[hr][hr][center][img]https://images-ext-2.discordapp.net/external/dDMnQgs7F4RC1OJMpHx4-W665juE8m4C7LcnHoEdP4I/https/i.postimg.cc/3JbDH1mX/image.png[/img][hr][color=A4FFFC][b]Location[/b][/color]: George Washington University: Lisner Auditorium  
[color=A4FFFC][b]Skills[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]
	[color=A4FFFC]"Oh please, anyone who has been within 10 feet of Watts could tell you that. He's got a major ego, but unfortunately he's got a brilliant mind to back it up..."[/color] she whispered to Veil. She was in her more or less standard "disguise" of sorts, her normal brown hair and hazel eyes as opposed to the bright white and blue. Hearing the conversation and what was going on, Sapphire had a bit of a crazy idea. It would let Watts know that she was there (and probably wanted to talk to him) and would help her to blend in somewhat anyway. [color=A4FFFC]"I'll be right back..."[/color] she said to the others as she got up from her seat and hurried along out to the main staircase, and headed down to where the microphone was, as well as the line of 10 people ahead of her. She decided to try and get the attention as she didn't really care about whether or not there was a line. [color=A4FFFC]"Excuse me Dr. Watts! I have a question!"[/color] she called out as she ended up getting the microphone so that she could address the pair.

	[color=A4FFFC]"Can I first start off by saying it is totally an honor to be here in front of you, your work is amazing. I also agree with you on what you said regarding what Dr. Hansen said, and might I point out Dr. Hansen that things that work on normal humans from my understanding don't always work on mutants, it depends on the person, and trying to just throw something out there that you are advertising as a sort cure almost without having any sort of real hard evidence for the group it's meant to help, that kind of goes against the way science typically is done if I remember correctly... Oh, I'm Marissa Clarkson by the way,"[/color] she said, sort of rambling a little bit, slipping in a compliment to Watts while also somewhat going against what Hansen was saying. She hoped that Watts would go along with her little lie regarding her name. [color=A4FFFC]"So Dr. Watts I was wondering, what do you think needs to happen in order to effectively fight against M-Pox? What sort of solution do you propose if you don't mind me asking."[/color]

	"Marissa, at AIM we have been conducting tests of Extremis on mutants. The results are unpublished, but we have been successful in regrowing limbs and repairing scar tissue. There's no reason the science couldn't work for M-Pox or the elimination of the X-gene," Dr. Hansen butted in. It was, after all, her panel. 

	"I'm sorry, are you Dr. Watts? No? I didn't think so. What we need to fight M-Pox is to understand M-Pox. This disease is less than a week old. We need to have rigorous experiments and tests to characterize it first, to understand how M-Pox is operating before we can even begin to think of a cure. The longer we put off running these simple, important tests, the more lives will be lost."

	[color=A4FFFC]"That does make some sense I suppose,"[/color] she started to say, before there was suddenly the loud blaring of the fire and emergency alarms blasting throughout the auditorium. She glanced back towards the others in the audience, and then thought to hell with it. If there was actually a fire or something her powers would probably be fairly useful, and she knew someone else who could be helpful. Instead of heading to the exit doors instead Sapphire went right up to the stage and looked right at Watts, her eyes shifting to the familiar ice blue. [color=A4FFFC]"Hey Watts, I know you're retired and all, but mind helping out a little it, superspeed would be so helpful right now, so please tell me you actually still carry your damn fancy serum around. Since don't you find it a bit odd that you all are having this talk about M-Pox and mutants and whatever and suddenly the alarm starts blaring? Or is it just me. So you gonna help out or not?"[/color]

[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.ibb.co/JKGhg22/Webp-net-resizeimage-10.png[/img][hr][color=05794C][b]Location[/b][/color]: George Washington University
[color=05794C][b]Skills[/b][/color] Technopathy, Hacking[/center][hr][hr]
	Zari was startled when the guy with a knife throw had managed to disarm her,  knocking her sword Glowstick off to the side. Now this was definitely [i]not[/i] a good thing. Never losing your weapon in a fight was practically rule number one when it came to how the world worked, which didn't really help out all too much that she seemed to be breaking it. Glancing over at the guy, and over at her sword she instantly darted for it, when suddenly she heard the sounds of knives being thrown at her, and she barely managed to roll out of the way and avoided them, snatching her sword back up in her hand as she reached into her pocket and pulled out the cell phone that she had with her.

	She knew it was a bad idea to take her eyes off of her opponent, but she also was seriously starting to wonder if she truly could win this fight. Her next best option was to try and blast the alarms and get as many people in the area as possible and [i]maybe[/i] slip off into the crowd if she was lucky. Tapping away rather quickly, as well as aided by her powers, she managed to pull it off, as the sounds started blaring throughout the university. The noise was rather loud, and not really something she was entirely used to. Hopefully more people would enter the area to let her slip away maybe.

	That's when she noticed the cops show up and have their guns pointed at Mr. Stabby Stabberson, and she had more then a bit confused look on her face. Who were they? And why were they here? Where she grew up, there wasn't a semblance of law enforcement, you just had to be the person who punched harder. [color=05794C]"...Uh, who are you? I'm confused..."[/color] she said softly towards them.

[hr][hr][center][img]https://images-ext-2.discordapp.net/external/5HhQVQcFJxJ70OAwQX1ZKWP7ELAQD0O9dSCr8V5G2gU/https/i.postimg.cc/CKKhLp0d/image.png[/img][hr][color=9C00FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Mutant Friendly Clinic
[color=9C00FF][b]Skills[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]
	Things were like hell it seemed like, at least when it came to dealing with M-Pox. The past few months hadn't been too eventful, aside from him giving Sunshine a set of bow and arrows for Christmas, and Max deciding to rejoin the Underground. [color=9C00FF]"Purifiers could be anywhere you know, but why should that stop us from living Rookie,"[/color] Jack said towards her, his head was pounding and he was fairly dizzy as they reached the Mutant Friendly Clinic. Of course, it was no surprise to him that Casper had been here before, since his brother was (at least hopefully it was past tense) a drug addict, so it probably was pretty frequently.

	He went with them to the back area of the clinic and he took a seat in a chair, managing to do so without falling to the ground, just barely though. Unfortunately he had one of the more severe cases, and that made it difficult to walk around or even really move. [color=9C00FF]"You know this place isn't so bad you know, could be worse, could have people not even willing to help us out at all,"[/color] his words were a bit slurred as he wasn't exactly thinking straight, hopefully the doctors at the clinic would be able to help out. Otherwise hopefully things wouldn't take a drastic turn for the worst. [color=9C00FF]"Be nice Sunshine, insulting people never ends well you know..."[/color]