[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 - 12:50 PM[/b][/color][/center][hr][hider=M-Pox]Mutant Underground: [list][*]Casper - [i]cured[/i]
[*]Spark Plug - [i]cured[/i]
[*]Jack - [i]cured[/i]
[*]Max - [i]cured[/i]
[*]Glimpse - [i]cured[/i][/list]

Hellfire Club/Misc.: [list][*]Emma Frost - [i]succumbed to M-Pox. Time of Death: 10:59 AM, Feb 17, 2021[/i]
[*]Vulcan - [i]cured[/i]
[*]Legion - mild symptoms 
[*]Morgan - severe symptoms
[*]Toad - [i]succumbed to M-Pox. Time of Death: 11:34 AM, Feb 17, 2021[/i][/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 

So far, only two individuals have "cured" themselves from M-Pox. The first was S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Cassandra Reed. The second was Gabriel Summers A.K.A. Vulcan.[/hider]
[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: Outside the Glitter Factory
[b][color=DBA1DE]Skills:[/color][/b] Mediumship[hr][/center]	[i]"What time is it?"[/i] Ben asked suddenly. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"Why the hell would I know? Do I look like my mutant power is turning into a watch?"[/color] Casper asked his companion, raising an eyebrow. The line to get in was really long and with the lack of fakes among his friends, their odds of getting past the bouncers wasn't really that great. Casper was swaying back and forth on his feet as he tried to think of a way to get on inside. 

	Ben, ever the astute person, noticed that most people in line were holding something - [i]presents[/i]. [i]"Casper, look!"[/i] Ben urged, waving a hand in front of Casper's face and pointing at the line. [i]"See what they're all holding? And what time it is?"[/i]

	[color=DBA1DE]"Not now, Ben, Jack is counting on me!"[/color] Casper snapped. He walked through Ben, Ben briefly flickering out of existence before coming back into focus, just behind Casper this time. [color=DBA1DE]"I'm pretty sure that there's a door around the back that if we do a secret knock on, we can get in! Now.... Does anyone here know the secret knock?"[/color] he asked. 

	[i]"Casper, it's the middle of the fucking day! It's the afternoon! They're holding presents! The club is hosting a Secret Santa or a birthday party or something! They'll probably just let you in if you say you're friends of the host!"[/i] 

	Casper did a double take, looking at the line again. It was a line of good looking twinks for the most part. They were carrying presents with outrageously tasteful wrapping paper. [color=DBA1DE]"...Shit. Ben, stop distracting me, okay? You made me almost miss this. Huddle up fam, no strip club is this full at lunch time. And see the gayly wrapped presents? It's a birthday party in there. All we have to do is find out the name of the birthday boy and say we're friends. The kiddos can just claim to be their cousins or sisters or something, they'll just put an X on your hand and let you in even without a fake,"[/color] Casper proudly announced. The line was moving pretty quickly too - Ben had been right (and Casper). The bouncers were really just letting anyone in. 

	[i]"You're fucking unbelievable..."[/i] Ben groaned. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"Come on, the birthday boy is waiting for us!"[/color] Casper shouted, before running down the block and getting into the line. A few of the people at the end of the line looked at him, checking him out for a brief moment, before they got distracted by their phones or something. [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] A Block from the Eisenhower Building - Parking Garage
[b][color=935DB8]Skills:[/color][/b] Invisible Energy Manipulation [hr][/center]	[color=935DB8]"I can't keep you invisible if you scout ahead,"[/color] Veil explained to Kristina. [color=935DB8]"With how close we are to the White House, as much as I'd love to have you scout... I think it'd be dangerous. If anyone sees you, they'll assume you're a terrorist and they won't hesitate to kill you."[/color] She didn't need Kristina's death on her conscience. She already had Moonwalker's and Magik's to feel guilty over. [color=935DB8]"Also, we need to all use our mutant names. If our real names are picked up, they'll hunt us down like dogs after this and we'll be killed - or worse, thrown in a mutant super max."[/color]

	Despite all of the tension and worry, Veil couldn't help but snort as Sapphire explained what the Hellfire Club was likely trying to do. She was also slightly tempted to just let them do it, to tell Sapphire to take them all to that club to help Jack find Max and Sunshine. [color=935DB8]"President Jakobsen hates mutants - he only stopped when the polls told him he'd gone too far,"[/color] Veil said. She knew that he had been the former leader of OMEN, an organization that had captured and tortured Sapphire along with countless other mutants. Veil hadn't voted for him. She had wanted Sanders in office. 

	[color=FAFD95]"Maybe we should let them do it,"[/color] Havok suggested, speaking what Veil hadn't been willing to say. 
		
	[color=935DB8]"... No. We can't do that. For one, X gave us these cures in exchange for this service. For two, it isn't right. You can't forcibly experiment on people, no matter who they are or what they did,"[/color] Veil decided. She peered out at the road and spotted a parking garage. [color=935DB8]"Saph, let's pull in there. We'll then walk the rest of the way. I'll keep us cloaked. If things go wrong, I want Glimpse and - new girl, what's your mutant name? - to get as many people as they can out, starting with the kids."[/color][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#DAF7A6]Sunshine[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/W49hZLVD/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#DAF7A6]Location:[/color][/b]  Ronald Regan Airport 
[b][color=#DAF7A6]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center]	Sunshine never had gotten a chance to be picky about what food she ate really. She didn't even really know what her favorite sauce packet was. Whenever she went to a place that let them just take the packets, she would stuff her pockets full with them - it was better to eat ketchup than go hungry some nights. She grabbed her stuff from the tray Max had brought over, hesitating as she peered at the sauce packets, before she decided just to go with the ketchup for now. She folded down the bit at the top of the fry box and squirted the ketchup all over it. [color=#DAF7A6]"...So Jack really did kidnap me then,"[/color] she mumbled. 

	She didn't know what the next move was going to be. She'd never really been kidnapped before. She had been abandoned and locked up. She had always just... run away. Moved forward. Found the next thing. This was the first time that something like this had happened. Did she go back to the Mutant Underground? Was that what she was supposed to do? Jack was... her biological father. And he had kidnapped her. And she didn't know why. [color=#DAF7A6]"... I don't know what to do next,"[/color] she admitted to Max, before slurping up her milkshake.