[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 Woods
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] Asgardian Magic[hr][hr][/center]	[color=#a81a75]"What is it?"[/color] Runa asked Pietro, as she continued to cast her spell. She wanted to determine where everyone was and this wood seemed safe enough of a place to do so. Once that was done, she figured they could journey off to retrieve them and see about procuring another craft so they could continue their mission of identifying further rifts in the fabric of space-time. Forseti was her brother - it was the very least she could do, cleaning up his messes. Her spell indicated that Mary was in the same location as Edus. She then cast the runes again, this time focusing in on Annie, who seemed to be with Lance. 

	She threw the runes again and found that Bethany was up with Mary and Edus, and lastly, Guin was with Lance and Annie. It was awfully convenient that everyone had been placed into groups - and for the best. She knew that some of the X-Men were better at protecting themselves than others. [color=#a81a75]"Marygold, Edus, and Bethany are all together - as are Annie, Lance, and Guinevere. Pietro, do you feel up for a run? Or shall I procure us some magical means of travel?"[/color] Runa asked calmly. 



[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] New York City Alleyway 
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Telepathy [hr][hr][/center]	Guin nodded, thinking that Annie was likely right - it had to have been one of those rifts that Runa's loser brother had caused. It was possible that there were other problems in space, but the simplest solution was usually the correct one - right? She vaguely recalled that Star Trek had some plot about a Mirror Universe or something, maybe if this was a rift, it had taken them to something like that. [color=cc33ff]"If it was time travel, we're not in the past - at least, not too far in the past. And if I had to guess, not too far in the future either,"[/color] Guin proposed. She could buy that they had been displaced by a few years, but certainly not more than a decade or two. 

	[color=cc33ff]"Yeah, I can hear him. He's in the woods with the Asgardians - so wherever they are, they're at least in the same timeline and general location as us."[/color] She then paused to respond to Pietro, her eyebrows furrowing with concern. [color=cc33ff][i]Can you run and get out of there then? What's going on?[/i][/color] Guin asked. [color=cc33ff]"Something's wrong, I think he's in --"[/color] Guin then stopped abruptly in the middle of her sentence. Some rushed past them in the alleyway. Guin caught a glimpse of their mind and it shocked her, so much so that she took another peak. 

	It was all too much. Guin's hands flew up to her head and she stumbled backwards, crying out. It was hard for her to make sense of it all - the Hellfire Club, the Brotherhood, and the Defenders waging war for control of New York City. Lance's death at Quicksilver's hands and his resurrection. The drug use and the cult. Lance. She struggled to catch her breath. [color=cc33ff]"... This is definitely another reality - we're not in Kansas anymore,"[/color] she said, her voice a bit shaky. [color=cc33ff]"... Any chance anyone has water? Or Ibuprofen?"[/color]