[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]: Mansion Kitchen
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/1072256323997151362/Screenshot_20191006-040735_Instagram.jpg]Current Outfit[/url][/center]
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Max slowly pulled himself away from the now awkward hug. He was so excited to [i]see[/i] Ed that he didn't take the time to actually [i]look[/i] at Ed. He appeared a bit younger than he remembered and clearly either had no memory of what had transpired [i]or[/i] he pretended not to know for the sake of the others. Max tried to think of the best way to remedy this situation, pull himself out of the awkward put that he'd created once again. [Color=aba400]"Sorry about that. My powers, well my magic, can be very unpredictable at times. Sometimes I can see things that haven't happened yet, but are so incredibly vivid it feels as if they have. So to answer you Mary, I guess we havent yet."[/color] He was lying of course. The only precognition he'd ever dealt with was the supposed prophecy that was handed down by the future in the form of Zari.

Max had two working theories as to what had happened with Ed. The first was that he was resurrected, Neil mentioned he could animate dead bodies, but if he'd unwittingly entered a circuit then perhaps he was able to bring Ed back to life. However, if the spell was botched in some way or had some form of mental barrier in order to protect the subject from recalling their own death…He thought further on this as he leaned against the counter before switching to the other possibility. Runa hadn't been as young as he recalled either, she was clearly from a distant future, and according to the black book of demons, Limbo existed outside of time meaning any one of them could've come from a separate point than his own. Either way, he couldn't let Ed know the truth. 

Max tried to put a smile on as he placed his hands on the kitchen counter behind him, pushing himself up to sit atop it. He crossed his ankles and eyed the charcoal board sitting a little whiles away. He tried to move the conversation away from the previous subject, hoping to find less awkward ground. [Color=aba400]"So we have a Druid, Shadowmancer, Necromancer who uses the force, and a Cleric."[/color] He said looking towards Ed when he mentioned the last class. His gaze then shifted towards the woman he'd seen in the hallway moments ago. He waved towards her. [Color=aba400]"I saw you earlier in the hall, kinda missed introductions back there. I'm Maximillian, but I usually just go by Max, or Warlock."[/color]

Max had overheard their previous conversation on Dungeons and Dragons, but he didn't want to simply intrude on a campaign that may already have set players. So instead he opted by dropping hints that he himself likes D&D in the event they wanted an extra player. He partially hoped that it was 3.5, only because his time on the run had prevented him from being able to read and learn the newest edition. [Color=aba400]"Oh and I supposed I should answer my own question too. My powers are…well, let's say magic and teleportation, with a focus on creation. Though others have claimed I can 'bend reality which honestly is kinda just what any mutant power is really."[/color]