[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#556B2F]Luna Braddock - Glimpse[/color][/h1][img]https://i.gifer.com/NwYa.gif[/img][hr]
[color=#556B2F][b]Location:[/b][/color] Mutant Friendly Clinic -- Washington D.C.
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	Sitting on the floor, Luna actually seemed to start getting better. The nausea eased and the bleeding stopped. She glanced at her hands and arms, seeing the blochiness come back and realized that her symptoms had progressed back to the beginning but who knew how long that would last for. Especially with Casper and Max going back and forth about their brand of kink. She would think Casper to be suffering from looniness but it was simply Casper, Max on the other hand, Luna was having a hard time adjusting with him being back after everything.
	Luna looked over, hearing Sunshine open the door and watched as she was yanked back and the panic increased. Someone had broken into the clinic and was now throwing tear gas and who knows what else into the building. 
	Luna managed to push herself up, only suffering a minor headache at the moment and looked at Spark Plug when she started to go off on Max, not sounding like herself. She pushed through the fatigue, something she had been feeling for days and weeks before M-Pox even hit her and grabbed Callie so James didn’t have to haul her around as well as the meds. [color=#556B2F]”Come along superstar,”[/color] she said and supported Callie out towards the emergency exit of the building. She looked at James as they started to make their escape. [color=#556B2F]”Can you drive?”[/color] Luna could try but as she was one of the worst ones on arrival, she wasn’t sure if she would be the most stable option but it seemed everyone’s symptoms were changing rapidly. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#FFDAB9]Cayden Proudstar - Moonwalker[/color][/h1][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/93/66/5b/93665b02e000310faeb73231e19c5ea9.gif[/img]
[color=#FFDAB9][b]Location[/b][/color]: George Washington University: The Street -- Washington D.C.
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	Cayden was still smiles despite the chaos going on around him. There was a part of him that enjoyed the fighting and the exhilarating feeling, even though there was so much hate and pain from the Purifiers and those attacking him and the other mutants. The girl with the sword was a pretty badass fighter and Veil was doing her thing with grace and ease.
	He turned his head when he heard the gunshot go off, watching Echo miss it before another one went off and he felt the hit. Everything seemed to slow down as Cayden slowly turned his head and then felt the warmth sliding down the side of his neck and started soaking into his shirt. He opened his mouth and closed it repeatedly, trying to speak but the only thing that came out was blood dribbling down the side of his mouth. He lifted his hand to the wound in the side of his neck and pushed with as much pressure as he could but he wasn’t sure it was enough. He was in quite a bit of shock as he dropped to his knees, watching Sapphire running over to him. 
	His vision faded for a moment and a memory popped into his head. His grandmother was standing on the deck, candles burned all around them and the night sky was clear, showcasing a million stars that Cayden tried to look at and give name to them all. 
	”Normally my little [i]Tł'é'gona'áí[/i], we would sit under the great mountain and have his shadow and those of the ancestors tell their story but we will stay here tonight, with the great mountain in the distance,” his grandmother said. His grandmother had always had a way with words and as an elder of their tribe and a healer, it was her duty to pass on knowledge. She used herbs to scent the air and painted the night sky with fire from a smoldering stick, always telling the story of the mountain and their people before she taught him more names of the stars and the mountain dance. As the sole caregiver for Cayden, it was her duty to teach him everything he would need to know to become a man and to become a healer in his own way. 
	Cayden’s eyes fluttered as he felt an intense cold and then panicked words. He opened his eyes to feel pressure from someone else's hands and Sapphire was staring down at him, telling him not to move. His hand shifted and he felt the freezing of his neck. Sluggishly, he understood that he had no mobility in his neck at the moment. He rested his hand on Sapphire’s arm and squeezed it lightly, giving her a lazy smile. His eyes shifted as he tried to look around him and saw Waverley standing guard over them. How much fighting was still going on around them. He looked back at Sapphire, trying to ask her with a look from his eyes but he was sure he just looked dim.