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[img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/220906/45d171115fb412c0373a6246af17f4e7.png[/img][/center][hr][center][@Nallore][@BlueSky44][@Achronum][@Trainerblue192][@Kirah][/center][hr][hr][center][color=f7941d][b]Genosha: August 22nd, 2021 - 9:10 PM [/b][/color][/center][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=935DB8]Veil[/color] & [color=DBA1DE]Casper[/color] & [color=#DAF7A6]Sunshine[/color][/b][/h3][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] the Carousel 
[b]Skills:[/b] [color=DBA1DE]Mediumship[/color][/center][hr][color=f7941d]Mutant Underground Table - [/color]

	Ben huffed slightly. He missed the part of being a ghost where people left him alone when he wanted to be left alone - except for Casper. But he had gotten so used to Casper's constant Casper-ness that it didn't phase him as much. "I [i]really[/i] don't want to talk about being dead - I'm happy to be alive, but if [i]everyone could just stop pestering me[/i], that would be fucking fantastic." His table manners weren't the best either - once again, he was out of practice when it came to socializing with people. 

	[color=#DAF7A6]"Like I said, [i]cranky[/i],"[/color] Sunshine repeated. She could emphasize a little bit with Ben - sure, people were pestering him, but they just wanted to talk to him. And he had just come back from the dead - people wanted to talk about it, it was the most interesting thing about him. Give it some more time and people would start asking him about other things. On her part, teasing was how she showed affection - calling Ben cranky was Sunshine's way of saying [i]I care about you[/i].  

	[color=DBA1DE]"You should never ask a lady her age,"[/color] Casper said, before putting the fingers of his hand under his chin, in a way to look cute and innocent. [color=DBA1DE]"But I'm a slut, so I'll tell you - yours truly is thirty one years old~."[/color] Had he been able to speak with a sparkle emoji, there would've been one following his sentence. Casper's attention though immediately shifted to Max's answer to the game - 

	[color=DBA1DE]"You gotta fuck Captain America, everyone knows he has a star spangled bubble butt!"[/color] Casper looked around the table, expecting to see people nodding their heads in agreement. [color=DBA1DE]"He's def a bottom. Maybe a power bottom, but a bottom anyways. Now Stark? Stark is a top. I'd let Stark blow my back out [i]any[/i] day - with your permission of course, babe,"[/color] he then added, slinking an arm around James' shoulders. 

	"...I'm so out of my depth here," David admitted nervously. He had spent most of his life in one institution or another. In some areas, he was [i]extremely[/i] naive - and this happened to be one of them. Ordinarily when he got nervous like this, someone else would take over and run things - but tonight, he was doing his best to be present for Harry. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"You're fine, Davie,"[/color] Casper told his brother. [color=DBA1DE]"But our little bro? He's so quiet. Why are you being so quiet, Jackie? What's your answer? Me, I agree with Max. I bet Erik is fucking wild in bed too though. Old men [i]know things[/i]. And you cannot convince me that he's not a little fruity."[/color]
	
	Veil shook her head slightly. Casper was derailing things a little bit, but she also didn't care. Her Shi'ar cocktail was taking the edge off and giving everything a pleasant buzz. [color=935DB8]"When you're done defending yourself, it's at the Shi'ar tent - it's called the Gin Crimson,"[/color] she explained. It was a pun on the name of a not-so-secret Shi'ar society, the Kin Crimson - with famous member Erik the Red, who was not Cyclops, despite Cyclops at one point pretending to use that name. 

	"Huh, wonder what she wants..." Marrow then said, noticing a woman dressed with an elegant, witchy headdress walking over towards the table - making a beeline straight for Andy. 

	[color=CDC0CF]"Darling, won't you give Mummy a kiss?"[/color] Selene asked, grinning wide. She then shot a wink at Jack. [color=CDC0CF]"And don't think I've forgotten you, handsome."[/color]

[color=f7941d]House of M Table - [/color]

	Magneto glanced up from his seat at the table, seeing Miranda standing near him. Polaris had been sitting with him at the table earlier in the night, but she had gone off with some of her friends, dancing the night away. It was only him at the table reserved for his family, the House of Magnus marked with a glowing [i]M[/i] on the surface of the table. He certainly looked the part of an aristocrat, dressed in white with gold finery. Rather than a helmet, he wore an elegant top hat. His mind was open to whatever telepaths were present. 

	While they were both members of the Quiet Council, Miranda had been avoiding him - and the feeling was mutual. They had been on-again off-again for ages - Miranda had helped to raise some of his children. But this, this felt final. This felt [i]broken.[/i] [color=FF5733]"Moneta,"[/color] Magneto said, his voice even. [color=FF5733]"If you've come to deceive me, I'm uninterested,"[/color] he added, not rising from his seat.