[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]: Human Resistance HQ: New York City, New York. 
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]:[/center] Conjuration[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/615755578182074370/Screenshot_20190826-235213_Instagram.jpg]Updated Outfit[/url][hider=Outfit Change list]Runa=New Punk Goth attire, Novikova= Stealth suit woven with Kevlar Fabric, Maria= Same as Novi, Banner=His choice of attire.[/hider]
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	Max’s lips twisted into a disappointed frown at the mention of Captain America and Black Widow. [color=aba400]”From what I could gather about The Cap is that he’s an old war veteran, not much else to gleam from it; as for Black Widow, she didn’t show up at all, a dark spot on the radar if you will. I don’t know these people intimately nor what they are in [i]this[/i] world so my powers can only grasp the concepts of them from both realities. That’s probably why I was able to find people like Cyclops and Frost, they’ve held the title thus are considered it via my powers. The Theroit brothers may have functioned in the same sense, if they are the children of the founder of the group then they may be considered it by blood. It’s not an exact science unfortunately. In any matter, if we do want to go about splitting up to cover more ground then I have a few suggestions. One, we all need new outfits. Most of yours are tattered, old, or just gross, I can conjure you all up some if you desire just let me know. Two, I request that James and I go on the New Orleans team. We both know the brothers there and can hopefully jog their memories if need be. Now I don’t know who this Swamp Rat person is but I can at the very least attest to someone by the name of Gambit and Rogue being there. Third, and certainly not least...I need rest guys. Scarlet Witch kicked my ass from here to Asgard and broke my bones. Yeah, James healed me and I’m super greatfull dude but using this much energy can get exhausting and doing such a massive teleportation...well its taxing and  I just...I need some rest.”[/color]

	Max was now leaning up against a wall, clearly using it as a support. He gauged the room and listened in to a few requests as people took him up on his offer for new outfits, many of which weren’t just simple costume changes. He closed his eyes for a brief respite, catching his breath and attempting to work past the exhaustion that plagued his body.  Once all were done asking for their changes, he opened up his eyes, stood off the wall and slowly raised his arms. Swirls of energy would surround each member that had agreed and their outfits would change to fit their criteria, all they need do is let him know. The last to change was Max, brandishing a new suit that he thought would fit right in with the New Orleans fashion and feel, while still maintaining his sense of self, a cane was created along with it as part of his look, brandishing a pink jewel atop it that resembled a chaos emerald. [color=aba400]”I hope you’re all satisified with the results. It’s been quite some time since i’ve been allowed to make outfits en masse...though its usually just for fashion.”[/color] Full glad was Max that they were going to ignore Frost and Cyclops, not wanting to risk another fight with her, nor wanting to be around the destructive power of another Summers, especially if he was as much of a dick as his brother Havock.