[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/RVStsnfp/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] the Baxter Building - New York ([url=http://arrowfashionblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/thearol.jpg]Guin's Outfit[/url]) 
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center]	On some level, Guin had a bit of a smug sense of satisfaction that what they had asked her to do earlier was scientifically impossible. It didn't help their situation in any way whatsoever, but she adored being right - it was practically encoded into her DNA. She was about to say [i]I told you so[/i] when Richards then added that there [i]was[/i] something he could do for them, so she kept her mouth shut instead. She didn't want to be proven wrong in front of the world's smartest man alive. [color=cc33ff]"Wait - the Hulk?"[/color] Guin asked, raising an eyebrow. [color=cc33ff]"... Huh, he was there earlier at the Palace, wasn't he? I always thought he was a hoax - a science experiment gone wrong they tell humans about to keep them from trying to enhance themselves."[/color] She then shrugged a bit, remembering something else from the stories - the Hulk couldn't be killed. 

	Richards then proposed a device that would bring out the memories of those who didn't remember the world. [color=cc33ff]"...Do you think you could build it to be an amplified signal that we could bounce off some satellites and send worldwide? That's one way to go about fixing things - if everyone remembers, then maybe we'll have a fighting chance. And even if we can't change reality back, at least everyone would know how things should be and we could try to reestablish a better system so.... Yay for treason."[/color]

	She crossed her arms, fluttering her fingers lightly against her elbows. Sure, she had stayed up all night working on looking through different spectral scans, but that was her nature. She wasn't about to just get some sleep when she could assist Richards with building the machine. Pietro seemed to have gone back to ignoring her anyways. She had reached out to him and tried - he hadn't. There wasn't much she could do if he wasn't willing to meet her halfway. So whatever then - this was going to be fun at least. [color=cc33ff]"I'd like to help you build the machine, if you don't mind."[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=add3ff]Dominika Novikova[/color] and [color=#a81a75]Runa Blake[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/kGLU1JvAL0PyUV1zQH/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] The Human Resistance HQ - New York
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A [hr][/center]	[color=add3ff]"Or if we go after a stone, we could just see if the Sorcerer Supreme already has a vessel on hand,"[/color] Novikova pointed out. She wouldn't have been all too surprised if Stephen Strange already had something with him that could allow an individual to safely wield an infinity stone. It would also eliminate the need for trial and error - and Novikova doubted anyone here would want to be the guinea pig to see if their design really was able to protect a user from one of the stones. She was starting to get a bit annoyed with Klara as well. From what Novikova understood, her grand idea was to just smack Wanda around or to ask her nicely to change things back.

	[color=add3ff]"Kid, we get it - these things are dangerous. But you don't bring a slingshot and expect to be able to take a tank down with it. An infinity stone could be just what we need to take her down,"[/color] Novikova told Klara bluntly. [color=add3ff]"And if we fail, we're all willing to pay the price. We paid it before with Ultron from what Niah's told us."[/color] She doubted it would stop Klara from continuing to insist that they shouldn't pursue the stones, but she seemed to be in a minority. And as Strange announced that one of the possible outcomes was the extinction of the mutant race, Novikova only was filled with more determination to use whatever power she could to take down Wanda Maximoff and the House of M. 

	Runa just nodded slightly at Lance. She was fine - she just didn't want to interact with the Sorcerer Supreme. Yes, her powers in this reality were all based on Eldritch Magic and she didn't doubt that he could teach her extraordinary things... but she was worried what he would do if he knew who she really was. Unlike Asgardians like Thor and Klara, she wasn't always labeled as a [i]friendly[/i]. The nature of her powers and her quiet demeanor tended to make people assume that she was destined for evil, incapable of doing anything that would not harm another. It was cruel but it was just the way things were - so why would Strange see her any differently? 
	
	[color=#a81a75]"I'm going to go lie down - I'm tired,"[/color] she then said quietly, before Runa left the room and looked for a corner she could curl up in. She didn't want to lie down anywhere too exposed. Corners were often casted in shadow and people rarely went over to them unless they wanted to avoid someone. Once she found one, she leaned against the wall and sank down to the ground, her eyes feeling incredibly heavy. It wasn't too late in the day but she was still on Australia's timezone mentally, making it challenging to stay awake... and a lot had happened. It was emotionally exhausting, if not completely draining. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=DBA1DE]Casper Theriot[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/HL941TVK/klaus-4-gif-tumblr.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=DBA1DE]Location:[/color][/b] the Hallway -> Outside - Baton Rouge
[b][color=DBA1DE]Skills:[/color][/b] Mediumship[hr][/center]	Casper's baby brother had been shot, so he wasn't entirely focused on coming up with some sort of witty reason for why tripping on purpose was a strategic move. He managed to move through the building without tripping over himself this time, and his heart skipped a beat as Jack collapsed to the ground. He did [i]not[/i] want to have to explain to his sorta-maybe-not-kidnapped child that her father/kidnapper/whoever had died on the mission. He also didn't want to have his brother eternally haunt him as a ghost. [color=DBA1DE]"Jackie!"[/color] he exclaimed. His hands were glowing blue again and Ben managed to pick up Jack with his tentacles as gently as he could. 

	[i]"Come on, move it!"[/i] Ben shouted and everyone would be able to hear him. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"What he said!"[/color] Casper then added, hoping that Ben's grip was at least stopping the bleeding for Jack. He didn't know how long it would take for them to get to a hospital, but back in the real world (coincidentally the only one he remembered), it was incredibly difficult to get medical treatment for mutants. A lot of hospitals would just refuse to see them. He imagined that things would be only worse here in Baton Rouge - they weren't exactly in a center of liberal thinking and pro-mutant feelings, or were they? There was so much about this world that he just didn't know.