[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FB5A7E]Leighton Brooks[/color][/h1][img]https://media0.giphy.com/media/3oKIPq5EQ1CIlWq0QU/giphy.gif[/img][hr][color=FB5A7E][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Mutant Underground (F3) -> (F6)
[color=FB5A7E][b]Skills[/b][/color] Ice Manipulation[/center][hr][hr]

Victory, however short-lived, still felt good. Hearing the bell ring made her feel something. It was a feeling unlike that of which she felt before. Perhaps working with others was a good thing. They did well as a team. Feedback's words echoed in her mind though. The Morlocks were under attack? They had to help. She about say such before they were interrupted. Before another word other than Boo could be said, the man started blasting the beams around them. Colossus was taken aback by some woman, so it seemed it was up to them for now.

The others leaped into action. Leighton surged forward, throwing ice blasts at the man. She missed all her shots save for two, which ended up going past and hitting Negasonic as she froze in place. [color=FB5A7E]"Shoot! Sorry!"[/color] She flustered a bit before she clenched her fist. In her mind, she formed a giant boulder, but it wasn't that big. Instead, she formed a sizeable ice rock and flung it at the man, hitting him right in the nether region. She wasn't aiming there, but she knew a man could easily be brought down by such tactics.

[color=FB5A7E]"I don't know who you losers are, but you picked the wrong day to mess with us."[/color] Running forward, Leighton lifted her leg and kicked the man square in the face, feeling the crunch of cartilage as she broke his nose. She brought it back and took a fighting stance. She hoped the others could keep the pillars from dropping or they would all be dead.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9A86AD]Anastasia Reinhardt[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/7e279b12d4ac2ef676028a53cba2afb4/tumblr_pij4it0kwh1qkk6ymo4_400.gif[/img][hr][color=9A86AD][b]Location[/b][/color]: Frost International HQ (F4) -> (C2)
[color=9A86AD][b]Skills[/b][/color] Morality Manipulation, Telekinesis[/center][hr][hr]

Before the interrogation could begin proper, they were interrupted by the obvious allies of the woman. Even with drinks on the table, it was quite rude to interrupt. And blasting a hostess? She felt the sting as she was flung back. She picked herself up. [color=9A86AD]"Quite rude to arrive uninvited, but I am a proper hostess. Let me welcome you then."[/color] Anastasia grasped on to Havok's mind, entering his subconscious. It was there she picked and prodded around until she was satisfied. Oh, he fought hard. But she won in the end. Havok would awaken anew and switch sides. Now all his friends he came with? He hated them all. He was on their side now.

She left just as the icy woman kissed him. [color=9A86AD]"My, that is something. That's going to play out interesting in a second. As for you. That was a perfectly good bar you burned. Are you always so dimwitted?"[/color] She picked up Max fairly easily and flung him out through the glass door onto the balcony. He would manage to grasp on to the edge. Not her intention, but it would do.

She prepared for more attacks, knowing the others would aid. [color=9A86AD]"Really now, this seems like a tad too much. Mind telling us what you hoped to gain?"[/color]