[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/rswbkLT9/source.gif[/img][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] First Sub Basement - Medical
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Deduction, Perception, Investigation, Mental Link w/ Pietro, Agility, Archery[/center][hr][hr]	Guin took the gauze from Beast. It was one of the benefits of having short hair - she could actually put gauze on her head without giving a huge clump of hair in the way. Back when she was younger, she had hair like Rapunzel and it had been a pain on those few occasions where she had ended up with head injuries. Patching herself up, Guin managed to get it secure and had the right amount of pressure to stop the bleeding. [color=cc33ff]"...Lance and I were just talking, when Dean showed up and started attacking Richard. Mary was messing with something in the Electronics Lab before she then came out and attacked us too..."[/color]

	She winced slightly, still freaking out over what was going on. It felt like a nightmare that she was never going to wake up from. Her thoughts started to race faster and faster, going into overdrive as her Stark brain figured out what was going on. [color=cc33ff]"They're being mind controlled, Hank. I don't know who by but they have... Dean, Mary, and Pietro at the very least. I don't know who else,"[/color] Guin explained. It had been a simple series of deductive leaps. 

	[color=cc33ff]"I don't think it's Kilgrave though,"[/color] Guin murmured, looking at Lance. They had had a run in with someone with the power of mind control before. It hadn't been pretty. [i][color=cc33ff]Are you okay?[/color][/i] Guin reached out softly to Pietro. Her head was pounding slightly. [i][color=7ea7d8]My ear's are ringing[/color] [color=cc33ff]Hey, maybe we have matching head wounds.[/color] [color=7ea7d8]No, it is more likely the sonic screech that just blasted my eardrum.[/color] [color=cc33ff]Oww... I'm going to go help Richard. Then I'm coming for you.[/color] [color=7ea7d8]You are going to do what now?[/color][/i]

	Guin then drew a few arrows from her quiver, having them at the ready. They had tips that froze the target on impact. [color=cc33ff]"I'll be back - expect a popsicle soon,"[/color] Guin told Hank. Speedsters tended not to do very well in the cold. 

	[color=blue]"Ms. Stark, I must insist that you stay put."[/color] Guin shrugged slightly. Pietro had taught her a lot about how to be more agile and as Beast went to keep her from leaving, she expertly ducked underneath his arms and slipped out into the hallway, the door shutting behind her. [hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=0072bc]Dean Kesseli[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/0yRfGq4H/tumblr-oazyvdmcuv1qlgbzbo1-500.gif[/img][hr][b][color=0072bc]Location:[/color][/b] First Sub Basement - Hallway
[b][color=0072bc]Skills:[/color][/b] Superhuman Agility[/center][hr][hr]	Dean was already beyond pissed at Richard - Mesmero was only fueling that fire. Where Dean's emotions stopped and Mesmero's commands began was a hard line to define. As Richard brought up the name of his biological sister, Max, and the fact that [i]he knew[/i] information about her that he had withheld... Dean let out a scream of rage. [color=0072bc]"Don't you fucking dare talk about my sister!"[/color] Dean snapped. He phased his hand into Richard's stomach again, grabbing onto the other kidney, but then his [i]hand got stuck[/i].

	[color=0072bc]"What the hell?!"[/color] Dean muttered, tugging his hand around in an attempt to phase it out but it just wouldn't work! He looked at Richard, almost apologetic for a moment, as he kept on tugging and trying it at different angles but nothing worked. From down the hallway, Guin came out from medical and she notched an arrow, aiming at Dean. From what she could tell, it looked like Dean was getting a little too friendly with Richard. 

	He didn't notice Guin release the arrow. It hit him dead on, freezing what it touched. For a speedster, cold is the natural enemy - it slows them down. If he was having trouble phasing his hand out before, it would be practically impossible now. [color=cc33ff]"No wonder Pietro calls you the wannabe speedster. He could have dodged that,"[/color] Guin taunted Dean.  

	[color=0072bc]"Fuck off, bitch!"[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=12ABB0]Neil Spellman[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/sxGsV8Jh/ezgif-1-eb65a3178f7e.gif[/img][hr][b][color=12ABB0]Location:[/color][/b] First Floor - Formal Sitting Room
[b][color=12ABB0]Skills:[/color][/b] Telekinesis [/center][hr][hr]	Neil couldn't hear as they were thrown against the wall again. His ears were ringing - so in a sense he could hear, just nothing useful. Glancing around the room, he tried to read lips to see if anyone was saying anything, but it wasn't in his skill set. However, he knew that he had to accomplish his mission. They needed to get this done with, with or without hearing. [color=12ABB0]"I've got the screamer,"[/color] Neil said, hoping that Sara or Pietro could hear him. 

	He tried to throw Mira's head against the table, only succeeding in shoving the She-Banshee back and Mira managed not to hit her head. He stumbled forward slightly, having lost his sense of balance without his hearing. He never had spent a lot of time thinking about how connected those senses were until now. And even though Rogue and Gambit had run outside, he still felt like they were outnumbered. Storm and Mira, both of them were incredibly powerful. He tried again, this time banging her head against the table but it was just a small wound. 

	It didn't take Mira out of the picture like he had hoped.