[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]: Space, the final frontier
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Basic Spellcraft, Aus Atnemitsev Ogniffe (clothing creation)
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Carolina was the first to speak up, though Max wasn’t quite sure how he felt about either of her plans. One was to just gather more intel while aboard the Asteroid, a fine idea except they were the byproduct of the losing matches and were more than certainly not to be welcomed in with open arms when they landed. He doubted their colleagues would want to dally any longer on the base than was absolutely necessary for them just to escape. Every second spent there looking for future attacks was just a second given to the other side to capture them or take them down. No, that couldn’t be an option. Her second comment caught him a bit off guard. It wasn’t that he didn’t like working as a team; hell one of his powers relied on it. It was more of the fact that it was needing to be offered. He recalled his time back in WandaWorld, how broken and disjointed all their efforts were in restoring back the world to its rightful place. Constant infighting and bias got in between each and every one of them, and Max had hoped it wouldn’t carry into this fight. He fought back the urge to let out a depressive sigh, turning his attention instead towards Guin as she mentioned she got a lock back on their favorite cosmic chicken.

Pietro offered absolutely nothing to the idea of plans, it figured. The man asking for one didn’t even know where to begin himself. [color=aba400]”Right, so here’s a plan then, since we’ve been dancing around it ever since Pietro brought it up. We can have him race about the compound, searching for both those we are here to rescue as well as potentially a main control room that may have the plans we are looking for. Once there he can either try and infiltrate it himself to grab the data as he is literally faster than we all are both at reading and typing, or he can take Carolina or Guin with him after finding it so that either of them can hack into it and take what data we need before we leave. Personally I’d prefer to keep Guin with the extraction team. Carolina seems to be knowledgeable on tech so she could do the roll well while Guin helps us find the group using her link to Mary.  If we can get in sight of the Space station then I can either attempt to portal us in or…teleport us in. I won't lie I haven’t teleported a group this big in a while, it also tends to leave people a bit fatigued the longer the distance I go. Needless to say, I'd rather open a portal from here to there.”[/color]

Max paused for a moment, thinking. They’d mentioned the suits they had would work just enough not to let them die, but they needed more than a life preserver of a suit. He sat there for a moment, quiet as he tried to concentrate on what he was doing. Speckled flecks of magic swirling around his hands before it all fizzled out into nothing. He groaned in annoyance as now wasn’t the time for a spell failure. So he tried again, focusing harder as he grabbed onto the spell energy and began to weave it until it swirled around each and every one of those in attendance on the blackbird, their helmets now set beside them where they sat. Everyone was sporting similar space suits to what Earth’s Astronauts wore, save for Lance who’s neck connector Max had mystically reinforced to help prevent any unsavory decapitations that awaited in his future. [color=aba400]”These suits should help us to survive the climate of space, in the event of a hull breach or misadventure. There’s a comm system built into each one inside the helmet so we can keep in touch while we explore or if we get separated. Jaclyn, would you be able to manifest some sort of shielding? I’m not sure if anyone on the current team has it covered, but  a way to keep the others at bay while we make our escape could prove useful in the long run. Aside from that…I can’t exactly think of anything else that would be needed, but then again it's my first time in space so…don't really know what we need.”[/color]