[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/FKJKRczH/the-gifted-591b350cc9ba7.png[/img][hr][img]https://i.postimg.cc/WzJgQG9d/original.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][@Nallore][@FantasyChic][@BlueSky44][@Achronum][@Trainerblue192][@KazAlkemi][@Framing A Moose][/center][hr][center][h3][color=f7941d][b]Washington D.C.: September 10th, 2020 - 9:20 AM[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/WpKJC0mt/image.png[/img][/center][hr]	No one moved a muscle to prevent Requiem from leaving, but perhaps the implications of his course of action would give him pause. In regime changes, those who stood idly by were very rarely treated kindly - in fact, they tended to be lumped in with those who had opposed the new order. And to add to the concern, leaving the room now essentially ended his chances of being elevated to a higher status in the Hellfire Club. At least one member of the Inner Circle would be [i]out[/i] by this time tomorrow. Shaw shook his head, clicking his tongue at Jinx. [color=E19243]"I adore the bravado there, Jinx, but you and I both know that was only a warning shot on account of your poor aim. And to think, you thought you could be elevated above the rest of mutantdom?"[/color]

	Unfortunately, Shaw was unable to clear his head from Anastasia's mental manipulations. [color=E19243]"Quiet, little girl. The adults are talking,"[/color] he chastised her. Emma's eyes darted over towards the Three-in-One and she nodded her head slightly. The triplets' eyes began to glow a strange, almost alien blue and the shade then appeared in Shaw's eyes as they fell under his control. Emma Frost rose to her feet, the same blue shade in her eyes as she joined in on the Three-in-One's hive mind. 

	[b][color=3D5DC3]"Sit down, Sebastian,"[/color][/b] the Three-in-One ordered in unison, their voices joined with Emma's. [b][color=E0F6FD]"And be quiet."[/color][/b]

	All four of them then looked at Anastasia and she would hear their combined voice in her mind, informing her that it was time. They had Shaw pinned mentally. Now, it was up to the melee players to take him out. It certainly wasn't how Emma had expected this day to go - she had imagined that the Mutant Underground would go and take out Shaw, having even seen Mystique to ensure they would be recruited. 

	[color=FF5733]"Sie haben uns unterschätzt - die Kraft der Mutanten, die als eine Einheit zusammenarbeiten. Was wirst du zuerst vergießen - Blut oder Ehre?"[/color] Magneto asked, a sinister edge to his voice as the metal in the room began to clammer and shake. 

	[color=A9F8C7]"Father, for those of us who didn't grow up in a concentration camp, translation?"[/color] Polaris asked. Her knives were hovering around her, ready to strike.

	Magneto smirked slightly. [color=FF5733]"I think a demonstration would be more effective,"[/color] he said, before clenching his fist and knives flew at Shaw. Thanks to the mental hold of Frost and her girls, combined with Jinx's jinx, the Nazi scientist couldn't defend himself. Magneto's knives pierced his chest and the man was unable to move a muscle, to even scream in pain. 

	[color=A9F8C7]"How Shakespearean,"[/color] Polaris murmured, before her knives flew at Shaw as well. The man was bleeding horribly and would like die a slow but painful death. The mutant masters of magnetism were aiming for the most cruel injuries they could inflict, yet non-fatal ones. [hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/5yqyXQGW/image.png[/img][/center][hr][color=f7941d][b]The Mutant Underground Old HQ...[/b][/color]

	The teams had been divided as evenly as they could. Magik was currently fast asleep, her forehead burning up and every so often, she would kick and twitch. It was probably for the best that she wasn't awake to be aware of what was happening - detoxing was a particularly nasty process. Withdrawal messed with the mind, turning friends into foes and destructive behaviors into enticing choices. [color=DBA1DE]"I'd say she's been on this stuff for about... four months,"[/color] Casper mused, making this estimation just by looking at Magik. The skin around her eyes was red. 

	[i]"No, she's closer to three,"[/i] Ben corrected. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"Fair enough - Ben thinks three months,"[/color] Casper announced. He knew that no one else here could see Ben and since Max was off with the other group, it was going a long way to helping him relax. He hated ghosts, having a childhood fear of them thanks to his father's idea of training him to use his powers. His carefree innocence had just been replaced with trauma. 

	[color=B0B4B0]"What do you need us to do?"[/color] Colossus asked Sapphire. This was her mission, after all. She was the one with the medical knowledge to help heal his baby sister. The Mutant Underground didn't really have what they needed, so their main options would be to either try to find natural remedies (which rarely worked), hope that the Purifiers hadn't surrounded the mutant friendly clinic, or find some way to smuggle the supplies from a hospital or pharmacy. Either way, there was an element of risk involved and they would need to work together to pull this off. 

	Casper took the little washcloth by Magik's side and dipped it in a bowl of water, before lying it on her forehead softly. 

[color=f7941d][b]On Route to the Dive Bar...[/b][/color]

	Veil motioned for her group to follow her to the garage, where Callie would have already gotten a van ready to go for this mission. [color=935DB8]"I'm going to be honest - I'm not sure what we're going to find here. I can keep us invisible if needed, but the more I do it the more taxing it'll be. I'd rather we see if we can get away with just blending in with the crowd,"[/color] Veil instructed, climbing into the shotgun seat. Havok took the seat directly behind her. [color=935DB8]"Whatever we're looking for, it'll probably be hidden and concealed - I'm imagining a secret basement or a side room or something. If we have to separate, everyone stays in pairs. No one gets left behind. If you need to defend yourself, do it - but try not to cause any unneeded casualties. We're doing this to try to rescue those poor souls being made into Hounds and hopefully get some answers about these attacks. Civilians don't need to get hurt."[/color]

	[color=935DB8]"What to look for - again, basically things that strike you as odd, things that shouldn't be there. If you notice anyone that looks shifty in the bar, go and talk to them. Leighton's right - the stealthier we can be, the better... Which is why Spark Plug, park the van a few blocks away from the bar. We'll then split into pairs and head on inside, it won't be as alarming as the huge group of us going."[/color]

	[color=#DAF7A6]"If we find the Nazis behind this... We kill them, right?"[/color] Sunshine asked. She had been mostly listening to what Veil said, taking a seat next to Havok in the van. He seemed to be a little bit moody, but in a cute angry puppy sort of way. [color=#DAF7A6]"Or do we capture them and torture them?"[/color] she then asked. Havok shook his head slightly. 

	[color=FAFD95]"Kid... We aren't murderers. We're going to capture them."[/color]

	Sunshine rolled her eyes slightly. [color=#DAF7A6]"As long as they pay for what they did to Erg, then that's fine by me."[/color] Of course, she had no intention of letting them live without a great deal of suffering. Erg hadn't deserved to die - but whoever was responsible more than deserved the hell that was coming their way. 

	[color=935DB8]"Yeah, no killing. We take them alive if we can. And be careful, Purifiers and cops alike are going to be extra jumpy today... Anymore questions?"[/color] Veil asked. It wouldn't be too long of a drive to get to the Cherry Bomb.