[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FB5A7E]Leighton Brooks[/color][/h1][img]https://media1.tenor.com/images/2466cf8d227cf7803eb28c6bb4244814/tenor.gif?itemid=12481215[/img][hr][color=FB5A7E][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Mutant Underground - Outside -> First Floor
[color=FB5A7E][b]Skills[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Leighton felt the old urge rise up as Sapphire chewed out not only Glimpse and Max, but herself. Truly, the woman knew no bounds when it came to new people entering her life. Leighton clenched her fist and fought the urge to chew her out, call her every name in the book, but what would that do at this point? They had injured people, tensions already high, it would do nothing to add to that. So she bit her tongue and allowed the others to go inside. She followed shortly as Casper came out followed by his brother.

Once inside, it seemed people were slowly figuring everything out that happened. The wounded being tended to by people that had the skills. Before she could speak, Negasonic drew her attention to her phone where a news report was broadcasting, showing the car their team arrived in and what appeared to be a police car behind them being attacked. She recognized the powers she saw. It churned her stomach, hearing the word Purifier and knowing that before she would have been on the Purifiers side. Seeing that clip would have made anyone who was on the fence hate mutants.

But Leighton also knew Max. [color=FB5A7E]"The news is clearly not using the entire video clip, right? Fake news at its finest. This is clearly an attempt to continue to quell the fight against mutants. It was self-defense. Right?"[/color] She looked to Max for confirmation. She knew he would never intentionally hurt anyone. It had to be doctored.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9A86AD]Anastasia Reinhardt[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/7e279b12d4ac2ef676028a53cba2afb4/tumblr_pij4it0kwh1qkk6ymo4_400.gif[/img][hr][color=9A86AD][b]Location[/b][/color]: Hellfire HQ - Penthouse
[color=9A86AD][b]Skills[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Ana shrugged. [color=9A86AD]"We have time to plot and plan a course. We'll have to be on guard if we plan to do anything stealth related since mutant concern is on the rise. They may have precautions to scan for mutants on the train, so hiding as passengers might prove difficult. We have the resources at our disposal either way."[/color] As she stepped off the elevator, she made her way outside to the darkness. It had grown late and she could use some beauty sleep.

A giant screen outside was broadcasting a report by Moira, a renown scientist, about the mutant gene. Ana had to give credit, even in the face of uncertain times for her kind, there were still people activiely trying to change the game for mutants. It was a cute effort too, but humans could not be trusted to make the right choice. They had to be forced to see who truly held the power. And they eventually would.

[color=9A86AD]"I don't know about either of you, but I am not about to walk. I suggest we call for a limo to take us and we can rest up for tomorrow."[/color]