[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color] and [color=7ea7d8]Pietro Maximoff[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/ncZqgHPr/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][color=7ea7d8]Location:[/color][/b] First Sub Basement - Operating Theater
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Mental Link [/center][hr][hr]	The adrenaline had worn off and Guin was starting to feel dizzy. The arguing and shouting that seemed to be erupting on and off all over medical didn't help, combined with the fact that as she shut her eyes, all of that blood was still reminding her of Muscles. He had traveled back in time in order to save all of them. He had sacrificed his life so that way they could have a better future. She bit her lip, trying to force herself to breathe evenly but it was like her mind was glitching. She couldn't get unstuck. 	

	[color=7ea7d8]"Guina? Are you okay?"[/color] Pietro asked her softly.

	[color=cc33ff][i]Just a little dizzy...[/i][/color] Guin didn't know if she could bring herself to speak right then.

	[color=7ea7d8][i]Oh... That sucks...[/i][/color]

	She reached into her pocket and gripped her fingers tightly around Muscles' wedding ring. She didn't have the mental energy to even think about the logistics involved in it still being there and not fading away. Pietro was really seriously injured and even though he healed fast, Muscles healed quickly as well and it didn't stop his death. It didn't stop Oshea's death when Sabretooth snapped his neck. 

	[i][color=7ea7d8]Guina? Are you okay? Talk to me please...[/color][/i]

	[color=cc33ff][i]You're really hurt... A-and all the blood...[/i][/color] Guin's breathing got jagged and irregular. She was squeezing that wedding ring so tightly it was starting to leave an impression on the skin of her palm. 

	[color=7ea7d8][i]Guina, I'm fine, don't worry... And everything will be okay...[/i][/color] he said, sitting on the bed next to her and pulling her into his arms. She was shaking as she tried her best to take deep breaths. Similar to how weighted blankets helped people with anxiety, having Pietro's strong arms around her slowly helped to calm her down. Guin still felt dizzy however, but she put the wedding ring back into her pocket. [color=cc33ff][i]You're covered in burns...[/i][/color]

	[i][color=7ea7d8]It could have been worse... Don't worry Guina...[/color][/i]

	[color=cc33ff][i]You could have died...[/i][/color] Guin started crying softly. 

	[color=7ea7d8][i]I wouldn't have died Guina...[/i][/color]

	She shook her head slightly, pulling her fingers underneath her sleeves. [color=cc33ff][i]Muscles did.[/i][/color]

	[color=7ea7d8][i]Guina, it's okay...[/i][/color]

	Guin started feeling a bit feverish. [color=cc33ff]"You need to let go, I might switch..."[/color] she mumbled. While she was better at controlling her powers, they were connected to her emotions. The little feverish sensation was more or less her body telling that she was primed and ready to switch. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"No... I don't care, and I don't want to leave you alone Guina. It'll be okay..."[/color]
	
	She tried taking another deep breath, still keeping her hands inside of her sleeves to try to minimize skin to skin contact. Her powers didn't have a lot of uses for the X-Men, but she knew that switching with Pietro right now wouldn't help. [color=cc33ff]"You hate it when we switch, since everything gets slow..."[/color] Guin mumbled, taking another breath. Her eyes were shut tightly. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"It's okay though... Don't worry Guina, it'll be alright... Everything will be fine, you'll see, just take a few deep breaths, okay?"[/color]

	She nodded, taking deep breaths but she was still shaking. The feverish sensation went away however and she slowly let her hands out from inside of her sleeves. [color=cc33ff]"...You need to let someone look at you. You're hurt,"[/color] she sniffled. [color=cc33ff]"Way more hurt than I am."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Well we have to wait for someone who can, so we can't do much anyway..."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"...Sorry,"[/color] she said quietly, finally calmed down for the most part. [color=cc33ff]"...I-I think I might have PTSD."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Yeah... I figured... It'll be alright though..."[/color]

	She opened her eyes, looking at him. [color=cc33ff][i]Even though I'm crazy?[/i][/color]

	[color=7ea7d8][i]I don't think you are crazy, and it doesn't matter to me even if you were...[/i][/color]

	Guin's eyes watered a bit and she blinked away the tears. [color=cc33ff][i]I love you so much... More than anything.[/i][/color]

	[color=7ea7d8][i]I love you more Guina.[/i][/color][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] First Sub Basement - Operating Theater 
[b][color=0072bc]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [/center][hr][hr]	[color=0072bc]"I... I think I was controlled..."[/color] Dean told Annie quietly. He was trying to ignore Richard, though it was a bit hard to do so. Looking at him just reminded him of the betrayal and then made his hands feel like they were still clutching Richard's kidney. He never wanted to touch that man's organs again. Dean clenched his hands and coughed a bit. The ice from Guin's weapon was slowing down his body's naturally quick healing. He wanted to be able to run away from this place and go home, to forget that he ever had been stupid enough to think that he could belong here. 	

	Hearing Carolina say that she would be fine, Dean tried his best to relax and calm down but he couldn't. Today had been a horrible day - almost as bad as when they had been attacked by O.M.E.N. He had been a student back then and he thought that he would be able to make things work this way. He knew that he wanted to help people, but this wasn't helping anyone. This was just... violence. He had had his most fun at the mansion planning events - like prom or the musical. [color=0072bc]"I'm glad you're okay..."[/color] he told Carolina softly. [hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=12ABB0]Neil Spellman[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/Y2JCPtmm/tumblr-pfnc7o-Ih-Lz1v12hxto4-400.gif[/img][hr][b][color=12ABB0]Location:[/color][/b] First Sub Basement - Operating Theater 
[b][color=12ABB0]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr][hr]	As Neil at first started to return to consciousness, he assumed that he was alone, wherever he was. He couldn't hear a single thing - well, he [i]did[/i] hear something. It was an annoying and incessant ringing, so loud that Neil moved his stiff arms to his head and smooshed his ears with his hands. It felt wet and sticky - his hands were covered in blood. Mira's scream must have burst his eardrums or something. He looked to the side, seeing Quicksilver on the bed snuggling Guin Stark. Neil shook his head a bit, wondering how a couple like that worked. Neil's thoughts then raced as he remembered what he had done - things he had done to his friends and he felt sick.

	He shut his eyes, plunging himself back into darkness but he couldn't keep them closed very long. He felt his chest heaving as he cried and he felt the tears on his face, but he couldn't hear it. He didn't know what to say or what to do. Every movement seemed to ache and he didn't want to move his hands at all. His powers had hurt people and he didn't want to have the slightest risk of doing that again. [color=12ABB0]"I can't... I can't hear..."[/color] Neil started coughing a lot. He hadn't registered it at first but his entire body felt like it was on fire. He wanted to just fall unconscious again and never wake up. It'd be easier than this.