[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]: Sidewalk at Car
[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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	[i][color=aba400]Why couldn’t Sapphire not hit her? Why did Havok have to continue the instigation? What the heck were their powers? They hardly seemed like they did much fighting, one had a gun, another looked like he did nothing at all, there was obviously a telekinetic bitch who threw me out the window...This is all just one big mess. At least there was something that came out of this.[/color][/i] Thoughts raced through Max’s mind as the cold still nipped at his butt and shoulders as he continued to make his way towards the car. He hadn’t noticed any shifting on the drive here, so if it was indeed an automatic then he could attempt to drive it back to the slide and quickly pick everyone up. First things first though, dropping this computer into the car so he had his hands free to fight.

	Max’s fingers began to hurt at the joints, the corners of the shell cutting into the skin from the weight and how long he had been holding it. He finally made it towards the car, placing the computer down onto the ground and wiping some sweat off his brow from the battle and heat beforehand. He went for the door and it was locked. Ofcourse it was locked. Why wouldn’t it be? He blew some air up to move a tuft of hair that had fallen in front of his brow, growing increasingly annoyed at the situation. This wasn’t at all how he thought an X-men like group would behave, nor how he expected his first mission to go. Sirens could be heard in the distance and dread began to sink in with every passing moment. All he could do was hold out hope that Sapphire and the rest made it out safely and that they would meet up with him soon to leave before an all out chase ensued. 

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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]: Hellfire Club HQ
[Color=CC99FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]:Psybolt[/center] 
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	As the bind released and his muscles relaxed from Glimpses hold, they soon found themselves tensing up again out of rage and frustration. [i]Never[/i] in all his years had he been so humiliated. That woman was going to pay dearly for what she had done, and he would target each and every loved one until she got the point. Bubblegum pink energy began to crackle around his fist, popping and crackling as if it were a Tesla coil. Jinx gritted his teeth as he released his frustrations with a loud angry grunt, launching a bolt of energy towards one of the few remaining glass panes on the balcony, shattering it and then facing the elevator. [color=CC99FF]”They can clean that up to!”[/color] He wasnt fond of being mentally played with, and needed Casper now more than ever. As he made his way towards the elevator he finally decided to call the man, seething with every ring of the phone. Jinx took the lift the a lower floor where he knew there would be some workers, such as the second floor.

	The doors opened up Jinx stepped out into the room clearing his throat before yelling out [color=CC99FF]”Someone better make their damned way upstairs STAT! There’s a hell of a mess and I’m NOT going to be cleaning that shit up! Do you understand?!”[/color] He didn’t bother to wait for a response from anyone, nor cared to see their reactions. Just a swift walk in to yell at them and then he promptly made his way back to the elevator. He still had the phone pressed to his ear as he made his way up to the club where the fight had happened and held it up with his shoulder while placing his hands on his hip and just surveyed the mess before him. How was anyone supposed to get any work done around here with such interruptions from both Emma and now these pipsqueaks that believe themselves spies. It was aggravating and annoying and why the hell was Casper taking so long to respond?!