[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/1107862430182297690/Max_Header.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: Mansion Kitchen
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Basic Spellcraft, Soul Staff, Aus Atnemitsev Ogniffe (clothing creation)
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Guins offer seemed more placed in the future than anything else. She wasn’t wrong in knowing that having state of the art anything meant jack when the person they were going to face off with was the Master of Magnetism. It did make him begin to wonder whether or not he should try to make some state of the art polymers for her to use. If money was the issue he had no problem trying to bypass that with his magic. After all, money was worthless in Genosha, and it had made everything much simpler for them in the long run. To say his attention was split at the moment however was an understatement. Lance’s words didn’t offer much encouragement, especially given that r	regardless of how many times they’d stated it, it didn’t really feel as though they had any real direction at all. They were essentially in a vast field with a weak antenna looking for the slightest blip of a signal to chase after until it eventually would become strong enough to follow. Hopefully the Blackbird was topped off on fuel from their last foray into space or they may be left out floating on nothing but well wishes. Pietro wished to discuss a game plan mostly out of the time they had before anything real might happen, and Max didn’t fully disagree.

But first he wanted to finish his conversation with Jaclyn, he didn’t want to be rude after all. [color=aba400]”It’s really no problem. Though another time sounds about right for Mutant Circuits. Who knows though, maybe before long you’ll get to see it in action for us to escape the Asteroid or something”[/color] he joked, hoping fully they wouldn’t need something like that just to make a clean getaway. The Jet jolted up and Max shot a glance towards the cockpit. Was there really no way to have a smoother ascent? At any route, he needed to focus back on the task at hand, which was figuring out something to do once they landed…if they landed. [color=aba400]”Great so he has more followers, what else is new? Honestly I don't care for fighting our kind, but if I see Sabertooth again…it’s on sight. After all, leaving him around to chase us about wouldn’t really do us much good. So Pietro got any ideas on a plan?”[/color] Max asked as he sat back in his chair looking at him pointedly since he was the one to bring up the subject first. No one else had offered anything and Max was still cooking up some ideas of his own. He’d worked with a few of the people here before, and was looking to find a way to best put their powers and skills to use in a new unknown environment. But if what was said earlier was true and Magneto didn’t want Pietro there then chances were he already knew he’d try to come up and take his friends back which meant the location could be a speedster trap.