[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/1f93daa710c971b4c3edc2d7829f0b71/tumblr_pynpi8U8C51tlj9qlo2_500.gif[/img][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] Stark Tower
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Telepathy [hr][hr][/center]	Guin closed her eyes, concentrating on Pietro as he ran throughout the tower. Ordinarily, she might've just waited for him to get back and report, but she didn't want to waste time. Instead, she used their telepathic rapport to see through his eyes, taking in all of the information he was collecting at the very same time that he did. The first few times she had tried sensory scrying, she had gotten a bad case of motion sickness; and while she didn't collapse to the ground, her head still felt like it was spinning. There wasn't much of anything important on the upper few levels, but once Pietro got to the lower floors - the living quarters for some of the staff and guests - that changed. 

	It looked almost ransacked down there - holes in the walls, objects thrown about, papers littering the floor. Either there had been a huge fight or everyone had suffered from a mental breakdown before evacuating. Guin focused, making sure to speak through her body. [color=cc33ff]"JARVIS, is there anything recording what happened on the lower living floors of the tower?"[/color] Guin asked. [i][color=cc33ff]Babe, any chance you can figure out what happened down there?[/color][/i] Guin then asked Pietro. 	

	[i][color=7ea7d8]I mean I can try... Why Guina?[/color][/i]

	[i][color=cc33ff]I've just got a bad feeling about this.[/color][/i]

	JARVIS pulled up a few recordings and Guin re-focused, sliding her active mind back into her own body, perceiving things through her own senses. The first recording JARVIS played was dated not too long after the Battle of New York, and it showed the Avengers struggling with their grief, devolving into fighting amongst themselves. The next recording was years later, and Guin's heart shuddered slightly. Quicksilver and the Brotherhood came to attack the tower, endangering Pepper's life - and then something happened that Guin couldn't quite perceive, forcing everyone to scatter and leave. [color=cc33ff]"I..."[/color] Guin shook her head slightly. 

	She didn't even realize where she was going until she had stepped into her childhood bedroom at the tower, closing the door behind her and sliding down to the ground. She concentrated on her breathing, breathing in and out, in and out, doing her best not to sink again from the tidal wave of overwhelming feelings. Her room looked like it had been untouched, an eerie time capsule of a person that Guin hadn't been in a long time. From the looks of the room, Guin had barely been a teenager the last time she had been here. 

	[i][color=cc33ff]N-never mind, JARVIS showed me what happened.[/color][/i][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#a81a75]Runa Baldurdattir[/color]
[img]https://i.postimg.cc/52Nr16y2/original.gif[/img][/b][/h3][hr][b][color=#a81a75]Location:[/color][/b] Stark Tower
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	It then occurred to Runa that this Lance would know the events that had led to the abandonment of this tower. She was a bit confused as to why he said that the tower was left in a hurry. As far as she was aware, there was plenty of time for the tower to be sorted once Tony Stark had died. Or was Lance referring to the hurried evacuation when her uncle attacked Midgard? [color=#a81a75]"What do you mean, they all left in a hurry? I am sorry - my Midgardian history is rather... spotty."[/color] She also knew the history of a different timeline, but Runa didn't point that out. 

	She nodded at Lance's question about the ship. [color=#a81a75]"Yes, we have a craft that ought to be repaired. I imagine one of Yggdrasil's branches damaged it..."[/color] Runa trailed off. She thought of the universe as an Asgardian would - she thought of the world tree as the basis of reality, and slipping in between its branches as a gateway to other universes. [color=#a81a75]"Though... I suppose perhaps we could ask Asgard for a vessel."[/color]