[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]:Shaw Industries: Penthouse
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Conjuration-Explosions [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/663617651351879701/Screenshot_20200106-003716_Instagram.jpg]New Outfit[/url][/center]
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The White King? Erik? Who could that be? Whoever he was it appeared he was a harsh instructor when it came to training, most likely using more force than necessary when fighting back. Good. That just meant that Max had to hold back even less than he did usually. He was glad that for the moment the tension had been halted, moving forward towards a new subject so that they could potentially prove their worth and get offered even more information. Hopefully. As they entered the training room Max could hear some distant voices, something about a father and aerial portion? It was difficult to say until the doors opened up to reveal two familiar faces and one new one. Magneto; Max clenched his jaw for a moment as he saw the master of magnetism hovering in the air. That must be the White King. How she could displace herself away from Shaw and yet still work alongside a known criminal was beyond him. This didn't bode well for their little club and he hoped Leighton felt the same. The other was the white haired mutant who so kindly tossed him out the window. There didnt seem to be a single burn on her...what were these people?

[Color=aba400]"I heard you like to play rough, suppose I can let loose a little then, but dont worry I wont be going for fatal wounds."[/color] Max's eyes began to glow as he whispered [i]sutiperc[/i] and a cacophony of explosions began to flash and take over the sky above, resonating within the training walls. Max began to search the ground for any sign of Magneto, but saw nothing. He quickly looked up and noticed that Magento had expertly dodged his attack unharmed. He truly was a force to be reckoned with. Max continued his assault, running towards the airborne mutant and jumping up in the air as he caused small explosions to form at the soles of his feet. The blasts propelled him upwards but also caught his pants on fire. Using this momentum he swung his right leg towards his enemy as hard as he could, missing and allowing for his opponent to have an opening. Stupid. Magneto seized this opportunity and landed a strong kick into Max, knocking him down towards the ground.


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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/392257844256440322/669275646345740298/tumblr_mh5sbyl8BI1rnja5ho1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=CC99FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Raft
[Color=CC99FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Pickpocketing, Deception.[/center]
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Jinx tightened his fist as he could hear Wanda sinking deeper into her emotions. That was never good, and that's coming from a chaotic force himself. Wanda-clone 2000 was still ranting about whatever, he hardly cared and hoped she rotted away. Sure she may of been a mutant, but she was a cheap knock off added with glitter up her ass and a edgelord complex to make her seem relatable. So she could stay. The Three in One continued to prove useless and Doom actually helped. Though if he was being honest, Jinx couldnt make heads or tails on if the good Doctor actually wanted to stay aboard this insufferable place. So he'd leave him here for now as well. [Color=CC99FF]"I'm not trying to give you orders you three, I'm just trying to make sure Emma doesnt start feeling like you're a burden if all you do is wait around for her to fix your messes. Honestly I'd get fed up with it too, it's why I [i]try[/i] to fix mine."[/color]

Was there any use in talking to Wanda? He wasnt sure but for now he would remain silent so as to not stoke the flames. [Color=CC99FF]"Thanks Doom, and no worries I wont set you free then, no sense in mucking up your plans."[/color] Just as Doom had said the crew came in to drop off their lunches. As soon as Jinx was handed his, he expertly slid away the knife, hiding it from the guards view and having him never of noticed. Ofcourse him not knowing was an issue because then they would ask for it back later on. So Jinx needed his silver tongue to help out. [Color=CC99FF]"Hey aren't you forgetting something? I need a knife to eat."[/color] The guard gave him an off look as he simply said "make do with your spork" Once the charade was all over he sat against his wall, thinking about Doom and what he had said. The man had pride so he could've been lying to save face, that's something to consider. But he was also extremely intelligent and may have actually wanted to be there. The more he tried to think on it the more his head hurt and at a certain point they both looked like viable options.