[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 Mansion  
[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]	That was an interesting concept - that they had been challenged specifically to keep them [i]out[/i]. Magneto had wanted his strongest up on the asteroid, under their assumptions - and his followers hadn't wanted the X-Men there. Had the X-Men and the Brotherhood not been bitter enemies for years, it might've shocked Guin. It didn't cross her mind to perhaps feel ashamed that a mutant nation would not welcome the X-Men with open arms; she didn't consider that maybe their group had failed in their purpose, too distracted being superheroes to be mutantkind's heroes. 

	Jaclyn's point was once again valid. Guin formed another snap judgment about the new member of the group - she was very thoughtful. Some people in this business got jumpy and impatient and impulsive over the years. It was nice to have someone capable of breaking things down, even if Guin found her thoughts (and everyone else's) a bit slow for her taste. That was one nice built in deterrent to skimming through people's minds. They thought so [i]slow[/i]. It drove Guin nuts. It was like listening to a podcast at 0.1x speed - an option that she didn't think should be legal. 

	[color=cc33ff]"Right. If we need to kick their asses to get our friends back, then fine. We've done it before and we'll do it again. The Brotherhood never wins."[/color] Guin was confident in that statement - and in some ways, it was the confidence of a person who had never lost a fight that super truly mattered in her life. Things always tended to work out for her - she had made it this far, after all. The idea that they'd lose to Magneto, that they would die... It scared her, but deep in her soul, she felt it was impossible. Both her and Pietro and the others had been on Death's door multiple times. The Grim Reaper never showed up. 

	There was then a knock at the door. The door slowly creaked open, and a head of curly strawberry blonde hair poked herself inside. "Hello - I'm sorry if I'm interrupting, but my husband has gone missing. And I need the X-Men's help," [url=https://c4.wallpaperflare.com/wallpaper/208/1010/414/skyler-samuels-women-s-red-tank-top-and-black-denim-jeans-outfit-wallpaper-preview.jpg]Bonnie Chase, PhD, Agent of SHIELD, and host of the goddess Athena said[/url]. She was wearing black exercise leggings, sneakers, and a maroon Harvard University sweatshirt - that had baby spittle in the upper right hand corner. In her arms was a tiny baby, swaddled in a soft light grey blanket. "I'm Bonnie Chase, Agent of SHIELD." 

	[color=cc33ff]"Who?"[/color] Guin was mildly annoyed another random person walked into the Mansion, delaying further their rescue attempt of the others. 

	The baby then started to cry.[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=12ABB0]Neil Spellman[/color]
[img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/78/61/0f/78610f71429e2863b08dcca4b724f649.gif[/img][/b][/h3][hr][b][color=12ABB0]Location:[/color][/b] the Asteroid
[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]	A thought occurred to Neil, one he hadn't considered before. He hadn't even thought to really ask Edus. But now, he didn't know why that thought had occurred to him. Before the curse, his hair had been as white as snow. Had the hair sample Edus collected changed to a coppery brown? Did it go from short and straight to long, curly and tangled? 

	Neil gulped slightly as Flynn introduced himself as being good at fire, but bad at it basically. On Earth, an out of control fire user was a huge, deadly, and dangerous problem. But on what was presumably a space station, Flynn's thread only multiplied a thousand fold. Neil had read a lot of sci-fi. He knew that fire and space travel didn't mix - they were a big pressurized container, just ready to blow. [color=12ABB0]"I would recommend holding back here - fire damage could mean a TPK in this environment."[/color]

	The debate about whether to explore or not, and then whether to split up into groups, was pretty quickly abandoned. And the reveal that this was supposed to be a new mutant nation... it made Neil uncomfortable. While he didn't know a lot about Genosha, he had heard a few things online. And in the news. Its creation and then its fall had both been hard to miss. And Neil didn't know if the world was ready to try a mutant nation state again - and if anyone really ought to be part of a mutant nation that had violence as a requirement for entry. 

	He froze as he heard footsteps coming their way - that couldn't have been a good sign. Neil held his hands up, ready to telekinetically flick the first person who came down that hallway. He cracked a slight smile at what Perry said though, even giggling lightly. Damn, she was funny.