[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/FKJKRczH/the-gifted-591b350cc9ba7.png[/img][hr][img]https://i.postimg.cc/DwZPyRtp/tumblr-oy189xoglt1qd49gbo1-540.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][@Nallore][@FantasyChic][@BlueSky44][@Achronum][@Trainerblue192][/center][hr][center][h3][color=f7941d][b]Washington D.C.: September 8th, 2020 - 10:00 AM[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr][b][i]The Mutant Underground - D.C. Station:[/i][/b] Just to recap, the Mutant Underground's D.C. station is located in an abandoned warehouse. Those who have been there for a while get to sleep on ruined and cat pee stained couches - those who are new huddle together on the ground, using blankets to try to keep the chill of the concrete from seeping into their bones. When Colossus, Havok, and Spark Plug returned, the mood was grim when they realized Sapphire and Veil were gone. [color=DC95C5]"What the hell are we doing, just sitting around here?!"[/color] Sunspot snapped, his fist glowing red hot for a moment. They were in the middle of breakfast. [color=DC95C5]"We need to go find them now, damn it!"[/color] [color=84D595]"Yeah, we do, but just racing off to try and find them isn't going to help us Sunspot, just might cause us to get caught or something."[/color] Cannonball looked at his best friend for a moment, hoping that he would cool off a bit - both literally and figuratively. [color=E33B19]"Not to be a bitch about this... But we can't just bust them out of prison,"[/color] Negasonic pointed out, looking away from her phone for a rare moment. [color=E33B19]"We aren't criminals - this isn't the Brotherhood."[/color] Havok had been uncharacteristically silent. They had tried getting the Atlanta Station to send over Thunderbird, one of their trackers, but apparently he wasn't available. There was some rushed explanation about how his girlfriend had left him recently and he was taking it pretty hard. Havok could relate to that - he and Polaris broke up so often and it never got any easier. [color=B0B4B0]"There is man - Morlock - who I hired to find Illyana,"[/color] Colossus said, breaking the silence. [color=B0B4B0]"He is called Stretch. He is good man - maybe he can help us with police problem."[/color] [color=E33B19]"Great, so we are relying on mythical sewer dwellers to handle our legal matters?"[/color] Negasonic scoffed, rolling her eyes. [b][i]Homeless Shelter - Mutant Friendly:[/i][/b] Anastasia's night would have been less comfortable than she was used to. She had managed to get a place to stay at one of the few mutant friendly homeless shelters. The outside of the building was tagged with slurs along the lines of [i]MUTIE SCUM![/i] and [i]IT'S ADAM AND EVE, NOT MUTIE AND EVE![/i] - not all of the insults were the most creative. Most of the people that spent the night in the shelter kept to themselves, but potentially one of them will be able to get her into contact with the Mutant Underground. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=935DB8]Veil[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/hPG2fJm0/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=935DB8]Location:[/color][/b] Jail [b][color=935DB8]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center] Veil had been gone for what seemed like an eternity, but in reality it hadn't been much more than eleven hours. While Sapphire had been allowed to sleep in a cell, they had interrogated the leader of the Washington D.C. branch of the Mutant Underground overnight. The collars that the police had forced onto the two girls repressed and inhibited their powers, preventing them from fighting back. It was morning when the door to Sapphire's cell was opened and Veil stumbled her way inside. [color=A4FFFC]"Veil? Are you okay?"[/color] Sapphire asked instantly, going over to help her to her to sit down on a bed. She had two black eyes. Her lip was bloodied and bruised. Veil's already wild and untamed hair was matted in several locations, as if someone had pulled on it and forced her head around. [color=935DB8]"All things considered, I am,"[/color] Veil said softly. As much pain as she was in, she was beyond exhausted and in desperate need of sleep. There was blood on her arm. She had already had a scar in the shape of an M before this, but Sapphire would be able to see that someone had decided to reinforce the scar while they "interrogated" her. [color=A4FFFC]"You should probably get some sleep while you can..."[/color] she said, concerned about her friend right now. This also was a way to distract her from the fact that they were currently sitting in prison. Sapphire internally was trying not to panic at this thought, but it didn't really matter. She just wanted to make sure that Veil was okay. Veil nodded slightly, though her neck was stiff so even that wasn't too comfortable a motion to make. [color=935DB8]"They'll probably come for you next... Don't give them anything, okay?"[/color] Veil mumbled. [color=A4FFFC]"Wasn't planning on it, and don't remind me... This isn't exactly my first rodeo with this sort of crowd..."[/color] she muttered. [color=935DB8]"Maybe, but your boyfriend isn't here this time."[/color] There was then a sharp knock at the door and the cell opened. "Clarke, come with us," the guard ordered stiffly. [color=A4FFFC]"He's not my boyfriend exactly, and might be able to call him to bail us out..."[/color] she whispered with a slight smile, but she wasn't too thrilled when the guard showed up, and her mind started racing as she was beginning to majorly panic.[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=DAF7A6]Sunshine[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/FK1fS4Z8/original.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=DAF7A6]Location:[/color][/b] the Morlock Tunnels [b][color=DAF7A6]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center][hider=Visual][i]To let you guys get an idea of what this place looks like better than I could describe it[/i] [img]https://i.postimg.cc/LXrYtfR1/Morlocks.png[/img][/hider] The generators had been turned back on before they all went to sleep that night. Even though they weren't powering lights, they were powering essentially small space heaters, helping to keep all of the Morlocks warm. There were a few open tents and inside of them, there were plenty of blankets and pillows. If it wasn't for the fact that they were in the sewers, it essentially would have felt nothing different from going camping. During the night, some slept better than others however. Blink and Grimlock were sharing a tent together, since they had a sibling like bond. Erg was alone, with the exception of his guns of course. Poor Leighton, she froze her tent over during the night! It essentially looked like an attempt to recreate Elsa's ice palace. Fortunately, the ice didn't spread far and no one got hurt. Sunshine had woken up early. She had an antsy feeling in her stomach - her brain telling her that it was time to run, that she had been in one place too long. However, as she looked up at the faded yellow of her tent flaps and heard the quiet giggles of little kids running around in the background, she couldn't help but grin a bit. This place was amazing. And the cost of admission was getting a cool scar on her face? She could live with that. [color=0C6598]"Good morning, Sunshine,"[/color] Erg told her with a smile, seeing the teenager rocking some major bedhead as she went to the food line. They had Froot Loops, milk, and coffee available that morning for breakfast. A few of the Morlocks went to an old woman, grabbing what seemed to be medication and taking it. [color=DAF7A6]"Morning, Buttface,"[/color] Sunshine told Erg with a smirk. Erg stared at her for a moment, chuckling and shaking his head. [color=0C6598]"Have you decided to stay with us, little one?"[/color] he then asked. [color=DAF7A6]"Yeah. Duh. Thought that was obvious - only a freaking moron would say otherwise."[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=B1C1EB]The Black Queen[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/d3q16cF8/tumblr-pc9xwb-I0p81uwl6nzo8-540.gif[/img][hr][hr][/center] Reeva Payge, better known as the Black Queen, was not a woman to be trifled with. She had clawed her way to where she was today, with the goal of creating a mutant homeland. Separate and equal is inherently unequal - and she wanted the humans to suffer from it. Any obstacle in her way would be removed no matter the sacrifice. Her hands closed around the warmth of her soy latte, her shades blocking the rays of the sun as she sat on the patio outside of a cafe. Her phone rang and she set the cup down without hesitation, picking it up and putting it to her ear. [color=B1C1EB]"What?"[/color] she asked sharply, not in the mood for excuses or delays. There had already been too many, requiring for her to bring another recruit into the fold. The more people her plan required, the more room there was for betrayal and loss of secrecy - something she would not allow to stand. [color=B1C1EB]"Mr. Ryan, I am afraid you do not understand the position you are in."[/color] [color=B1C1EB]"We had an agreement."[/color] Her fingers clicked on the glass of the table, her lips curled with distaste as she listened to the person on the other end of the line. [color=B1C1EB]"I don't care how it happens - promise him something and ensure that it is done. This needs to happen for our plans, understood? You have until tomorrow at midnight - or I will have to find someone else to be America's sweetheart."[/color][hr][center][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n_2Xf-MbZb4[/youtube][/center]