[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 ---> Outside Clinic -- Washington D.C.
[color=#556B2F][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Telepathy;[/center][hr][hr]

	Luna listened to Max a bit, trying to ignore the pounding headache she had. It seemed his voice was only irritating her and she couldn’t quite wrap her head around his statement. As simple as it was. She watched Max rush James and raised an eyebrow at James, fighting off a smirk. She followed Spark Plug out towards the van and crossed her arms. [color=#556B2F]”Bloody brilliant,”[/color] she muttered. 
	She looked over at the other van as James pointed it out and headed over to see what was what. She tried all the doors just to find them locked. She started looking around the parking lot for any sort of blunt instrument, fighting off the fatigue but the headache was making its presence very known. Now she really wanted to smash a window just to release some frustration and anger that she had from getting this bloody disease. 
	Luna grinned, wincing at the twinge in her head and walked over to pick up the crowbar she spotted. She weighed it with her hands for a moment before she gripped it with both hands and walked to the passenger side window, smiling the entire time. She was definitely going to enjoy smashing this window. She sized up the window, took her stance and then leaned forward, smashing the glass to bits. A few shards went astray and cut her face but Luna didn’t even care in the least. She kept the crowbar in her hand, wiping stray glass away with it so she could unlock the van door and open it. 
	She walked around the van, resting the crowbar on her shoulder and gestured with her free hand. [color=#556B2F]”Your chariot awaits,”[/color] she said, her British accent thick for a moment. She looked a little manic with the cut on her face, hair a mess and face covered with debris from dust of Dr. Chan driving through the clinic wall. Not to mention the exhaustion was near making her delirious and the headache was not going away. 
	Luna took a breath and shut her eyes, reaching out with her mind to locate any Purifiers in their area that may be alive and on the hunt but she didn’t find any. [color=#556B2F]”I believe we are in the clear. At least from Purifiers,”[/color] she told the group. She leaned heavily against the van for a moment, another wave of fatigue overcoming her. Perhaps she pushed herself a bit too much but it had felt good to smash that window.