[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/R0DGpSD.png?1[/img][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] The Kyln
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Telepathy, Electronics and Computers[hr][hr][/center]	Guin nodded slightly at Mary, taking a few quick and somewhat loud breaths as she tried to steady her nerves some more. She was feeling a little bit better and less hopeless, mostly since nothing terrible had happened to her so far. And if she didn't think about how Pietro had been shot and could instead focus on feeling denial, then the edge from that was off too. Everything was going to be fine - just fine. [color=cc33ff]"I'm one with the Force and the Force is with me,"[/color] Guin whispered, trying to pep herself up a bit as she followed after Mary - not that she had much of a choice, as Mary was dragging her by the arm. [color=cc33ff]"I'm one with the Force and the Force is with me."[/color]

	They then ran into a pair straight out of Narnia - a walking tree who kept on [i]insisting[/i] its name was Groot, and a talking raccoon. Guin tilted her head slightly, studying what the raccoon was up to, probing the raccoon's thoughts telepathically to assist. She didn't usually invade other people's thoughts, but with her nerves and anxiety, she didn't care much about personal space at the moment. [color=cc33ff]"Fucking A, an actual security panel,"[/color] Guin said with a sigh of relief. She wasn't even shocked to find out that Mary could speak tree apparently. She was about to shove the raccoon aside to tackle the panel herself, when she got an idea. She looked into the raccoon's mind and saw that it was an expert at Nova Corps tech. 

	It was probably wrong on some level, it felt a little bit like cheating, but desperate times called for desperate measures. It wasn't [i]really[/i] cheating, right? She could have taken the time to figure this stuff out, but she had a special gift, and it was wasteful if she didn't use it - and it wasn't like taking a copy of the raccoon's alien tech knowledge would hurt the raccoon or anything... She concentrated and started copying the information over into her own head, like transferring over a file, and she managed to get about half. 

	[color=cc33ff]"Well, tell the raccoon that we're breaking out with him, and if he doesn't like it, my husband will rip his heart out,"[/color] Guin told Mary. Her heart was still pounding furiously, and as she turned and saw Ed and Lance approach them, she couldn't help but feel happy but annoyed. She would have rather seen Pietro coming towards them. [hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#a81a75]Runa Baldurdattir[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.imgur.com/7eBfSNo.png?1[/img][hr][b][color=#a81a75]Location:[/color][/b] The Kyln
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Runa was not unaccustomed to being glared at by relative strangers - it was a common experience for her on Asgard, especially if she left her father's hall. Even in her grandfather's palace, the servants would look at her with distrust and disdain, certain that she was simply another Loki waiting to happen. No one could have such dark and evil domains without being similarly corrupt at heart, after all. The large central area was both underwhelming and overwhelming - her brother's prisons were much more aesthetically appealing, this place was cold and messy and unforgiving. She didn't care for it in the slightest. 

	[color=#a81a75]"Do you have any inclination as to where Lance may be?"[/color] Runa asked. She was glad to know that Annie was nearby, but she wasn't terribly close to her. Runa didn't mean to seem heartless, but she had her priorities. She had one of her closest friends, Bethany, accounted for - and now she needed to have Lance similarly sorted. [color=#a81a75]"I imagine they simply do not realize they need to restrain us to account for our powers - for which we should be fortunate."[/color]