[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#556B2F]Luna Braddock - Glimpse[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/eb7b64f470add6be6cda66f160122d20/tumblr_n06o318JG51qili3vo6_r2_250.gif[/img][hr]
[color=#556B2F][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Mutant Underground -- Washington D.C.
[color=#556B2F][b]Skills:[/b][/color]  [/center][hr][hr]

Luna frowned a little at Veil’s tough demeanor but nodded all the same and let her try and hobble herself into the building. Well, what was left of the building. Luna cocked her head to the side, that did not look right. She turned to ask Negasonic what had happened here when Sapphire spoke up. Luna’s eyes instantly narrowed. [color=#556B2F]”Did you ever think I didn’t say anything because I didn’t realize she was going to be there? No, because I have been public enemy number one to you since I showed up. And where the bloody hell do you get off calling me out? I wasn’t the one who tried to freeze the bitch’s brain and blew the entire operation. I was doing everything in my power to keep her in the dark. Recon as I thought this mission was supposed to be. You Americans have a funny idea of what recon is.”[/color] Luna had enough of being pushed around. If Sapphire wanted to do this, they would do this. 
Luna looked over at Leighton and Negasonic, both looking a little worse for the wear. Not to mention the building with the missing roof. [color=#556B2F]”What happened here?”[/color] It seemed both parties tonight had a bought of bad luck. Perhaps having a family meeting here was a bad idea. Luna made no motion to go inside though to see how the people were or what the damage was. If Sapphire had any say, Luna doubted very much she would be allowed back in and if something was about to happen, it would be better to remain outside while ice was being thrown around. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#FFDAB9]Cayden Proudstar - Moonwalker[/color][/h1][img]https://thumbs.gfycat.com/BrownMammothJoey-max-1mb.gif[/img][hr]
[color=#FFDAB9][b]Location[/b][/color]: The First Floor, Mutant Underground -- Washington D.C.
[color=#FFDAB9][b]Skills:[/b][/color] [/center][hr][hr]

Cayden didn’t have a problem at all helping out with the kids or fetching bags. He could still hear bits of the interrogation so that was nice but Cayden soon paid full attention onto the kids. He had been in their position once and it was always nice to have an older person who understood a few things. He knew some of the kids here but he was still getting to know everyone. Cayden sat down with a few of them and smiled warmly at them. [color=#FFDAB9]”Have any of you ever gone camping?”[/color] The open roof concept had given him the idea for this topic of conversation. Cayden wasn’t sure if they would be staying or leaving tonight but either way, they would be doing some form of camping. 
Cayden looked at Waverly when she returned and smiled at her while she distributed the bags. [color=#FFDAB9]”Thanks for getting all of them,”[/color] he commented. [color=#FFDAB9]”Pretty cool what you can do as well.”[/color] Cayden looked back at all the children’s faces though, seeing which ones needed a bit more attention. There were always some who faced a trauma that either closed off or needed complete attention or hugs like James was giving. If only they had a kitchen and baking supplies. Cookies fixed everything. At least that’s what his grandmother would say.