[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 17th, 2021 - 9:30 AM[/b][/color][/center][hr][hider=M-Pox - Check This Hider Each Time!]Mutant Underground: [list][*]Casper - mild symptoms 
[*]Spark Plug - mild symptoms 
[*]Jack - mild symptoms (+)(+)
[*]Max - [color=f7941d]moderate symptoms[/color]
[*]Glimpse - [color=f7941d]severe symptoms[/color]  [/list]

Hellfire Club/Misc.: [list][*]Emma Frost - moderate symptoms
[*]Vulcan - [color=f7941d]mild symptoms [/color]
[*]Legion - moderate symptoms
[*]Morgan - mild 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 
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	In the entranceway, the railing of the staircase began to rattle, as each iron bar slowly bent out of shape....[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=935DB8]Veil[/color] & [color=DBA1DE]Casper[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/S58Wv8DxnFlWGHzJiG/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Mutant Underground: Dining Room
[b]Skills:[/b] [color=DBA1DE]Mediumship[/color] [hr][/center]	Veil went downstairs with the rest to grab a bite to eat, although she wasn't particularly hungry. She wanted to get on with the mission and bring their two wayward members home. Her mind couldn't stop turning the gears, especially as Max gave some important pieces of information. She grabbed a waffle and tore into it, not bothering with utensils or a plate or anything. Unlike her twin, she didn't care as much about cleanliness and her occupation was well suited for her disposition. 

	Casper, meanwhile, was piling waffles upon waffles on his plate. He went for just about every topping available, creating what he considered a culinary masterpiece, an Ode to the Waffles God. He briefly wondered if there was a god responsible for waffles, but none came to mind - so Casper, the ever so humble soul, decided that he might as well fill that role. [color=DBA1DE]"Big news everyone - I'm changing my codename to [i]Waffle God[/i], effective immediately,"[/color] Casper announced, practically drooling as he looked at his leaning tower of goodies. [color=DBA1DE]"Filing cabinets and pastries? That remains me of this one time when I woke up in a Staples, whipped cream on my nipples, pancakes on my--"[/color]

	[i]"Hey, enough! No one wants to hear this man!"[/i] Ben complained. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"On my head, Ben, on my head. Do you think I would talk so callous around Echo's Christian ears?"[/color] Casper asked, a fake wounded expression on him - like a puppy pretending to be sad so that way someone might give them a treat. 

	Veil snapped her fingers. [color=935DB8]"Casper, focus. Answer Max's question,"[/color] she instructed. She had finished her single waffle and didn't want to go for another one. They had already wasted too much time talking, they needed to hurry up and take action. Jack could take Sunshine out of the DC area at any moment. He could whisk her off on an Amtrak train and easily get her several states over in just a few hours. He also was suffering from M-Pox and there was a nonzero chance he could fall over and die before they found him. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"I'm getting to that, I'm getting to that,"[/color] Casper reassured Veil, although it sounded much more like a whine. [color=DBA1DE]"Ugh, my head is pounding... Anyways... I dunno, maybe his office? He probably has paper storage devices there and he definitely has doughnuts around."[/color] He then rattled off the address. 

	[color=935DB8]"Great. Let's go then,"[/color] Veil ordered, heading briskly out to the garage. [hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#DAF7A6]Sunshine[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/Tno0CtP.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#DAF7A6]Location:[/color][/b] Jack's Office
[b][color=#DAF7A6]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center]	Sunshine relaxed slightly, as Jack's explanation matched what she more or less had expected. She wasn't sure why he decided to take her here, rather than just leave her in her room that she shared with Waverley, but he was weird sometimes. He was sentimental and squishy and he probably cried when watching romantic comedies. His best friend was likely a tub of ice cream with sprinkles. Though Sunshine guessed she couldn't really talk, her best friend was...

	[i]Dead[/i]. 

	She breathed in sharply as ripples of pain flowed through her body. Tears welled up in her eyes and she shut them tightly, trying to will the emotions to go away. Nothing the humans had ever done to her had hurt as much as losing Illyana. She felt like she couldn't breathe, with each breath just bringing more pain and turmoil. Sunshine didn't know if anything she was feeling was normal. She oscillated between wanting to burst into tears and curl into a ball and having the urge to go kill as many humans as possible, to pile them high in the streets. She wanted to scream to the world that Illyana existed, that [i]Magik[/i] was the most beautiful and amazing and scary person she had seen in the world. 

	[color=#DAF7A6]"I need to go do something,"[/color] she said, wiping away the tears as she got up and headed towards the door. There were humans everywhere. Even if they weren't all Purifiers, they were guilty by association.