[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]

Despite the happiness, Allison felt at seeing Oshea in front of her, it was mixed in with a feeling of weirdness and dress. This whole situation was...unreal. He was literally there. She felt him. She could kiss him. But why? Why was he here? Why was she at this party? She had no memory of anything. This had to be a trick, she had to be in some dream world. [color=FFD9E9]"I thought you were....Look I can't explain it. I'm so glad to see you. I never got to tell you how much I love you. So if this is how I can finally say it, I am going to do it."[/color] She then kissed him, feeling the warmth of his lips on hers melt her insides. She never got to do that.

Allison pulled away in time to see someone at the entrance. She glanced that way and saw Magneto enter. She gripped Oshea's hand. Magneto led the charge that saw Oshea killed. She would not let him die again, dream or no. [color=FFD9E9]"Magneto's here. He must be planning something. Look...we can.."[/color] She was interrupted when a familiar face ran over and greeted her.

It made sense now. [color=FFD9E9]"Guin? Goss? Oh.."[/color] She inched closer to Guin. [color=FFD9E9]"We're undercover right? Still doesn't explain how Oshea is here, but I must have missed the memo. So what's the plan?"[/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]

The situation was weird. Mystique and Logan kissing? She felt the desire to barf then and there. But no one was speaking or answering her questions. They were acting like this was all in order, which it clearly wasn't given the batshit insane-ness of it all. Mystique walked over to her and she began to speak before she felt her cheek grow hot.

Did this bitch just slap her?

Normally, she would have punched the ever-loving daylights out of her, but the situation was wrong. She glanced around. She couldn't see how or why, but there was more to this. She looked over at Logan, trying to pierce his thoughts, but coming up short. She sighed mentally. This was not right, but it was not something she felt she should address. She glared at Mystique as she made her way over to where Logan called her over. If she didn't get answers soon, heads would roll one way or another.

[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]

While Anastasia understood the conversation, it was still better that little kids were unseen and unheard. In fact, why not bypass all the awkwardness and stickiness, to begin with. Just grow them into adults right away, save the trouble. Regardless, Mary had finally arrived, though she felt entertaining the sibling's thought in searching for her was a tad tedious. She was capable of being on her own.

She eyed Casper, enjoying the game. [color=9A86AD]"Spare the rod indeed. Just seems to me we are expected to be on time. We were all here and had to wait. But who am I but one of many? Pray continue."[/color] She gestured towards Gambit, eager to hear what the plan was.