[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/392257844256440322/599109958151438346/Screenshot_20190712-012855_Instagram.jpg[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: Old Mutant Hideout [color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/596347699486261272/675191496856567839/tumblr_p9emi78Pdn1u8r3nho4_500.png]New Outfit[/url][/center] [hr][hr] Max turned to Glimpse as she addressed what he had placed before them, making some rude remark about the underground not wanting handouts. Max had lived with them, even if for a short time, and they were always short on food and supplies. If they truly felt this way towards someone offering help, then their hubris would be their own downfall. They cannot save lives on empty stomachs and low energy. His eyes looked over towards Veil, a prime example of stretching yourself too thin and paying the price. How many times had he seen her shot? How many times had she been injured on the job? Was it carelessness, partially, but carelessness brought upon by the lack of power and sustenance needed to stay alive. If she kept on the way she did then she may see herself into an early grave. [Color=aba400]"It was meant to be a gift, nothing more. I understand your feelings towards me Glimpse, really I do. But just because you view me as a bad guy doesn't mean I'm a [i]bad[/i] guy. Also I figured it was time for a bit of a name change. Tome doesn't exactly inspire courage or faith in those ones trying to save. Id appreciate it if you called me Warlock from now on. It holds more power and is more likely to inspire confidence i think."[/color] Max narrowed his eyes slightly at the mention of him hiding something, and he looked honestly disappointed. [Color=aba400]"Glimpse, I am in a location surrounded by telepaths. There are five there and if it wasn't for me trying to keep them out then this may of all been for naught. Maybe you could simply ask next time to be let into my mind so that I know not to try and combat a telepath. I am hiding something yes, but not from you guys. We're risking our necks to be here."[/color] His attention was quickly snatched by Waverly, someone hed hardly had time to meet let alone know. She seemed more aggressive than the others, though her mutation must've been the key to why she was here. [Color=aba400]"They let me out because I'm not a pet. I chose to walk out, they gave us this freedom from day one. I'm not confined to their walls and I sure as hell made sure not to be tracked, I made my own ride in the event that they had tracers on theirs. I am taking [i]every[/i] precaution I can to make sure an innocent is delivered to you."[/color] Maxs tone throughout this ordeal had stayed steady and calm. Almost as if Reeva, Emma, and the Three in One had rubbed off on him. In truth he was boiling inside, upset by how they were all acting. But he kept thinking of Leightons words and how he needed to prove to them that they were better, are better. Not moments later did Waverly destroy his olive branch, food the underground could've desperately needed now gone and destroyed over what? Anger that he was not with them? Max simply looked away as she hit it and closed his eyes, remaining calm. Before he could open them he heard a familiar voice. Not a friendly one, but a familiar one all the same. Sapphire was there and it was as if Veil had invited every member that dispised him. She spoke about the other reality, Jack, Casper, and began with a barrage of questions, some which seemed rhetorical to him. Did she truly believe he'd ever ask for her? [Color=aba400]"Sapphire, and I say this with the best of intentions, I didn't ask for you because we don't exactly see eye to eye. Quite frankly I had assumed if you ever saw me again that I'd be impaled by a spear of ice. I don't mean this negatively but you haven't been kind to me in the past so why would I think you'd start now? As for Jack well...he had a kid there. He left a child behind to save the world! How could I possibly ask him here to talk to me when I know it could cause him so much pain? It had to be Casper, I know him. I heard you guys didn't have an easy time there at the end. I don't know the details of it but from the sound of it you all had it pretty hard while we took on Wanda. I'm sorry for what ever may of happened. But know that I didn't [i]play[/i] the hero. I was and am a hero. I did the same thing there that I would have here, except with more control and power than I've ever experienced. I left because I don't want to run and hide any longer, I'm done living in the shadows and I want to help mutant and human kind. Emma has a vision that will aid all Mutants, and after the events of the other reality I see now that Magneto doesn't share that vision. They made him seem like the media had distorted the stories, the same way they did to me. It was easy to believe when I've been affected by it first hand. But I can't condone his vision, and I will stop it from ever happening. I don't want mutants to have to hide in the sewers or abandoned buildings. I don't want anymore children to have their parents sic purifiers on them when they find out they're mutants. I just. Want. Peace."[/color] His hands were shaking and he leaned against the scooter. Hearing the news that he had killed Waverlys mom in that accident. The world was small, and not only had he worsened race relations that day but it seems he had speared a third person in that incident, Waverly. [Color=aba400]"I can't say anything but that i am truly sorry. I know it doesn't mean anything to you but I am. It was a horrendous accident that should've never happened but it did. It was never my intention to kill anyone that day."[/color] His voice hung low and was somber. He knew she wouldn't accept it. It mustve meant nothing to her, but there was nothing more he could do. Veil explained her situation to him, why she didn't bring Casper and why there was a whole team with her. He couldn't deny it, it was smart and she was right to do so. Not because he wasn't to be trusted, but because if things had gone sideways Casper couldn't do much in the way of protect or fight. [Color=aba400]"I hadn't thought of it that way. Smart. Honestly Veil I'd swear you're becoming more of a leader each day. Sapphire I think just confirmed my theory however, and I'm not sure how I wish to proceed with what I know now."[/color] Max pushed himself off the vehicle and waved at Echo as he was introduced. [Color=aba400]"I have no intention of fighting you guys, like I said I'm just the middle man. But I can conjure you up some more supplies if you'd like, hell you can even try and name specific things you want and I'll do the best I can."[/color] [hr][hr] [h1][b][i][color=CC99FF][center]Peter Jackson Bernard[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1] [Center][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/392257844256440322/658934320760750109/781413a3a67dd864375ccd16932ce34803b8e76f.gifv.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=CC99FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Cinnabon > Dunkin [Color=CC99FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Jinx[/center] [hr][hr] The metro was its usual commute. The bright interior trying to give off a sunny disposition to an otherwise hot and gruesome ride. It was good that winter had come so at the very least the broken air conditioning wasn't as much of a hassle. As Jinx stood there, gripping the bar rail above his head, the smell of his cinnabon masked all others and tempted him to eat it there and then. He did however reserve himself and would await to enjoy it with a nice dunkin iced coffee. He was in a good mood despite the delay, and it warranted for him to not cause any havoc amongst those pedestrians that riddled his cart. As soon as the doors to the metro opened, he stepped out and saw everyone off in the distance. He was told to tail them, shadow them, and so he took that to mean that he was to be unnoticed. There wasn't many places to hide and he needed to move fast so that no one, especially Desiree, could see him. Jinx quickly threw one of his jinxed at a far off car in the lot, its alarms now blaring and sending their attention to turn their heads over at the sudden noise. As soon as that first sound broke the air he took it as a sign to quietly move to the nearest vehicle. No time to inspect it, or ensure they'd turned, for time was of the essence and he couldn't afford for them to potentially look back and see him due to hesitation. Jinx unlocked the car with his powers, forcing its locks to malfunction and allowing him to slip in and dive, hiding in the back seat. In his haste hadnt noticed a dog was present, now barking at him as its name tage jingled and showed off the name butch. Sure it was a poodle, but any owner who left their dog alone in a car didn't need the dog anyways, and with a name like butch how could he resist stealing it? Jinx reached over to pet the dog, aiming for their neck in an attempt to pet the dog in order to calm it down. The other hand slowly opened his cinnabon, abandoning all hopes for a drink, and grabbed the plastic fork beginning to finally take a bite of his long awaited treat. [h1][b][i][color=E610B8][center]Echo[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/705276155036696596/Harry-7.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=E610B8][b]Location[/b][/color]: Old Mutant Hideout [color=E610B8][b]Skills[/b][/color]: [/center] [hr][hr] Veil said her hair wasn't a priority and that told Harry one thing, there clearly weren't mirrors in this underground and he would need to purchase three full length mirrors for the place. He noticed his sister dodging his question as she played the part of the diplomat. It was nice to see her so comfortable in her role, how she managed to bear so much stress on her shoulders was beyond him. Add a shoulder massager to the list. Now he didn't know why everyone was so against the kid at first. He seemed harmless, and unlike the purifiers he'd seen. Harry way, unfortunately, ignorant to many of the issues others faced. He knew of Magneto and the common threats Xavier explained so many years ago, but this kid looked nothing like a villain. Hell he was wearing a yellow autumn gucci piece from their last collection. It wasn't until Waverly destroyed the package and then Sapphire explained, that he understood what all had happened. This kid had left them for another group who worked with Magneto and had subsequently killed someone either on purpose or by accident. Harry made his way towards the group, hardly minding the dust that kicked up and sullied the shoes he was wearing. With arms crossed he stood by his duplicate to his right, creating a new him now to his left. Three Harry's stood there between the Mutant Underground and Max. [Color=E610B8]"I'm not privy to all that's happened here mates, but I do know that if my little Valer-Veil says that there will be no fighting then there won't be any. Now kid is there any way for you to contact your friend without being traced? An ETA would be nice and so would getting out of this dustbowl."[/color] [color=aba400]"I can try and contact her much in the same way I did Veil. I can't guarantee it'll work but no telepath will pick it up and her responses can't be heard by others if she's surrounded."[/color] Harry turned and looked at his sister inquisitively as if to ask her if this was a good idea or not.