[h1][b][i][color=gold][center]Jaclyn Chreyz[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://assets.mycast.io/actor_images/actor-ta-kaiya-blaney-267392_small.jpg?1631024853[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=gold][b]Location[/b][/color]: Mansion - Sitting Room.
[color=gold][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Power Mimicry - Active Power: Flight[/center]
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[i]Well[/i], Max's first attempt at a magical wardrobe change...wasn't adding to his good day, or lack thereof. But he moved on from it so smoothly, Jaclyn -who'd looked away pretty early, half from respect and half from awkwardness- wondered how often such malfunctions occurred with the wizard.

Lance's response about the space suits was a little reassuring and largely not. So they had the means to enter space without trouble, but not to survive there really, if something went wrong. Jaclyn wished she knew of some power for that, but she didn't. Speaking of powers, though, fairy wings were definitely not going to be help in zero-gravity, or a gravity-controlled confined space.

By now she had changed her mind from its earlier course of keeping an eye on [i]both[/i] Pietro or Max to question them on how their powers worked before they went off; superspeed was something else Jaclyn didn't feel confident about in space, as far as her own use of it might go. But magic, with its variety, still seemed a good option. Of course with all she observed of it so far, it seemed to have a tricky learning curve. She'd have to be careful, but that was a rule of thumb with powers in general. Plus, as it's been said: "jack of all trades, master of none, but oftentimes better than a master of one"; one never knew.

Before she caught up with Max, however, Jaclyn turned a perceptive gaze on Miranda. 
Jaclyn was about to speak out of place and invite her along when Carolina made the overture instead. That settled, Jaclyn cast a promising look towards Bonnie -and a little smile at the sweet small one- before falling into step with Max.

[color=gold]"Hey. I was wondering if I could ask you about your magic? I think I'll need something extra for the mission we're headed into,"[/color], she explained honestly, a bit of nerves showing in her disposition; this [i]was[/i] to be her first mission. [color=gold]"Does your magic count as one thing or different types being called on? Such as 'healing', 'combat', 'necro'..."[/color] there she trailed off, shifting her gaze away as well, not sure he -or even she- wanted to get into that. But she had to be informed. If it was a different thing to call on different types, she wanted to find her focus. If it wasn't...she'd cross that bridge once she knew it was there.