[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/FKJKRczH/the-gifted-591b350cc9ba7.png[/img][/center][hr][center][@Nallore][@BlueSky44][@Achronum][@Trainerblue192][@KazAlkemi][@Framing A Moose][@Kirah][/center][hr][hr][center][color=f7941d][b]February 16th, 2021 - 6:20 PM[/b][/color][/center][hr][hider=M-Pox - Check This Hider Each Time!]Mutant Underground: [list][*]Casper - [color=f7941d]moderate symptoms[/color]
[*]Spark Plug - [color=f7941d]mild symptoms[/color]
[*]Jack - moderate symptoms
[*]Max - severe symptoms
[*]Glimpse - [color=f7941d]moderate symptoms[/color][/list]

Hellfire Club/Misc.: [list][*]Emma Frost - mild symptoms 
[*]Vulcan - [color=f7941d]mild symptoms[/color]
[*]Legion - [color=f7941d]severe symptoms[/color]
[*]Morgan - moderate symptoms[/list]

Mild Symptoms: Headache, some splotchiness of the skin, fatigue and exhaustion 
Moderate Symptoms: Difficulty breathing, dizziness, vomiting, blood shot eyes, prominent veins
Severe Symptoms: Vomiting blood, trouble walking, bleeding from the ears, extreme skin discoloration, general looniness 
[/hider][color=f7941d][b][i]The Ruins of the Old Mutant Underground DC HQ...[/i][/b][/color]

	[color=B0B4B0]"You are good friend,"[/color] Colossus mumbled to Spark Plug gratefully. He returned her hug, still in his organic steel form. He was ordinarily incredibly careful with others while like this, but his grief had clouded his mind. He forgot his own strength and as he hugged Spark Plug, he used so much pressure that he accidentally snapped one of her ribs. She was suffocating, unable to breathe. Both boys would be feeling rather chilly from the snow, while Spark Plug apparently was immune to Jack Frost. [hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=935DB8]Veil[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/qB2G1nnk/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=935DB8]Location:[/color][/b] Transit
[b][color=935DB8]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center]	Veil was a little bit surprised to hear one of the new mutants - the one with the leather jacket - explain stealing. She was so used to living below the poverty line, stealing supplies for the Mutant Underground, it was just strange to think of it as immoral. She never considered whether or not their actions hurt other people. It always felt like a victimless crime. And if there were any victims, surely it would be the rich people who owned the warehouses and stores they raided for food, right? 

	Her phone buzzed, distracting her from her thoughts. She read the second message before she saw the first. Her bottom lip trembled and Veil bit down on it, hard, in an attempt to keep the tears at bay. They lost Moonwalker [i]and[/i] Magik that day. Death was part of being a mutant, but it didn't make it hurt any less. She cleared her throat slightly. The others needed to know as well. [color=935DB8]"Magik died of M-Pox."[/color] Her fingers felt cold as ice as she tapped out a reply to Spark Plug - 

[quote][color=935DB8][i]Shit. 
We need to make a drop off at HQ, got some injured. We'll come by ASAP. Almost there.
We lost Moonwalker. Picked up some lost girls.
And Polaris[/i].[/color][/quote]
	There was so much going on that Veil didn't even know how to process the information that one of the kids they picked up had a sibling working for S.H.I.E.L.D. It wasn't unheard of for mutants to go into law enforcement - or to have human family members who were part of the force. But in Veil's opinion, all law enforcement was corrupt and anti-mutant. Anyone who wore the badge was either guilty of hate crimes or complicit in abiding them. The other girl in the back was chattering a lot, seemingly a Thor fangirl from what Veil could tell. That also wasn't uncommon. He had nice abs. 

	Watts was protectively holding onto his daughter, Leda sitting in his lap since there wasn't enough room in the van. Both of them were quiet, knowing that this wasn't the time for snide comments. People were processing and grieving, especially with the announcement of another death. Watts could hold his ego back - at least for a little while. 

	[color=FAFD95]"Fuck,"[/color] Havok said. He didn't elaborate. There wasn't really anything else that could be said. Magik had died because of a disease they had been powerless to stop. At least Moonwalker had died for a cause - Magik's death had been for nothing. 

	The van pulled up into the garage of the Mutant Underground Headquarters. It had a small staircase that led up into the entranceway, where anyone going on up would see Sunshine cradling Magik's corpse on one of the couches. 

	[color=935DB8]"Echo... Would you mind picking up Colossus, Spark Plug, and Stretch? They're at the old HQ."[/color][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=DBA1DE]Casper Theriot[/color][/b][/h3] [img]https://i.postimg.cc/KvRwSCJZ/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=DBA1DE]Location:[/color][/b] Mutant Underground: ???
[b][color=DBA1DE]Skills:[/color][/b] Mediumship [hr][/center]	Casper's body was on a bed in medical. His veins were extraordinarily prominent and his breaths were infrequent and harsh. He had ended up face down on the pillow, making breathing even more challenging. Of course, his spirit was completely unaware of the mortal peril his body was in, instead trying to come to terms with his fear and conquer it as he stared at the ghost of Waverley's mom in Max's bedroom. 

	[i]"You got this, Casper,"[/i] Ben encouraged. Sometimes he felt optimistic about Casper's chances to become a better person. This was not one of these times. Ben was a liar. 

	[i][color=DBA1DE]"I'm f-fine, Ben, you act like I'm as competent as Honey Boo Boo on Toddlers in Tiaras or whatever that white trash show was called,"[/color][/i] Casper complained. He was partially transfixed by the ghost of Mrs. Watts, looking at the blood that covered her. Her lips had a definite blue tint to them and her eyes looked like they were rotting, as if her hatred was causing her soul to decompose in the afterlife. 

	[i]"HOW THE FUCK DOES THIS WHITE BOY GET TO BE ALIVE AND I'M DEAD?!?!?!?! IS THERE NO JUSTICE ANYMORE?!?!?! THE FUCKING COP KILLER NEEDS TO PAY!"[/i] Mrs. Watts raged. She tried to claw Max's eyeballs out, but her ghostly hand just went on through him. 

	Something [i]clicked[/i]. As Casper stared at Mrs. Watts, he started to laugh. It was quiet at first, before expanding into a full belly chuckle. He had no idea why he was suddenly a spirit too, since he was pretty sure he wasn't dead - his body had been breathing last he checked. But there was just something so funny about Mrs. Watts trying to hurt Max but failing. And while Casper didn't realize it, he had faced his fears. (Well, more of Max had faced them for him). Mrs. Watts couldn't hurt Max. She couldn't do anything unless Casper let her. 

	He had the power here - wait, did he? He didn't know if he could channel things like this. He didn't feel like trying though. No, instead he wanted to do what he did best - [i]talk[/i].

	[i][color=DBA1DE]"Hey, I'm not scared of you! You can't hurt me! You can't even hurt Max and [i]everyone[/i] likes to do that! In fact, while I'm talking to you, you reeeeaally need to get a haircut. Like is there a ghost barber? Maybe after Hitler gets his stache trimmed, you can hop into the chair and take it for a spin, huh? Also newsflash, revenge doesn't work when you're dead and all you're doing is giving me a headache. And messing up your daughter emotionally, she's going to grow up to be an action star, probably will have some Swan Song type of a movie where she dies for the next generation... Maybe set near the Mexican border. And end near the Canadian one."[/color][/i]

	Ben smiled proudly, beaming like a father watching their kid take their first - extremely awkward and scatterbrained - steps. 

	[i][color=DBA1DE]"And oi, Max, no feeling up my boyfriend!!"[/color][/i]

	Outside in the hallway - [color=E33B19]"Britney Spears,"[/color] Negasonic deadpanned. [color=E33B19]"Oh no, you're having a complete meltdown... No one could have predicted that an unhealthy obsession with a gay man with a boyfriend could end this way..."[/color] She didn't know what was going on between James and Glimpse, but whatever it was, it was [i]weird[/i]. [color=E33B19]"Wow, James, you're back. Shocking."[/color]