And no, not at all..."[/color]