[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/FKJKRczH/the-gifted-591b350cc9ba7.png[/img][hr][img]https://i.postimg.cc/Dzzr3Ykt/tumblr-oz5zfjyv-Wa1uwl6nzo1-540.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][@Nallore][@FantasyChic][@BlueSky44][@Achronum][@Trainerblue192][@KazAlkemi][/center][hr][center][h3][color=f7941d][b]Washington D.C.: September 8th, 2020 - 12:45 PM[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr][b][i]The Luxury - Washington D.C. Waterfront:[/i][/b]

	The servant nodded at Requiem's inquiry, while Shaw seemed to be too focused on business to really acknowledge the question regarding the origin of the wine. Or perhaps he simply just figured that he had people for answering that sort of question and did not personally pay attention to where his alcohol was sourced from. [color=E19243]"If I told you, I'd have to kill you,"[/color] Shaw said, his face straight before it broke into a smile and he laughed. [color=E19243]"But very well. The asset is a prototype sentinel. As I'm sure you can understand, I am eager to keep it from the wrong hands. It's been missing for nine days."[/color]

	Shaw surprisingly didn't seem repulsed in the slightest by Jinx sticking his wad of gum on the rim of the glass. [color=E19243]"As for returning the sentinel... Destroy it, if you are able to. If not, I am more concerned with the name of the traitor in our midst, whoever they are."[/color] He then took a sip of his own drink, waiting to see if Requiem and Jinx had any further questions for him. It was understandable if they did - this was a big ask of him and would have tremendous implications on the future of the Hellfire Club. 

[b][i]The Mutant Underground - Washington D.C. Station:[/i][/b]

	Colossus' eyes then widened a bit, as the full meaning of Luna's identity and words sunk in. While he was understandably concerned about the actions of the one percent, he also remembered what she had said about Shaw messing with the less fortunate. He [i]knew[/i] that his sister had to be alive, he was certain of it - what if the information Luna had for them would shed some light on what had happened to her? It was a long shot but he was desperate. 

	Havok eyed Spark Plug as she walked off, leaving them with the friendly neighborhood lesbian. Her haircut reminded him a little bit of Captain Marvel, come to think of it, though he wasn't sure if Danvers was still sporting that style of hair. [color=FAFD95]"So - we have another rich prick with superpowers, here to warn us about a rich prick with superpowers..."[/color] Havok summarized, looking at Luna. [color=FAFD95]"How do we know that you are who you say you are? Anyone could walk in here and claim to be related to a famous hero and demand to speak to Veil. What if you're working for Shaw and want to kill her, hmm? Or were planted here by a purifier? I haven't even seen you use your powers yet."[/color]

	[color=E33B19]"That's dumb,"[/color] Negasonic chimed in, having come over to rejoin the conversation. She then glanced up from her phone. [color=E33B19]"Cannonball just messaged. He's having a man to man moment with Sunspot, will be back in a few hours once he's gotten the fireball calmed down."[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=935DB8]Veil[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/PrX86Zbm/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=935DB8]Location:[/color][/b] Flynn's Car - Dairy Queen
[b][color=935DB8]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center]	Veil rolled her eyes slightly at Sapphire's interjection, but she wasn't about to change her opinion of the X-Men. They were the spandex brigade - a bunch of well intentioned (usually idiotic) superheroes who went outside and fought in yellow spandex, inspiring mutants across the country. They did a lot of good, Veil wasn't discounting that, but they rarely improved the day to day lives of normal mutants. Their work didn't stop mutants from being discriminated against, it didn't stop them from losing their jobs and being evicted, from their kids being tormented and beaten at school. It didn't make the world a safe place for them to live. Maybe in liberal cities like New York, but elsewhere? It was humanity's world - not theirs - and that was painfully clear. 

	She ignored Spark Plug's comment about wanting to check her out in spandex as well. While Veil did find herself attracted to women, she just didn't have a thing for Spark Plug. They were too similar, with the main difference being that Veil was cool and reserved in comparison to Spark Plug's fire. [color=935DB8]"Captain Britain... That name sounds familiar,"[/color] Veil muttered. For the life of her, though, she couldn't think of [i]why[/i] exactly she had heard that codename before. [color=935DB8]"If she's persistent on asking for me, then she can wait until I get back. I'll see about bringing some food back with me,"[/color] Veil told Spark Plug, before she turned her phone slightly and covered the speaker.

	[color=935DB8]"Get me a deluxe cheeseburger and a brownie dough blizzard, please? Also a few chicken strip baskets, provided SHIELD is paying, for people back home,"[/color] Veil asked. [color=935DB8]"Also Spark Plug says hi, Saph,"[/color] she said. She eyed Flynn for a moment. As much as she hoped he would stick around and sweep Sapphire off of her feet, she also had to wonder if maybe SHIELD would be able to take in this tip, but she brushed off the thought as ridiculous. SHIELD was only one bad call away from being just like OMEN. She had heard through the Mutant Underground leadership network that they had gotten into genetic experiments as well. That wasn't the sort of organization out to help mutants. In her mind, SHIELD was out to help themselves. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=DAF7A6]Sunshine[/color] and [color=DBA1DE]Spirit Box[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/t4Vyk0m0/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] the Sewers - Underneath the National Zoo
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A[hr][/center]	[color=DAF7A6]"So first of all, I'm not a kid. I'm seventeen - I think,"[/color] Sunshine began. She was only about twelve percent uncertain about her age. She hadn't really celebrated her birthday living on the streets, having honestly forgotten what date it was until she ended up in juvi and spotted it on one of her records. At least, she had assumed that was her birthdate - she had the reading level of a six year old child. It was very hit or miss as to whether or not she could get the squiggles on the page to turn into something that made sense. [color=DAF7A6]"Second, what do you mean ten months? Did you hit your head or something? It was like, maybe half an hour tops... And third, my name is Sunshine, I don't want a new codename, and I'm fine, Hufflepuff,"[/color] she told Jack, giving him a slight smile. [color=DAF7A6]"But thanks for the concern."[/color]

	Casper meanwhile just gave James a good natured smile, not too bothered by the black eye. He had dealt with worse before and having a cute boy fuss over him? It wasn't a bad start to his afternoon. [color=DBA1DE]"Physically, mentally, or emotionally good?"[/color] Casper asked with a bit of a laugh.  [color=DBA1DE]"Since I think the answer is... maybe or yes to all of them. Depends on who you ask."[/color]

	[i]"I think the answer is no to all of them,"[/i] Ben chimed in. 

	 [color=DBA1DE]"Rude, Ben!"[/color] Casper exclaimed, a bit exasperated with his friend.  [color=DBA1DE]"Fine, I suppose accounting for childhood trauma then you'd be right, but I think this was one of those [i]are you good?[/i] questions where society says we answer yes even if the answer is no,"[/color] Casper pointed out, looking at the ghost of his friend. Ben was currently "standing" a few feet to the right of James. 

	[i]"Also, he asked you how you got caught up in everything,"[/i] Ben reminded Casper, knowing that he had the attentions span of a teaspoon at times. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"Right, right, right. Well, Jackie - Stretch I think is his made up name - is my little brother,"[/color] he explained. [color=DBA1DE]"I got the good hair in the family, as I'm sure you can tell. He was supposed to meet up with me after I got released from rehab, but I wandered to Sephora - got an amazing deal! - and then sorta stumbled upon him anyways,"[/color] he explained with a shrug. 

	As Max went on about Sunshine's victims, Blink raised an eyebrow at Max. [color=D48FFF]"You [i]really [/i]think the purifier was the victim here?"[/color] she asked him, a bit bluntly. In her mind, it had been plain and simple self defense. If anyone was the victim, it was the teenage girl that had to take a life in order to survive. 

	Erg then nodded, taking in everything for a moment to collect his thoughts. The supply mission was critical - and he wanted to get those who would not join them full time out of the tunnels as soon as possible. Tome, for example, was proving to be a bit of a risk - and he didn't take risks with his people. [color=0C6598]"Blink, please open a portal to the warehouse. All of those who wish to go on the supply mission, please head on through. Leighton, I will attempt to help you learn basic control over your powers, though this is not a community of teaching. I will make this exception for you as you saved Stretch's life, but do not expect any further lessons from me if you do not become a Morlock."[/color] 

	[color=D48FFF]"At least he didn't bring out the gun,"[/color] Blink quipped, before making a portal. Through the portal, they'd see what looked to be an abandoned storage warehouse, filled with rows upon rows of boxes. The boxes were labeled for the most part with what they contained and it seemed to be mostly electronics and technology.