[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Palace Grounds (D5)
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]
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[color=mediumspringgreen] "Oh, wait. Runa, that's a terr- Or not, okay."[/color] James sighed as Runa bolted towards Princess Wanda. James was far more concerned with the Hulk tossing Magneto's around like a rag doll than the Princess. Frankly, [i]everyone[/i] should be more concerned with the Hulk. If he decided they were also a problem, then they would no longer be a problem. James saw his hand and a gross idea popped into his head. He really would rather have his hand and since he wasn't sure he would regenerate it, maybe he could get his old one working. If not, maybe he could throw it at someone as a distraction. He bolted for it and snatched it up, wrinkling his nose at the smell of gore. He pressed the hand to his wound but nothing happened. Then he dropped with a help as Max--Max if all people!--dropped out of the blue. James would have rolled his eyes if he wasn't so fucking relieved to finally see a familiar face. He hit his knees and immediately placed his hand on the leg.

[color=mediumspringgreen] "Oh thank God you're here. One familiar face at least."[/color] He forced himself to talk through the usual pounding in his ears, needing a distraction from the thoughts and memories swirling in his head. He'd only had a few moments to consider who he became in this reality but what he did see wasn't particularly pleasant and James needed to focus. 

[color=mediumspringgreen] "What the fuck is going on? Is the rest of the Underground here? I'm confused as fuck and I'd like some answers after this."[/color] He took his hand away after Max's leg knotted itself back together and he sat  back heavily. He nodded at Max, giving him the all clear. He just wanted to lay down somewhere and fucking relax, curl up around his boyfriend and--

[color=mediumspringgreen] "Have you seen Casper?!"[/color] James jerked forward, worry in his eyes. He grimaced as he tried to wrack his brain for the man. He remembered everything from the other world but he couldn't find a single memory with his boyfriend in it. Next thing on the list, fix that. If there was something he needed right now, it was some cuddle time with Casper. God, hopefully he wasn't getting into anything crazy. The thought made him smile fondly for a second. When wasn't Casper getting into something crazy?

[color=mediumspringgreen] "Let me get my hand back together and I'll grab my ICER. Let's see if an elephant tranquilizer can stop her for a bit."[/color] James held his stump up and focused, watching as his bones and muscles and skin all patched back together. Mostly. James fell back on his back, gasping for breath as he felt the exhaustion creep into him. Scapes and bruises and deep gashes, no problem. Regrowing bone was a damn pain.