[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=FFD9E9]Allison Andrewss[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media1.giphy.com/media/13WbFkIP6QIlZ6/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=FFD9E9]Location:[/color][/b] The Palace - New York City, New York ([url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/7d/52/5a/7d525ad8263529d85a635c99c9f260b5.jpg]Outfit[/url])
[b][color=FFD9E9]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]

Allison opened her eyes and took in her surroundings. To any other person, what she saw would have shocked and surprised. And, to be fair, she was freaking out a bit. The last thing she remembered was getting ready to head to Los Angeles to spend some much needed freetime with her parents and now she was standing here, in a well decorated room surrounded by a bunch of people dressed fancy. She looked down and saw that she, too, was dressed rather well. Did she black out?

The glance around the room revealed some familiar faces. She saw Guin and Pietro talking to each other as well as Carolina, so she was thankful she wasn't alone in this. But still...what happened? Did Mesmero break free and control her? And if so, why put her here?

And then she heard his voice. A voice she hadn't heard in years. She turned to face it, seeing the man, now much older looking, she had fallen in love with those years ago. The one she lost.

[color=FFD9E9]"Oshea?"[/color]

Tears began to well up in her eyes. She fought them as best she could, but they began to trickle down her cheeks. She pulled him closer to her and embraced him, something she should have done all those years ago. [color=FFD9E9]"What are you doing here? What is this?"[/color] As happy as she was (and she was pretty fricken' happy) this could not be. She released him, taking him in. [color=FFD9E9]"I thought you were...."[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=FF8CBD]Tinley Abercrombie[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/WPLSZXhUr9sqs/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=FF8CBD]Location:[/color][/b] Red Guard Mobile Unit - Sydney, Australia
[b][color=FF8CBD]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]

Tinley jerked a bit in her seat as she came to. She glanced around her, aware she was in a jet flying to God knew where. She recognized the people around her. Agent Smith, Agent Bautista, Agent Novikova. What she had not planned was seeing Wolverine and Mystique in the driver's seats. Acting like nothing was out of the ordinary when it clearly was.

She did not plan this and was not briefed. What, did they drag her away in her sleep. [color=FF8CBD]"Wait, the Hulk? What are you talking about? What is going on? Where the hell am I? If this is a joke I am not laughing."[/color] She stared at the others near her, expecting an answer. She was still in charge.

Right?

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=9A86AD]Anastasia Reinhardt[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/8dfd4679c0747a514a2c81ba499dd705/tumblr_phzuffXsj31qjz9w2o3_250.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=9A86AD]Location:[/color][/b] LeBeau Casino - New Orleans, Lousiana
[b][color=9A86AD]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]

Mother and father had groomed her to be the best. She was expected to maintain this. She cared not for their opinion of her, however. She merely went along because she knew it would be in her own best interests. She had to maintain the family name as it held some semblance of power. Honor among thieves, right?

That was hogwash. There was no honor. As she entered the casino proper, she took it in that she was finally ready to participate in heists all on her own. No more hand holding. She would prove herself worthy of being her own person. She joined the others as they waited for the last person to arrive.

[color=9A86AD]"You know what schoolteachers did to late students? Surely some sort of punishment is in order. One cannot be late for these sorts of things, you know. One little misstep and everything comes spiraling down."[/color] She eyed the little girl among them. Cute enough, she supposed, but was it bad form to have her amongst them? Shouldn't she be off...playing with doll?