[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FB5A7E]Leighton Brooks[/color][/h1][img]https://media0.giphy.com/media/3oKIPq5EQ1CIlWq0QU/giphy.gif?cid=3640f6095c3161494c32494d4d32061a[/img][hr][color=FB5A7E][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Streets of D.C.
[color=FB5A7E][b]Skills[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Leighton had rushed forward without thinking. She had to get away. She heard the distant sound of sirens, figuring they had arrived or would be arriving at Target soon. She needed to get out of sight. She came to a crossroads. Her hotel was one way, but it was past the police station. She would have to be careful then and she was literally shooting ice. A park was nearby and it didn't seem busy, but that could change.

Then she noticed the sewer. It was bad enough she almost had to hide in a dumpster and now...was she really considering? It was not something she would have done under normal circumstances, but this was beyond normal. This was...wrong. How could she do this? She wasn't a fre...a mutant. She couldn't be!

She shook her head and resolved herself. Running to the sewer, she opened it up and shot in. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9A86AD]Anastasia Reinhardt[/color][/h1][img]https://i.gifer.com/8v3k.gif[/img][hr][color=9A86AD][b]Location[/b][/color]: Hellfire HQ
[color=9A86AD][b]Skills[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Anastasia pretended to give it some thought, but she knew what she wanted. It was what she always wanted. [color=9A86AD]"Oh, you know. What every young girl wants really. A large mansion with plenty of servants to do my every bidding. I want to be revered and worshipped. I want people on their knees when they address me. Oh, and a puppy."[/color] Anastasia's face showed no emotion behind it, even if her words did. She knew her demands weren't morally just, but she did not care.

[color=9A86AD]"Provided you were not kidding when you suggested royalty, I believe these demands can be met. I accept the mission then. Any particular one you wish me to hit first or is it fair game?"[/color] She positively shook with anticipation but that would show her hand too quickly. After all, she didn't trust this woman as far as she could have her throw herself. That would be stupid. She had just met her, after all.

But the prospect of being above others was to titillating to pass up.