[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]	"Actually, it's [i]Dr[/i]. Chase," Bonnie corrected Max. Ordinarily, she would've been irritated at the suggestion that she stay behind, that it wasn't safe for her. She had been in the field for a long time, long before she ever became the host of Athena. But April was so young, she was loathe to be apart from her. "I can remain here. But you don't need to worry about my safety." She didn't plan to brag or show off her powers. She'd prefer to keep her cards somewhat close to the vest. 

	It seemed like everything was settled though. [color=cc33ff]"Great, then let's get going - we have no time to lose,"[/color] Guin pressed. She hadn't heard anything from Mary in a little bit, but she assumed that everything had to be okay. Everything was going to be fine. There was no reason to think that it wouldn't be. Sure, they were potentially dealing with Magneto in space, in their lovely metal ships... But Guin was in denial that anything could be horrible here. Pietro was fine. Everyone was going to be fine. They'd probably even be back in time for dinner. Maybe they'd go out and get ice cream. Gelato, even. Gelato sounded nice. 


[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]	Neil didn't trust this. It all felt too fishy to him - like some sort of a telemarketing scam. Things seemed somewhat plausible on the surface, but Neil's gut was telling him it wasn't all as neat as that douche Fabian Cortez was laying it all out to be. It seemed like there shouldn't be an issue with them leaving this place, [i]it seemed[/i]. But would Magneto really let them all go? And even if he would, would his zealous acolytes let them just walk out of this place? Sure, some of them hated them, but even then... Maybe they'd rather just hold them as prisoners here. 

	[color=12ABB0]"Even if we can't reprogram them, I can try to guide them..."[/color] Neil offered. His telekinesis wasn't as powerful as like Jean Grey's, but if the other X-Men could get the Blackbird or something up into space, Neil was pretty sure he could telekinetically push a pod over to it. They'd all have to try to cram inside the pods though. His heart broke slightly, as he instinctively wished that Sara could have been there... She would've been able to sync with his powers and make this happen. 

	[color=12ABB0]"Or maybe even you could, using the Phoenix Force,"[/color] he suggested to Mary. He nodded as Perry cozied up next to him, mentioning again about Cortez' punchable face. [color=12ABB0]"Yeah, he has terrible vibes,"[/color] Neil agreed. [color=12ABB0]"I'm still in favor of you punching him."[/color]