[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] the Blackbird Hangar
[b][color=12ABB0]Skills:[/color][/b] Telekinetic Combat [hr][/center]	Neil nodded numbly, wincing as Carolina put pressure up against his wound. Her image was going in and out of focus. [color=12ABB0]"I'm fine,"[/color] he mumbled, trying to reassure her. He didn't have any qualms about lying, especially if it meant that Carolina could focus her energy on keeping herself alive instead of worrying about him. 

	A monkey then sucker punched him in the wound and Neil inhaled sharply, feeling a level of pain similar to a kick to the groin. Malice and anger filled him as he saw red. All he wanted to do was make sure that the monkey felt a similar level of pain. He lashed out, using his telekinesis to twist the neck of the monkey. The creature fell down to the ground, no longer breathing. Neil didn't feel any regret. They had killed so many things so far that day, it would have been odd to feel bad about killing a monkey. [color=12ABB0]"I'm okay,"[/color] he told Carolina again, sounding a little more convincing this time. 

	Runa found Bethany's rejection of her lie to be a bit over exaggerated, but it was enough to work. She could feel the ancient magic stirring in her bones, aligning along the energy centers of her body. She imagined a river of light rushing towards her left hand, spilling out her fingers as she snapped them. The sound was supernaturally loud and air rushed through the wound, as the powerful protection spell took effect. The X-Men could not be harmed here today. She had been careful with the words she chose, limiting it to a time and place. Reality warps were best left controlled and small. Unfortunately, the exact phrase she used meant that she and Klara were not included in the protection, but she didn't mind. They were Asgardians, made of stronger stuff. 	

	[color=#a81a75]"In the name of Frey, I command these vines to retreat,"[/color] Runa invoked, as she mentally prepared for the next spell she could cast. [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] the Blackbird Hangar
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Mechanics, Problem Solving, Engineering Design[hr][/center]	Guin was a bit irritated with everyone's comments on the music choice. Of course, she hadn't really explained what she had been trying to do with the horrible song earlier. And she wasn't in the mood to say it again for anyone who hadn't caught her slight explanation. A large part of it was since Edus of all people had to weigh in on it. She knew that he didn't like her and the feeling was mutual. Fortunately, Iris was so loud and [i]extra[/i] that Guin was distracted before her mood could become pissy. [color=cc33ff]"Yeah, 10 grand might buy you a few plaques there, but probably not more than that. Rich people [i]love[/i] putting their name on shit."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"I'm bribing them because money is one of the great motivators of the world! Sometimes, being able to buy some nice shit is just more of a motivator than surviving the latest round in a seemingly endless series of attacks,"[/color] she reasoned. Adrenaline could only last so long. People were bound to be feeling tired, if not extremely injured at this point. They had been going round after round with hardly any breaks. Case in point, her armor was clearly feeling like it was time to stop, as all of her weapons systems jammed. It must have been all the magical energy people were shooting off, tech and magic never mixed well. She cursed under her breath, quickly making repairs to her system - namely, turning it off and turning it back on again. The systems were all back online and she unleashed her fury on the monkeys, knocking the rest of them out. 

	[color=cc33ff]"Heh, looks like I win the 10 grand."[/color]