[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] Telepathy[hr][/center]	Guin tilted her head slightly, confused at Allison's words. They were undercover? At first, she figured Allison realized how boring these events were and had decided that they needed to LARP as secret agents - but Allison didn't strike her as the type to pretend to be a spy during a Royal party. She knew better than to risk King Erik's anger, after all. Without asking for permission first, she used her telepathy, managing to get a few flashes of what was going on in Allison's mind. Allison was inside some sort of room with holographic hard light images, training... 

	[color=cc33ff]"You know what? How about us girls go and talk?"[/color] Guin suggested, looking at Pietro and Oshea. [color=cc33ff]"I'm sure you two have loads to catch up on - maybe you could see about inviting him and Ally to go to Robo Death Match with us later? My dad's working on a new suit for it."[/color] She smiled sweetly, before switching over to her telepathic link with Pietro to let him know what was going on. [i][color=cc33ff]There's something weird going on with Ally... I'll see if I can figure it out, but if not, we might need to take her to a hospital for a better evaluation...[/color][/i]

	Hopefully Pietro wouldn't insist on having her bodyguard come if she was going to go off with Allison to talk somewhere a bit more private. Her suspicion was that Allison was having some sort of mental break - it was the holiday's, people were stressed out and it happened. Or maybe it was due to the engagement stress? Guin could relate - she hated all of the wedding planning she had to do, even though the Palace had hired a wedding planner, she still had to be there to consult with all of the choices made. And if Allison really did have a mental break, Guin wanted it to just be between them for now - and Allison could decide for herself if she was going to tell Oshea. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=DBA1DE]Casper Theriot[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/nrXVtkJD/original.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=DBA1DE]Location:[/color][/b] LeBeau Casino - New Orleans, Louisiana 
[b][color=DBA1DE]Skills:[/color][/b] Mediumship[hr][/center]	Princess Fatale, as Casper had nicknamed her, was continuing to freak him out. How could someone so tiny be that scary? Of all of the new people he had met that day, he definitely was a lot more comfortable talking with Bombshell. At least Ben was here - his dead friend looked as confused and freaked out as Casper did, only Ben didn't have to worry about people realizing something was up with him. Casper was the only one who could see him. 

	[i]"You know, if you summoned more ghosts, maybe we can figure things out - they might know more than we do,"[/i] Ben pointed out. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"...Why don't I feel scared?"[/color] Casper muttered. Usually, the idea of summoning ghosts would have freaked him out entirely, causing him to yell and scream and curl into a ball and shoot up - sometimes in that order, usually not. Ever since his father locked him in a mausoleum in order to get over his fear of ghosts, it had been his goal to do whatever he could to keep his powers from manifesting. Ben tilted his head at his friend, surprised as well that Casper wasn't freaking out. He nodded at Ayita though, indicating that she was talking to him.

	Problem was, Casper had no idea who she was - he still couldn't decide if the man with her was her brother or her lover. Or maybe both?! [color=DBA1DE]"Oi, language!"[/color] Casper called out, looking at Richard. [color=DBA1DE]"There is a kidnapped child here and you just said [i]bon sang[/i] in front of her!"[/color] He then turned to Jack and sighed. [color=DBA1DE]"I'm not high, Jackie ne t'inquiète pas,"[/color] he told him softly. He barely paid attention to Gambit as he talked, hearing something about a crown of sorts they were supposed to steal. It sounded very Harry Potter to him. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"...Wait, Val? Really? That's worse than asking me to babysit - not that you shouldn't return this child to her parents,"[/color] Casper told his brother, raising an eyebrow. Their sister, Val, had been in a mental institution almost her entire life. He didn't pay attention to the little soap opera of the Ginger Clan, having his own family issues to deal with.[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#a81a75]Runa Blake[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/0y9gB6c9/tumblr-p38u66v-BFQ1wg814yo4-540.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#a81a75]Location:[/color][/b] Banner Residence - Sydney, Australia 
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center]	She had been about to tell him that she was wonderful, when suddenly, he kissed her. The warmth of his lips on hers was positively intoxicating and she wished that it would have lasted longer. If only her cousin, Klara, had been there - she would have loved to tell her all about this! Though she imagined if Klara was still Asgardian in this new universe someone had crafted for them, then she already knew all about it. Maybe Klara had arranged all of this somehow for her? Either way, Runa didn't care. She hadn't been happy in a long time, so she was perfectly content for things to stay like this. [color=#a81a75]"Can I not be happy to see you?"[/color] Runa asked him, smiling at him and hoping he would kiss her again.

	[color=#a81a75]"Yes, I did..."[/color] she said softly, her smile fading slightly as the moment ended, interrupted by an engine. She glanced down for a moment, figuring that these pajamas were decent enough and she followed after Lance. He was easily half a foot taller than she was - she estimated maybe even a little bit more, but she wasn't accustomed to Midgardian measurements. Her memories of this world didn't help much there - something with meters and joules and Kelvin? 

	She poked her head out from behind Lance, spotting the ship - it was definitely from Midgard - Earth? She was getting confused, thinking about the two lives at once and it was giving Runa a slight headache. At the very least, she didn't have to worry about defending Lance from the Chitauri or anything - or Skrulls or Kree. But if any of them tried anything, she was going to... No Gandr here, she realized. She didn't know if her staff would come to her if she called for him. She wasn't Asgardian here.

	But her memories did tell her something - she still studied magic. It was Midgardian magic - Eldritch magic - but it would be enough to defend Lance if anyone tried to take him from her. She finally had her happy ending and she wasn't going to let some woman with frost white hair take that away from her. [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] Dimensional Energy Perception[hr][/center]	Novikova nodded approvingly of Niah's plan, glad to see that she was still a kind and thoughtful person in this reality. Some people never changed. It made her pause for a moment though, wondering again where Sparks was... and her heart sank a little bit. She missed her best friend more than anything - but hopefully once she had a moment, she could do some digging and see what happened to Dr. Sparks in this universe. But hearing James continue to bully Tinley... Novikova took a breath. She owed Tinley for not killing her after everything she had caused in the other universe. 

	[color=add3ff]"Shut the fuck up, Kingston,"[/color] Novikova told him harshly. [color=add3ff]"Unless you want to see just how much metal your body can tolerate shoved up your ass before it gives up on healing you,"[/color] she told him, glaring at him but it was hard to tell with her shades. Mystique then jumped onto the anti-inhuman bandwagon and Novikova took a breath. Even if they didn't shift reality back - she still wasn't sure if that should be a goal or not - at the very least, she could make Mystique disappear for those comments. 

	Tinley was a better commander in the field anyways. Mystique was just having them go in blind essentially - sending in a group of five to talk to Banner's son. Agent Clarke seemed all too happy with the plan and Novikova wasn't concerned for the ice manipulator's safety. She wasn't really a member of her team. But Niah, Maria, Cass, and Tinley? They were all her people - no matter the reality. They were her family. She glanced at them for a moment, deciding to not argue with Mystique - she figured she was their best bet against the Hulk in the group going at any rate. 

	Once off of the ship, she was a few paces behind Sapphire. She hadn't really seen Lance Banner before, and he looked a lot younger than she had imagined. There was a short girl in pajamas behind him that she had never seen before. And as if adjusting her shades from the change in lighting, Novikova took off her glasses, staring at Lance. Her body froze up and her breathing became slow as her mind was flooded with a rush of images. Only two of the brief flashes were interesting though.

	The first? Banner had never Hulk'ed out in front of Lance in this world, from what she could tell - he didn't know his father was the Hulk. 

	And the second?

	She saw Sparky. Lance Banner, Theresa Sparks... They were the same person, just from different realities...