[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/HsbrSgDf/arrow-gif-mine-lone-gunmen-thea-queen-willa-holland-queencest-se.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] The Palace - New York City, New York ([url=https://i.postimg.cc/SxJDcStp/image.png]Outfit[/url])
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]	[color=cc33ff]"And you'd leave me alone here by myself? Rude,"[/color] Guin teased him softly. She had her medium length brunette hair in a partial up-do, with an elaborate diamond necklace around her length and a matching bracelet on her wrist. She had her amethyst engagement ring on her left ring finger, the stone slightly breaking up the color scheme of her outfit but she didn't care. She loved it anyways. The dress was a navy tulle cutout gown and she had a pair of black wedges on. Now of course, given that she was marrying into the Royal Family, the Stark Industries heiress also had makeup on. 

	She glanced around the room, picking out her fiancée's brother going around talking to everyone. She couldn't help but be disappointed that Demetria had had to leave for a Red Guard mission. Lorna was always off working on her dissertation and Wanda assisted Magneto on most matters, meaning that Demetria was the closest thing she had to a female friend - one that she could often see, at any rate. Her best friend lived states away and Guin rarely got to leave New York City these days. [color=cc33ff]"Buuut you could tell me what you got me for the first day of Hanukkah?"[/color] she asked him, before feeling an odd sense of déjà vu. It was something like that or a daydream - as if she and Pietro had discussed these sort of things before recently. 

	Guin however reached behind her back and pulled out a little box. [color=cc33ff]"This is yours,"[/color] she told him with a slight smile. She had designed it herself over at Stark Industries. It was a dreidel that could withstand the kinetic energy of a speedster - meaning that if Pietro gave it a proper spin, it wouldn't burst into flames from the energy and friction. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=DBA1DE]Casper Theriot[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/qvb4wbRP/85XMoIo.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=DBA1DE]Location:[/color][/b] LeBeau Casino - New Orleans, Louisiana 
[b][color=DBA1DE]Skills:[/color][/b] Mediumship, Acting, Deception, Psychology[hr][/center]	Casper didn't remember what he had been doing before he found himself in a basement - there was booming music coming from up above, so he was likely underneath a club or casino or [i]something[/i]. Over at the table, his brother was holding some little kid in his lap as she colored - and that kid was definitely [i]not[/i] his. [color=DBA1DE]"Uh, Ben? What was I doing like... ten minutes ago?"[/color] Casper asked his friend. His ability allowed him to see ghosts and ever since Ben died, his best friend had been haunting him. It was rather sweet and helpful. 

	[i]"Watching makeup tutorials on YouTube..."[/i] Ben replied, the confusion evident in his voice. [i]"Casper, I don't think this is you hallucinating... I'm pretty sure the drugs you take can't make me see weird shit too, right? I'm dead. I don't have a body to process them..."[/i]

	He pinched his arm, trying to tell if he was dreaming or not, but it didn't really hurt. It also didn't help that he couldn't remember the last time he used or what he had done. Sure, Ben would know but he didn't want to rely on his ghost friend entirely. He liked showing that he had a little bit of independence in his life. [color=DBA1DE]"Okay then..."[/color] he mumbled, before smacking himself as hard as he could across the face. [color=DBA1DE]"...Oww..."[/color] Casper whispered, his face stinging and full with pain. He definitely wasn't dreaming then and this wasn't fun enough for it to be a high in his opinion. 

	This meant then that somehow... this was [i]real[/i]. Maybe his brother David had done something? The poor kid was in a mental hospital, but he had so many powers that Casper had lost track. He then looked at his brother again, doubting that Jack would believe him if he explained that nothing here was right and that Jack had [i]definitely[/i] kidnapped some blonde child. He'd need to try to convince Jack that he knew what was going on and then... as much as he detested the thought... he'd have to go visit his old man in order to figure this one out. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"There's a candy bowl, Ben!"[/color] Casper exclaimed happily, grabbing a handful of lollipops and then a can of Dr. Pepper. He shoved the candy into his pockets, before going down next to Jack and sitting down next to him. The kid looked a little bit familiar, but he couldn't place it. [color=DBA1DE]"So uh... What's goin' on, little brother?"[/color] he asked, smiling at Jack. 

	[i]"Dude, there is something seriously wrong here..."[/i]

	[color=DBA1DE]"Sssh, shut up Ben!"[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=add3ff]Dominika Novikova[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/dt5bc7Yd/original.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=add3ff]Location:[/color][/b] Red Guard Mobile Unit - Sydney, Australia 
[b][color=add3ff]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]	It was a weird sensation and not one that Novikova could ever prepare herself for. Her powers were unique - while she could move earth and metal, she also could see alternate realities just by looking at someone. One moment, she had been taking care of business as usual at the Playground, relieved that there wasn't anything too serious going on... and the next, she was on a plane headed to Australia, with a parallel but contradictory set of memories in her head. She could remember both worlds at once and she realized why. It wasn't too hard for the nuclear physicist / SHIELD agent / now a Red Guard member to figure out. Her dimensional energy perception was allowing the two realities to coexist in her head. 

	She turned her head, looking at Maria through her ruby tinted glasses. It seemed that her power finally had a use, though Novikova couldn't decide if she [i]wanted[/i] to know what was going on. She had memories of this life - memories of holding Maria again, kissing Maria, and... Well, the rest isn't proper for polite company. Novikova smiled slightly, but then her eyes fell on Tinley and her face fell a bit. She had memories of saying terrible, [i]awful[/i] things to her, just because Tinley wasn't a mutant like the rest of the Red Guard. But she also had memories of the real world, where Tinley was her commanding officer - someone she both respected and betrayed. Sparky wasn't here and she felt a little bit of pain. They had worked so hard to bring Sparky back from the Quantum Realm... 

	Novikova sighed slightly. Was this world the better one? She didn't know. All of the thoughts about realities and dimensions were starting to give her a headache and she tugged on her hair slightly, only to notice that it was back to her natural silver shade. She wasn't hiding being a mutant here. [color=add3ff]"...How are you, Maria?"[/color] Novikova asked her partner, deciding to factor Maria's response into her next move. 

	If she did decide to go rogue, it wouldn't have been the first time she disobeyed her commanding officer anyways.