[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]
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[color=aba400]"Callie, I never said I didn't understand why you can't trust me. To you i am the enemy, I understand how it looks and I understand that with the knowledge you have this looks bad. I wont comment on the mission going awry, it was unfortunate and we all make mistakes and the mistakes we make can change the course of mutant kind. You weren't there on that mission, you didn't see what I saw nor did you see what I did. I risked my life for you guys. I risked death just to grab the computer that I delivered to your underground with all the knowledge stored inside of it. The mission was recon and intel gathering and that was exactly what I did. I hope you put that computer to good use because if not then that mission was for nothing. While we were attacked by the Hellfire Club [i]for breaking into their domain[/i] you guys were dealing with Vulcan and Magick, something we didn't know about till later. But Veil was seriously injured and we did the best we could to escape and in that attempt I tried to give us more cover, I wanted to give us time so Veil could make it back safely without the fear of the police following us back to the hideout. I was panicking and I just wanted to pop their tires...I never meant...it was never supposed to happen that way. The next mission I was on I once again did what I supposed to do, I stayed with the group I tried to make sure people didn't break off without a buddy and I went with Havok to save Leighton. What we were told there is what changed my mind. It isn't that I don't believe in the underground, its that i wanted to do more than hide and run. Emma had told me that Shaw was working on his own with Sinister, she didn't condone what they were doing and I was promised that Shaw had be dealt with and removed from their group. We were given a choice, learn what the Hellfire  Clubs motives and plans are with the freedom to leave if we so desired, or stay in the dark and with you guys. She spoke of peace for mutant kind and how she plans to achieve it, how could you not want peace? I don't want to argue with you, any of you, but yes Callie you are missing some major pieces in this grand puzzle."[/color]

Max had been avoiding Sapphires gaze for the most part, both because he was speaking to Callie, and because he wasn't sure how to respond to her or process the words that now rung in his head. He didn't know why but hearing that he was never once hated by her was very reassuring. It was like words that his family had never spoken. He can handle distrust, that comes naturally with some people, and with the line of work they were all in it was beginning to make sense. His shoulders dropped as he finally met her gaze with a defeated look. [color=aba400]"I wont lie to you Sapphire, I never have and I'm not about to start now, but after the accident I was in my own head. I dont really recall much of anything that happened after that, everyone just faded and I was faced with a singular truth, that I [i]was[/i] a monster. I had blood on my hands and there was no way to wipe that clean. I don't know why you hated Leighton except from what I had heard form her, and given the perception I had of you I will admit that it may of warped the truth. I didn't due to a singular person but there was a lot of underlying forces that worked me towards that direction. I never realized that your hatred for me was manifested only in my mind. I should've spoken to you, to Veil, about the misgivings that I had. The doubts that clouded my mind. I find myself having to say this more today than I anticipated but I truly am sorry, though I know it doesn't change anything. Though I would like it if we could talk sometime, alone perhaps ...about old things and what happened last week..."[/color]

Max wanted to correct on her misinformation about Warlocks, he also heavily wanted to point out that he preferred to play 3.5 instead. But this was not the time to argue semantics, especially given the news of her mother. Her suggestion was wild, if not to be expected. She wanted justice, some form of vengeance perhaps, anything to see the man who murdered her mother dealt with. He didn't want to respond, opting to wait to hear what Veil and the others had to say about her plan before moving on. That was when Glimpse spoke up. Her incorrect understanding of his name quickly fixed by Veils perceptive nature. She really was getting better at this leadership and it wasn't meant as an insult. How could he possibly explain to Glimpse what was going through his mind at the time. Why he did what he did? He would have to at some point so why not now? [color=aba400]"Glimpse I know I knocked you out. I had thought the news of us leaving would be easier if you believed that we were entranced or under some form of control. Given your power set and ability to see into minds I didn't want the possibility of you finding out so I...I thought the best option was to put you to sleep. Not my finest idea sure, but what do you expect? I'm a kid! It hurt me so much to do it, and even more to leave you because you were always so kind to me.

I know I'm not perfect. Far from it, and I've made some great mistakes. I acknowledge that. I'm not the best with people and I dont know how to talk to them, I'm awkward, and clumsy, nerdy to a fault and I quite literally had no friends in school. My own parents turned me into the purifiers the day they discovered my powers! I know my social skills are severely lacking and I don't mean to sound patronizing while I'm trying to compliment you. If you feel that turning me in is the best option then I wont stop you. If you want to kill me with your own hands Waverly...I won't fight you. Just know that once there is blood on your hands it never leaves you. That death, even before I knew whose it was, has haunted me ever since. Eaten away at me inside and gnawed at my core knowing that I took a life no matter how accidental it was."[/color] Max took a step forward, his head tilted slightly up to expose his neck towards Waverly. If she wanted to kill him he would understand, but he hoped she'd understand the repercussions of what she had done. [color=aba400]"I can't take back what I have done, I can't rewrite time-"[/color] There was a hard pause as he spoke, his expression changing as he began to pace and and forth in front of his ride. He began to mutter under his breath, an old new habit courtesy of the other timeline. He couldn't rewrite time no, but what if he could alter the reality?

He had heard it several times from many sources, he was a lot like Wanda. If she could alter the universe on such a grande scale then why couldn't he do so on a minor one? Thoughts began to race about on if he should pluck her mother from another reality, one in which she survived, or perhaps he could try and rewrite their own reality so that he never killed her and his powers worked as intended? Both of those sounded like if done wrong could end in a cataclysmic effect that would also be blamed on him. There had to be another way. He thought back to that morning when he accidentally summoned a dead rat, and began to wonder if it was possible to simply bring her mother back to life. [color=aba400]"Waverly, this is your decision but...Sinister is a spirit right? Which begs to mean that souls are real. This may be a ride but follow me here. In this other universe I study archaeology, one of my main focuses being in artifacts that could pertain to magic or mutantkind. Now there was a running concept of rebirth or reincarnation, what if these were mutant powers that have been diluted and spread across through several mutants now. I have the power to create things, James the power to bestow life, Sapphire's medical knowledge would help us greatly, and I can only assume that Magick knows some...magic? If we could find someone who can speak to and manifest spirits then perhaps we can find a way to attach the soul to a new body and bring her back to life. Or, perhaps, we could use my powers to help fix any issues that her current body may have and then continue with the plan to use James, Sapphire, Magick, and someone with spiritual powers to do the same thing. I don't know how hard this will be but I'm willing to do the work."[/color] He sounded crazy, sure, but this could be an answer.

[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
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Echo and his duplicates put their hands up towards Callies comment. [Color=E610B8]"Sorry there love, didn't mean much by the name. I'll make sure to keep Callie on the forefront of my mind just don't taze me if I forget every now and then."[/color] He gave her a little wink as he backed up, clearly giving them all space to breathe. Noticing his sisters affirming nod he was about to tell him to speak to his partner in what ever fashion he saw would work best. There was some form of trust here and Harry wasn't about to stomp all over it. Tensions seemed high and he wasn't sure what to do, this was new to him and there wasn't a guidebook on what to do. Ok there was but he wasn't the most studious childe at Xaviers when it came to terrorist negotiations or handling these types of issues. 

His eyes darted back and forth between each person as they spoke. Never finding the right time to interject and ask him to call her. A soft breeze blew and he could smell the cucumber melon scent wafting off of the blonde mutant who stood alone against the growing numbers of the Underground. The others...didn't smell quite as nice but that was just another item in a long list of things he would need to gather. When Warlock had finally finished talking there was a chill running down his spine. There wouldn't be a good time to ask him about Leighton and this crossed the realms of what the fuck Harry hadnt considered. But he was [i]living[/i] for the drama. It helped him take his mind off of things, but also made him feel great sorrow for Feedback as he knew what it meant to lose a loved one. He made his way towards where she sat and took a seat next to her dirtying his white pants. Veil would know that he would [i]never[/i] do such a thing and to do so was highly out of character for him. Harry placed his arm around the purple haired kid and pulled her close. [Color=E610B8]"Hey love, I know what you're going through right now. I just lost my love of 8 years and my world it just feels so...I'm here if you need to talk but you now have a choice before you. You have the chance to have her again, your mother. So whats it gonna be mate?"[/color]