[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] the Mansion
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Telepathy [hr][hr][/center]	[color=cc33ff][i]Yeah, and we need the lore dump - that's how our lives work as superheroes. Find an issue, learn the lore, save the day. Wash, rinse, and repeat,[/i][/color] Guin replied telepathically to her husband. Rushing off and ignoring the information Strange had to offer would only make things even more of a shit show later on, Guin was certain of it. Besides, there was a decent point - they needed a way to quickly identify who was real. [color=cc33ff]"I'm putting a telepathic token in everyone's mind - for quick identification,"[/color] Guin said, before concentrating and placing the tokens in the back of the minds of each of their groups. [color=cc33ff]"'Course, if I suddenly have no idea what these tokens are, then that probably means I've been replaced. But I'll take a sharpie mark anyways. Can't hurt to have multiple methods."[/color]

	She understood why Ed wanted a secret second mark - it was a paranoid choice, but this was a paranoia inducing situation.  She didn't really consider that some of the others would've liked for her to ask first about giving them all a telepathic token. Ordinarily, she would have - but now, she was still a bit frazzled. [color=cc33ff]"I'm going to go see if I can salvage my suit,"[/color] Guin then said, before walking to the ship, Amidala perched on her shoulder. 

	She wandered through the ship - everything was a complete mess, stuff had fallen out and hit the ground, making it look like a tornado had hit the place. Even that might've been a bit of a tame description. She finally noticed the suitcase containing her suit underneath a pile of Twinkies and other random things - [color=cc33ff][i]Babe, your snacks are only mildly crushed[/i][/color] and Guin tugged it on out, opening it up. The case itself was dented to hell, but the suit seemed like it didn't look too rough. [color=cc33ff]"FRIDAY, how's it going in there?"[/color] Guin said, tapping her hands on the chest-plate of the suit. 

	The arc reactor fizzled to life and the suit glowed. 

	[i]"Nice to see you in one piece, boss,"[/i] FRIDAY answered. [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] the Mansion
[b][color=#a81a75]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	Runa nodded as Edus asked if anyone had any sort of writing implement, and Guinevere used her mutant abilities to place telepathic coins into their minds. She focused her magics and suddenly, a pen with a thick black tip appeared in her hand. Runa drew an X on her hand and circled it, mimicking the design of some of the X-Men's own logos. She then lifted up the sleeve of her shirt, and drew another X on her lower shoulder, where it was then hidden by the fabric. [color=#a81a75]"This quill will work,"[/color] Runa said, before holding out the pen to whoever wished to use it next to mark themselves. 

	She then pondered Bethenny's question. It was definitely possible. She wasn't overly familiar with Strange's spells - each sorcerer she noticed tended to have their own specialties and methods when it came to magic. Her own magic was largely Asgardian in nature of course, but she had some Midgardian influences thanks to the reality warp the Scarlet Witch had caused. She even knew a little bit of magic specific to the Olympians, as she had briefly dated the Lord Apollo some decades ago. [color=#a81a75]"It is possible - and worth a try, if you would, Strange?"[/color]