[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Carousel
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]

James shook his head at the turn in conversation before he rested his head on Casper’s shoulder from his perch on his lap. He wasn’t ashamed to admit he was tired-- he’d underestimated how much effort it was to get the festivities before the gala established and take care of a child (and a Casper) that seemed to have a sixth sense for when they’d finally fallen asleep. He wouldn’t want it any other way though; he already had a full photo album of Casper and the baby because they were so cute together. They'd already had him for three weeks… time flew when you were trying to figure out how to keep from killing a baby, he supposed.

[color=mediumspringgreen]"That was too easy. Max is going to marry Strange, fuck Captain America, and kill Magneto."[/color] James laughed. Max would immediately do anything for more magic and this would get him in Strange's world easy peasy. Then he'd have a round with America's ass which left Magneto to take the worst option. James didn't know anything about Strange to say if it was the best arraignment but it seemed the most likely for the subject.