[hr][hr][center][h3][color=cc33ff][b]Guin Stark[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/R0DGpSD.png?1[/img][hr][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] Xavier's Institute - the Garden
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center]	Guin couldn't help but be slightly impressed - and annoyed - at how little Elizabeth cared about her dramatic entrance, falling from the roof of the school and tumbling near the flower beds. If she had done this every day in the Iron Star suit, then sure, she [i]guessed[/i] that she could understand Elizabeth not caring at all... but this had been the debut flight test! Couldn't Elizabeth have screamed? Come to think of it, Mary's reaction was a bit lackluster too and Guin frowned. She didn't need a lecture on safety. She wanted some praise and applause. She wanted her name on a building in the sky.... Oh wait, she already had that.

	Never mind.

	[color=cc33ff]"So are you guys doing the [i]Great Florist Bake Off?[/i] Or is this going to be more of a [i]Nailed It type of situation?[/i]"[/color] Guin asked the Flower Girls. She never was into botany. It took a lot of patience that she just didn't have. [color=cc33ff]"I've just been working on the Mark 1 y'know, arguing with FRIDAY, fighting a craving for a German chocolate cake, just a typical July day, refusing to leave the suit since it has AC while I'm outside as it's fucking boiling out here... What about you two?"[/color] She had to wonder how Mary was doing. She seemed to have her good days and her bad days. If this was one of Mary's bad days, then Elizabeth and Guin needed to run. Mary was surrounded by plants - a recipe for a flowery version of the Hulk to emerge. 

	[color=cc33ff]"Oh! I've been playing some old Pokémon games. I'm trying to get a team of just shiny eevees. It's gonna be so cute - and fucking deadly. I'm naming them all exclusively after Bad Popes - like the one who ordered the corpse of the old pope to be dug up and put on trial. Wild."[/color][hr][hr][center][h3][color=12ABB0][b]Neil Spellman[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/3RnqLcdD/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=12ABB0]Location:[/color][/b] Xavier's Institute - Neil's Room
[b][color=12ABB0]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center]	Neil jumped slightly, hearing a knock on the door. While he didn't have any sort of magical talent, his cousin Rebecca did. His aunties taught her everything they knew and Neil inevitably picked up a thing or two. Hearing a knock after attempting a spell was never good - it usually meant that some sort of wayward spirit wanted to come in. He braced himself for a fight with a demon or something monstrous as he opened the door, only to find the exact opposite - it was Carolina, arguably his best friend in the entire world. [color=12ABB0]"You're not a demon,"[/color] Neil blurted, a bit stunned. He really had been expecting something to come and maul him to death.

	His eyes flickered briefly over towards the candles he had carved, the flames still burning. Maybe the ritual [i]had[/i] worked. He knew that a lot of witchcraft ultimately came down to intentions - or asking the universe to play nice for once. After his pleas for closure and to move on from Sara, Carolina had appeared outside of his room, asking to spend time with him. Were the forces that be trying to tell him something? He imagined an Uncle Iroh like figure urging him to focus on the present and to not dwell on the past - that while Sara was not going to be a part of his life anymore, he still had good friends like Carolina. [color=12ABB0]"Erm, I mean yeah, that'd be fun."[/color]