[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 - Hallway --> Operating Theater --> First Floor - Formal Sitting Room [b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr][hr] Guin raised an eyebrow, looking at the scene in front of her. Richard was on the floor with Dean stuck to him - and Dean was unconscious and covered in ice. And somehow, Richard thought he was in a position to boss her around? [color=cc33ff]"I don't think I'm the one in danger of dying right now, Richard,"[/color] Guin pointed out to him. Sure, she had a slight head wound but she felt fine and she had been able to land a decent shot on Dean. [color=cc33ff]"Also, I don't take orders from you,"[/color] she added. She glanced back at Beast, nodding a bit at his words. [color=cc33ff]"I got them,"[/color] she replied, before she essentially dragged the Richard/Dean combo into medical and then into the operating theater. [color=cc33ff]"You're going to have to lift them - my upper body strength is good, but not that good."[/color] However, her face paled slightly as he mentioned that they didn't have any blood on hand for Lance. She could think of one person off the top of her head that was the same blood type - Lance's father. She took out her phone and sent a text message to both Banner and her own father: [i][color=cc33ff]Lance needs blood transfusion ASAP. Come to Mansion NOW.[/color][/i] [color=cc33ff]"Okay, blood is on the way. I'm going to go help with the chaos upstairs,"[/color] Guin told Beast. She didn't wait for an answer, but she did flip Richard the middle finger as she left medical and headed up the stairs. Almost immediately, she could hear the sound of rain in the formal sitting room, as well as shouting. There seemed to be fights breaking out all over the Mansion and surprisingly, Guin was calm. It was as if she had hit her terror threshold and had decided [i]alright, we'll deal with this one asshole at a time[/i]. It also helped that she had taken five inhibitors - all they had on hand - from medical with her. Entering the formal sitting room, she glanced around to see who all was there. Pietro, Neil, Sara, Storm, and Mira were all accounted for. At least Storm managed to keep her from getting completely soaked, that was a plus - and from that, she deduced that Storm and Mira were not controlled. The others were. [color=cc33ff]"You guys had a party without me? Lame."[/color] Sara definitely would need an inhibitor. So would Pietro. And Neil. That would leave two to handle the rest of the Mansion. [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 really hear what the others were saying, forcing him to rely on facial expressions. Storm looked a bit sad or crestfallen as she bent over Mira, before she zapped the girl with lightning. There was a good chance that Mira had been killed or at least severely injured. Sara must have switched over the powers she was copying - and Storm then soaked them all in rain, saying something that Neil couldn't understand. [color=12ABB0]"I can't hear you,"[/color] Neil muttered. He almost didn't notice Guin when she showed up - how long had she been there for? At any rate, he saw her and realized she would be easy pickings. Compared to Mira and Storm, her powers were nothing. And as long as he avoided making skin contact with her, he wouldn't have to worry about them at all. Glancing at her left knee, Neil figured that would cause maximum pain and maximum inconvenience. He just needed to get the little drug addict out of the way. Twisting his hands as he started to use his powers on her, Neil then blinked in confusion. Quicksilver wasn't standing next to him and Sara anymore. And Guin was gone as well. [color=12ABB0]"What the?"[/color] Neil mumbled, even though he wouldn't be able to hear any responses. It was all just loud ringing still.