[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#556B2F]Luna Braddock[/color][/h1][img]https://i.imgur.com/zgRR3EI.gif[/img][hr]
[color=#556B2F][b]Location:[/b][/color] Mutant Underground -- Washington D.C.
[color=#556B2F][b]Skills:[/b][/color] [/center][hr][hr]

Luna flipped down the kickstand on the [url=https://www.drivespark.com/bikes-photos/models/435x268/bmw-f750-gs_1515670698.jpg/3/x.pagespeed.ic.Sc7koxE5XX.jpg]bike[/url] she had rented as soon as stepped foot on American soil. No, it wasn’t as precious has the [url=https://www.thebikemarket.co.uk/media/190253/1.jpg?width=1680&height=1260&mode=max&upscale=false%27]baby[/url] she had back home but she, as well as her father and Xavier decided that a bike as flashy as that should probably remain home. Still, Luna needed something to get around on and this would suffice. She took her helmet off, ran hands through her helmet hair to given the shortened, blonde hair some sort of shape. One thing that needed to be perfected while overseas was the ability to change one's appearance. Luna didn’t have that ability but how much more useful would it be within this line of work to have a completely different appearance whenever you wanted it? She got off the bike, setting her helmet down on the seat and walked out of the trees. The Underground in Washington D.C. wasn’t much to look at but that was kind of the point wasn’t it? Hiding in plain sight or in the most rundown, degraded place ever. Still, Luna would have preferred staying at a hotel of some kind. She sighed, staring at the grimy building with tattered sheets and walked towards the building. Bring on the “who are you!?”, “come no further!” or just plain, start firing no questions asked that the runaways tended to have. 
She took the secret way in, Xavier having briefed her a bit before hand. She walked into the darkened building and gave it a once over before she focused on the people within. 
[color=#556B2F]”You’re interior decorating has done a wonderful job. Mind if I get the number off of you?”[/color] Her British accent rang true as she looked at the big silver man and smaller but no less agressive girl beside him. Colossus and Negasonic she determined from the Professor’s description. 
[color=#556B2F]”Where’s Veil?”[/color] Luna was a very much, straight to the point person. Sure she enjoyed flair, hence the bike and leathers she was currently in that hugged every well toned curve but, she was here for a purpose and she enjoyed working. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#FFDAB9]Cayden Proudstar[/color][/h1][img]https://alyxwrites.files.wordpress.com/2018/05/tumblr_oo57elafoh1v74rx1o3_400.gif?w=268[/img][hr]
[color=#FFDAB9][b]Location[/b][/color]: Homeless Shelter - Mutant Friendly -- Washington D.C. 
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Cayden found a dime on the sidewalk and was currently flipping it into the air and catching it. Supposedly, if you found a dime on the ground it meant that a loved one who had passed was letting you know that they were watching. That whatever path you were on, was the right one and to continue on. Cayden Proudstar looked up, seeing several people getting out of a car and heading into the back entrance of the homeless shelter. Thank goodness the location the big silver guy had told him was true and he hadn’t sent him to some Purifier strong hold. Right path indeed. He watched them kick down the door and smirked. Kickass entrances, check. Yup, definitely the right place. He looked left and right before dashing across the street to follow these fellows inside. 
So far it was pretty calm but having a stranger show up behind them would determine if anything, exciting happened. A blonde girl was holding open the door, talking to the people inside. She was talking about needing a bigger car. 
[color=#FFDAB9]”Are we talking a luxury model? Or a mini van?”[/color] Cayden grinned at the new faces. [color=#FFDAB9]”Cayden Proudstar at your service.”[/color] He flourished his hand and bowed at the waist. [color=#FFDAB9]”Or Moonwalker if you prefer. The big silver guy said you people tend to stick to the codenames. Anywho, a car. I had a friend who used to boost vehicles. Never attempted myself but I watched him do it a few times.”[/color]