[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/2c7919d1c6222c4f923a38e3e509c948/tumblr_inline_odikgj8J1Y1rifr4k_250.gif[/img][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] the Mall!  
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/540051583430295574/1072030188843577394/IMG_6201.jpg]~Fit Check~[/url] [hr][hr][/center]	Guin rolled her eyes at Pietro's complaints about motorcycles being too slow. [color=cc33ff]"Maybe I'll have to go race them with Lance, then,"[/color] she suggested, sticking her tongue out slightly. It was rough being married to Pietro Maximoff at times, particularly as while Guin's mind could more or less keep up with him, her body could not. She ate another bit of pretzel bites, thinking for a moment as to where she wanted to go next, as Pietro seemed to have zero ideas. She was mildly suspicious that he had already zipped around this entire mall. 

	She pulled out her phone, and shot off a text to Mary - 

[hider=@Mary][color=cc33ff]Man, I swear this mall was like cute and shit when we got here, but now I'm getting bored lmao. How are your plants? Any of them started fighting zombies yet? 🧟🧟🧟[/color][/hider]
	[color=cc33ff]"Leeet's go to GameStop, then. Maybe they'll have something fun that I can rip apart and rebuild,"[/color] Guin proposed. Refurbishing an old Wii or GameCube sounded like a fun project. It'd be a nice thing to do in her spare time. There were moments when it was almost awkward, being into machines and robotics, when part of the X-Men - as famously, robots and mutants didn't tend to mix. Guin was pretty sure her X-gene was somewhat of a cosmic joke at this point. She then turned on the ball of her foot, and started walking off to the GameStop. After that, she had nooo idea what she was going to do. It'd come to her in the moment. Provided they didn't get attacked spontaneously. That did tend to happen. Ruined the vibe sometimes. 

	She shot off a text to Lance as they walked - 

[hider=@Lance][color=cc33ff]Pietro is being lame and doesn't wanna race motorcycles with me, you in?[/color][/hider][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=12ABB0]Neil Spellman[/color]
[img]https://media.tenor.com/0pSkAq26A4YAAAAM/smile-handsome.gif[/img][/b][/h3][hr][b][color=12ABB0]Location:[/color][/b] the Mansion
[b][color=12ABB0]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/540051583430295574/1073121327063498852/celebrity-style-style-timeline-2008-04-stsl05_itboy0803.png]~Fit Check~[/url][hr][hr][/center]	Neil felt somewhat flustered by the newcomer's rapid fire questions - and immediately regretted making the slight joke he had to Bethany. It was one thing to joke about that around people who weren't versed in magic, and either this man was [i]really[/i] into LARPing, or he was magical himself. Neil sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck for a moment. [color=12ABB0]"... I'd rather you didn't, to be honest,"[/color] Neil told Max. He didn't know the man at all. He'd never met him before. The best of the best of Neil's family hadn't been able to remove the curse, and having this stranger examine him... it made Neil feel vulnerable and afraid. 

	Thankfully, he was saved by the bell - or rather, the Phoenix. Neil relaxed ever so slightly when Mary showed up. She was the leader of the team, dealing with magical newcomers was quite literally her job description. Neil tried to silently communicate to Bethany that the two of them could leave - he [i]did[/i] still want to pick her brain some about D&D - but instead she invited Max to go along with them to the kitchen - the exact place Neil needed to go, as his grumbling tummy kept reminding him. He kept trying to read the body language of the people talking, to figure out what sort of person this Max was - and wait, did he say he had a family? Neil was trying not to judge, but he looked a little young for that. But maybe he was actually, like, 500 years old - magic people tended to age weirdly. Neil had a baby cousin who had been born in the Stone Age and was still, by all intents and purposes, a baby. They still had to use a pacifier. 

	He cleared his throat slightly, as Bethany spoke for him. [color=12ABB0]"Neil Spellman - Solstice, if you want my mutant name,"[/color] Neil offered, before holding out a hand for Max to shake. If he knew about Neil's family and had a problem with it, it would be better for them to figure it out now and get it out of the way. His reaction - ideally lack thereof - to that name would be the deciding factor. He was curious about this Mutant Underground stuff as well - the name was vaguely familiar.