[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/663617651351879701/Screenshot_20200106-003716_Instagram.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: Cherry Bomb Basement (Wardrobe Suite Hallway)
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/663617651351879701/Screenshot_20200106-003716_Instagram.jpg]New Outfit[/url][/center]
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As Max listened to Emma speak, he noticed a shadowy figure lurked beneath the chaise she sat upon. It came out and hissed at Emma, then Leighton, but seemed to be unbothered by Max's presence. Maybe the cat was trying to warn him of Emma's bad blood? Or perhaps it was afraid from being down here. He thought back to the many jarred and preserved bodies of oddities that littered the entrance of this place and looked at the three eyed cat with concern. [Color=aba400]"Poor dear, did Shaw and his nasty men try to experiment on you? Well, regardless of the fact we don't his at strangers ok? We aren't like some people I won't mention. Let's see if you have a name."[/color] Max knelt down and looked for a name tag, finding no collar or anything resembling such, he decided to make one for the black cat. Its gender wasn't abundantly clear like most cats, so he went for a gender neutral name. The cosmic swirls wrapping around its furry black neck until a silver collar appeared with a silver trimmed [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/663626281098805320/1652034-vlcsnap_2011_02_03_18h50m10s64.png]raven pendant[/url] with black enamel and the name Raven written in white gold.

Max smiled at Leightons words and was more tham glad that she had felt this way. She could've simply asked him to leave or to let her go, but no, she was willing to walk this road with him side by side. Max looked at Emma once more, he needed to know more but he wasnt a telepath nor and Empath. Intuition was all he had and he would have to rely on it now more than ever. She felt honest, forthright, but only about what she was saying. There was something she was hiding, something she clearly didnt want him to know. Would it be any different if it was just Leighton? [Color=aba400]"If Leighton is willing to trust you than so will I. She doesn't need me to protect her, shes strong in her own right, but i cannot simply abandon her...I know what that's like. I also know what it's like to have family turn on you. I'll be keeping a critical eye on you if you dont mind, but i agree to see your side of things. After all every story has three sides."[/color] Max looked around at his attire and decided a change was in order, creating a stark white suite to compliment Emma's many white outfits. 

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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/392257844256440322/661306037680340992/tumblr_mee38tbzV11ru1j87o2_500.webp[/img][/center][hr][center][color=CC99FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Mexican Stand Off outside of the train.
[Color=CC99FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]:[/center]
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Jinx was more than pleased with himself as he watched the effects of his powers latching onto them. They seemed confused, disoriented, and had no idea how to combat it. And that, that was exactly how he liked it. Chaos pure and simple, was an efficient way to fight, because if your opponent didnt know what to do to stop it, then there was hardly anything they could do. That is, except for fire more arrows at you it seemed. Hawkeye aimed his bow and show two arrows, each missing Jinx as he stood there taking pride in what he'd done, the flames now starting to grab his attention and singe away at him as he realized the situation at hand. A third arrow was cast and this one seemed to meet its mark, tasing Jinx harder than he'd expected. Was it because of his weakened state from the fire? Maybe it made him a bit sensitive to the shock but it coursed through him as he felt the numbing sensation fill his body, allowing him to ignore the burning for a moment longer.

That moment was all he needed. One final push to turn the tide of this battle. It was a long shot, but if it landed, boy would they be screwed. Jinx didn't speak, just looked onwards as he sent out one final curse to the group before him, one that would cause all of their psionic blockers to malfunction and break allowing Anastasia to get a clean shot at them. He tried to focus, but they seemed to multiply. Two, no three times the amount of soldiers now. He'd have to hit them all. Casting his wide net Jinxs vision pulsed, going yellow, then black before he finally fell back and hit the floor. He managed to get one final sentence out before finally fall unconscious. [Color=CC99FF]"Ana...sorry..."[/color]