[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: Human Resistance HQ, New York City, New York
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]
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James just went to grab the ICER when the random energy blast slammed into Max’s barrier, shattering it and sending him flying. He winced as fresh pain blossomed from a few spots, definitely bruising in a few places. He pushed himself to his feet, taking in everything that was going on around them. He wasn’t thrilled the Hulk was [i]anywhere[/i] near them, even if he had been flinging Magneto around like a rag doll, but Lance seemed to be doing just fine now that he was on the Hulk’s shoulders. That brought his attention back to Runa, who had collapsed on the ground for some reason and he groaned internally. He just got her back in shape. What was with people and immediately falling apart after he patches them up? He once again reached for his Icer but suddenly a portal swallowed him and he blinked, trying to gain his bearings. Where the shit were they?

[color=mediumspringgreen]“So this is the resistance base then?”[/color]James asked after Max babbled on, chuckling to himself as the man did. It was like being back at the mutant underground and at least they all had a reasonable understanding of what was going on, unlike this madhouse of a reality. Where was Spark Plug and Cayden and Leighton and Blink and Jack? Casper was apparently in Louisiana which meant Jack was probably in Louisiana as well. Well, he hoped. At least someone would be around to keep an eye on his excitable boyfriend. He pulled out his phone. Why were they seperated? Why didn’t they get to keep their memories? James was frustrated at the entire situation and he would get answers sooner rather than later but he at least wanted to make sure Casper was okay, even if he didn’t remember. He knew it was a stretch but he typed in Casper’s number from memory and hit the call button, worrying at his lower lip and shifting on his feet. He sighed as it went to voicemail, shoulders slumping but he’d expected it. Technically, they didn’t know each other here.

[color=mediumspringgreen]“Hey Casper, its James. I’m not sure if you remember who I am because I didn’t even remember who I was until ten minutes ago but if you do, give me a call back here as soon as you can. I could... really use your voice right now babes.”[/color] James recited his phone number, ironically the same one he used back when they first started dating, and hung up. He sighed again and stuffed his phone back in his pocket, making sure the ringer was all the way up just in case, and refocused on the current situation. [color=mediumspringgreen]“Anyone need patching up? I’m not really sure what’s going on in this shit storm of a world but I can at least get everyone back in one piece.”[/color]