[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]: Conjuration [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/363556781537886208/569057266058264586/Screenshot_20190420-030727_Instagram.jpg]New Outfit[/url][/center]
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There was an uncomfortable itch building up in the back of Max's throat. Something daring him to cough, urging him. He didn't want to give Sunshine the satisfaction and held it in, swallowing the urge until Veil had shouted. A small cough, just enough to scratch his throat escaped as the Femme of Forcefields had decided she had had enough. Max didn't expect her to understand, after all its newbies versus her own team, people she knew and trusted so why should she weigh his opinion more? As she spoke about dislike and teamwork he began to wonder where this little speech was when her very own Mrs. Frost started acting coldly to Glimpse and him. He could tell she was trying, and with the amount of times shes had to be patched up she was surely running thin; but perhaps, in his mind, she should take a breath and a day off and let another person run the show while she recuperates. Her haggard state wasn't going to help anyone, and it certainly was clouding her bias it seemed. But that was all conjecture, who was he to say what she was or wasn't. He hardly acknowledged what she said, making way for the elevator and sticking close to Leighton as he avoided speaking or making contact with the others.

On the way down he could feel Leighton bump him and offer him a smile, one he was more than happy to return. The itch still lingering in his throat as he let out another small cough, holding his fist in front of his mouth to stifle the sound. The oddities scattered about the room gave him the creeps as he nodded to Callies comment in agreeance. Veil seemed to be in her own mind, lost in thought and before Max noticed Callie was gone. What had pulled her away so quickly? He took a few more steps forward and heard the sound of what was unmistakably a Fashion Runway show. He halted for a moment, his head turned towards the hall where the noise came from before the sight of Leighton leaving caught his peripheral. Splitting up was never a good idea, so naturally Max turned and followed after her. Before he could make it in the room however, the door slammed shut and it appeared to be locked. He pressed his ear against the door and heard no sound. Max began to pound on the door hoping for a response before he rushed back to the group in front of Veil. [Color=aba400]"Leightons [i][b]cough[/b][/i] locked behind a [i][b]cough[/b][/i] door. I cant get her [i][b]cough[/b][/i] out."[/color] Sunshine may of meant little harm with her coughing fit, but with his speech now impaired he could hardly speak the words to use his powers, and now Leighton was left alone, as well as Jack and Callie. 

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[h1][b][i][color=CC99FF][center]Peter Jackson Bernard[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[Center][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/8080e3fa779521be33c1f02deac9ce50/tumblr_mijj7jTC091r6w305o2_r1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=CC99FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Inside the middle train.
[Color=CC99FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Jinx[/center]
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Jinx gave a cheery wave goodbye to all the mutants he had just set free, noticing another bakers dozen locked up in much the same manner as before. (Its one very hungry bakers dozen) This just wouldnt do, and he bit his lower lip in thought as he made his way through the train car. Another loud pop as he blew his bubbles, stepping lightly over bodies and searching for the officers guns who were now laying dead on the floor. [Color=CC99FF]"They don't need these anymore, so I'll just...yoink. Much better, it's more believable if the weapons are missing otherwise theyd wonder why they all shot themselves. Sloppy work really."[/color] Jinx looked about the car and spotted the cameras that seemed to of been disabled already, at least they weren't [i]that[/i] sloppy. Jinx slid the weapons in his pockets and ensured each had the safety put on beforehand. It was a bit of a shame, the way these humans died, he knelt down and tried to push the corners of their mouths up to form a smile but the body was still to elastic to keep it held. 

Noting that Anastasia was making progress with the lovely Valentine, Jinx circled the cabinet once over as he could feel their time growing thinner. Well this was the train car with the guards sooo. Just as before there was a cacophony of clicks as each restrain collar shut off and freed the fifteen mutants that were left in this cart. [Color=CC99FF]"Go on. Be free, we mutants have to watch out for our own kind. Now go off before the pigs arrive you hear?"[/color] As soon as he was done with the mutants Jinx made his way over towards the cage and leaned against it, looking at Anastasia with a smile as he popped another bubble. [Color=CC99FF] We make a good team you and I. You, Me, and Wanda coulda been an unstoppable force I'm sure, but whatever these bozos are planning I'm sure is worth the while too. Valentine, hi it's a pleasure to meet you. My names Jinx and a huge fan."[/color] Was he truly? Who knows, but Ana said he should play well with others and so far she didnt seem half bad so why not take the advice.