[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/rmBRrwyf/image.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: 
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Basic Spellcraft, Conjuration[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/596347699486261272/675191496856567839/tumblr_p9emi78Pdn1u8r3nho4_500.png]New Outfit[/url][/center]
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Max almost spat out his mead. Choking it back and swallowing before eyeing Casper up and down. [Color=aba400]"You don't look it."[/color] (Or act it for that matter). He tried to hide his smile behind the rim of his stein as Casper rolled on having a one way conversation with himself about what his answers would be had he been presented with the choice. That was when he spotted Selene coming towards their table. He didn't doubt that her help was immeasurable during the attack on the island, and he loved that she gave those with magic a space for themselves. But he still didn't trust her or her motives. Maybe it was the way she dressed, the memories that had swirled in him when their consciousness had fused, or the fact that she devoured souls. Something just didn't sit right.

Now Max hadn't had a date for the evening. Love never really did seem to find its way towards him, and those he crushed on tended to look the other way. So when Veil had told him of where she'd gotten her drink, and Callie asked if anyone would care to tag along, Max quietly stood at the invitation wanting an excuse to distance himself for a moment. [Color=aba400]"Ben wanna join? It'll be better than McDonalds."[/color] he joked, hoping the tease wouldn't go too far. [Color=aba400]"Veil want another while we're out?"[/color] He held his hand out slightly towards Ben, offering it to help him out of his chair if he chose to come along.

[h1][b][i][color=E610B8][center]Echo[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/9FWbx1tc/image.png[/img][/center][hr][center][color=E610B8][b]Location[/b][/color]: 
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Harry chuckled at Zari and her mechanical friend as they argued. He still didn't quite understand any of that, but he realized quickly there was very little he [i]did[/i] understand. Trying to focus now on what he knew, that he was with the ones he loved and wanted to make every moment count like it was his last. Because it very well might be someday. [Color=E610B8]"Play nice you two. It's never a bad idea to ask questions you want answers to. Even Davie - I mean David, here had asked about the little game. To be completely honest there's no point to it. It's just a way to pass time and have fun while poking fun at each other's choices or joining them in comradery. It's a lot like asking…what would you get rid of if you had to choose, Pancakes, Waffles, or French Toast?"[/color]

Harry wasn't about to ask a child to fuck,marry, or kill anyone. But a simple question about which breakfast food is inferior to the other two is a close enough question that was more age appropriate than what Sunshine had originally had in mind. Hearing Casper through the question back at Jack seemed a little odd. Maybe it was just Harry's gay brain going off but he'd always imagined Magneto and Charles to be like fueding exs, so it was like asking your brother if he'd fuck your father's ex bf. Either way he was interested to hear the answer.