[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/363556781537886208/532086118167085056/tumblr_ojwo5iHH021qhodd8o2_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: Morlocks
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]:[/center] [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/363556781537886208/569057266058264586/Screenshot_20190420-030727_Instagram.jpg]New Outfit[/url]
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	Bewilderment took over Max as Sunshine spoke. He didn’t know her past or what she had been through, but it seemed to help shape her into the vile creature that she was. Sure, she was young, but being young didn’t excuse the rude comments and remarks that the young girl made. Part of him hoped that Fred would wake up and bite her hand, but that was neither here nor there. To his slight surprise Blink quickly took to defending him, and the others who wanted to go and stay with the Underground. He knew it was probably nothing more than something akin to a parent trying to remind their children of manners, but the sentiment was still nice.

	Once the portal opened up Max looked between the new location and the current one. Unsure on if he should stay or go. Yeah he wanted to go to the Underground and leave the trigger happy leader to himself, but he also promised to help Caduceus with the generator since he managed to partially muck up the chance of getting some of the pieces they needed during the run. [color=aba400]”Thanks Leighton, I really appreciate it...truly. But, it looks like I’m sticking around for a moment longer then. I did lend my aid to Cad over here, and if he’s staying to fix the generator then so am I. Don’t worry though, I’ll try my hardest not to be a liability while I’m down here, and I’ll leave as soon as we are finished. So I suppose I'll see you then?”[/color] Max smiled at Leighton before he walked over towards James smiling. [color=aba400]”So Mr. Fixer, what do we need to do?”[/color]

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[h1][b][i][color=CC99FF][center]Peter Jackson Bernard[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[Center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/363556781537886208/573753152474447892/source_1.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=CC99FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Frost International.
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	Jinx took the card, offering the guy a wink upon doing so. Chances were that Jinx was about to have a lot of fun. He couldn’t quite tell if the man was a mutant or scum but either way he could toy with him in some fashion, whether that be physically or murderously was yet to be known. He watched as Emma Frost’s eyes twinkled, clearing her schedule with what he could only assume was her assistant, though he worried on if she also scanned his mind for information. He wasn’t necessarily concerned that she had anything to do with the current issue, but more so didn’t like telepaths poking their noses into his carnival riddled brain full of mayhem and fun. The thought to Jinx her crossed his mind, thinking [i]If she can use her abilities on me, why shouldn’t I return the favor?[/i] But Jinx quickly dismissed the thought as it may complicate work too much and he just didn’t want to deal with the hassle of it all.

	As Requiem and her spoke, Jinx opted for putting his hands inside his pants pockets. Rocking back and forth on from the balls of his heels to the tips of his toes as he whistled a tune in his head. His eyes darted around the facility, taking note of any cameras that were in sight, yet oddly enough there seemed to be none. [color=CC99FF][i]Man, security is lacking here. Either her telepathic abilities stretch the whole building, or they’re hidden way too well.[/i][/color] Jinx took out the map for a moment, studying it and reading what each floor contained, while the adults spoke. Finally Requiem shut his pretty little mouth and Jinx just smiled at Frost and then Requiem, putting the map away and rubbing his hands together. [color=CC99FF]”Then its settled. Lead the way m’lady”[/color] he said as he gave an exaggerated bow with a flourish of his hand.