[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]: Cherry Bomb Basement
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/363556781537886208/569057266058264586/Screenshot_20190420-030727_Instagram.jpg]New Outfit[/url] Conjuration[/center]
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Max felt the chill of Leighton’s ice fly past him as it hit near the door, the sudden frigid ness making him glad that he now had a poncho for a bit of warmth. He couldn’t quite tell how this mutant was getting around, but if it was super speed then perhaps her idea of dropping the temperature had a lot of merit. Make the speedster burn more calories just to keep warm and they’ll quickly run out of stamina to be able to fight. Veil asked Max to create some lanterns for them all to see, and panic soon set in. There was two ways he could think about doing them, one was your typical oil lantern which used real flames (an issue Max had been dealing with lately) another is to make electrical lanterns, but those are more complex to create. In conjunction with all of that, he was worried that using his powers too much would inevitably cause for him to mess up again and take another life, something he was no where near being ready to do again. Despite this, an order was an order and he would trust that Veil knew what she was asking. As he went to speak there was a sudden thwap around his neck and he was soon being choked by what he could only assume was a tail.

Panic set in as the situation became more and more dire until suddenly that panic was gone, over ridden by a new set of emotions that gave him a nice high yet increased his aggression. He could feel the others who felt the same as him, knowing who to strike. The demon, however, still had a grip on him and Max was sure to rectify it. Using the training he’d had growing up, he swung his right leg up in the air and wrapped it around Nightcrawlers tail, pulling it down and forcing the mutant to release his grasp on him. Now that he was free to fight who he wished, Max turned his ire towards the leader of this group, the one who made him go on a mission when he wasn’t ready to be back on his feet. He searched for the bat Leighton had used earlier but to no avail. That’s fine, there are other ways to break kneecaps. As he approached the frizzy haired mutant, he side kicked her aiming for the kneecaps to help further incapacitate her but was met with a force field blocking him. This setback didn’t discourage him as he quickly went for another hit, this time an open palm to her lower ribs. He felt the hit connect, but again it was merely her powers blocking his attacks and fueling the aggression that he was harboring towards her.

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[h1][b][i][color=CC99FF][center]Peter Jackson Bernard[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[Center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/363556781537886208/573753152474447892/source_1.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=CC99FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Waiting for a train.
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Jinx gave Anastasia an over exaggerated bow as she finished speaking. [color=CC99FF]”Anything for you my queen. I shall make sure that I don’t raise suspicion, make a mess, or otherwise give mutants a bad name.”[/color] There was some sincerity within his statement, however it was clear that he still wasn’t too pleased that she got a promotion while he got a reprimand. She was, however, a much better choice than the Three in One and he savored every moment that he could feel their bitterness towards the subject. No sooner had Anastasia asked Jinx not to do unnecessary harm than the three in one had gone off and killed some humans on board. He rolled his eyes at the display and tapped his finger on his lips as he eyed the three stooges. [color=CC99FF]”Ah I see you guys also don’t know what the word discretion means, good i suppose that means this weeks mutant manic panic can be blamed on you three stooges. Now if you’ll excuse me you over glorified train brakes, i’ve got some VIPs to escort.”[color]

As Jinx made his way towards the train, his finger found its way towards his mothers ring. Softly touching it as he took his steps towards what he hoped would be praise and greatness, or at the very least more freedom to take down the American government so that mutants could rule the world as they rightfully should. [color=CC99FF]”Mere observent s’il vous plait au-dessus de moi”[/color] He kissed the ring and placed it back into his pocket before proceeding to the middle train car. Sure there was a one in three chance that they’d be in there but it made sense to have the other two full of guards and the center protected, or at least that was his logic. He popped a piece of bubble gum in his mouth and tried to make his way into the center train car.