[h3][b][color=gold][center]Jaclyn [i]"OfAll"[/i] Chreyz[/center][/color][/b][/h3][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]: Asteroid M
[color=gold][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Power Mimicry
[color=gold][b]Weapon-on-Hand[/b][/color]: Bo Staff[/center]
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Carolina's response to Max was diplomatic, but it struck Jaclyn as unusual. Certainly as the leader of their group, as Jaclyn now learned Guin was in the absence of Marygold, it would be up to her to say "Go" on a plan, but to have the coming up with a plan at all be Guin's domain alone. Not to mention the "when we get there" part. While planning ahead of time certainly wasn't a luxury every occasion afforded, Jaclyn thought this was a case where they did have the time at least not to be going in completely loose. The astral projection details were good to know. 

Her attention was then taken by the swirl of magic emanating from Max, which soon formed into a bo staff he proffered her. Wrapping her fingers around it and shifting it around a little -keeping aware of all personal spaces- 'natural' was the word. [color=gold]"It does. Thanks."[/color]


Then came "the confrontation".


Max had a point. Guin was occupied with the patchy connection to Mary. It just made good team sense to lighten burdens, and abrasive to team dynamic a new hire positioning themselves as leader may be, it was initiative under the circumstances.

Now here that initiative was, potentially being quashed.

In Jaclyn's opinion, Guin's response at first didn't really address the matter. Disabling security systems and having the docking bay opened for them was an answer to how they would get in, not an answer to what the gameplan would be afterward.

They had had the whole trip up here.

But now things all came together. To be fair, Jaclyn could vibe Guin's stress. She probably felt rather harassed what with managing the telepathy amidst plan talk when Guin clearly had felt that wasn't an issue. Jaclyn could vibe Guin's stress, just not her stress management skills.

By Guin's own following insertion, X-Men figured things out and improvised. 
Wasn't "figuring things out" what Max had been trying to do? Jaclyn wasn't going to get into the middle of this as that would just waste more time. But Guin's psychic threat was too much.

[color=gold]"Whoa! Whoa."[/color] Jaclyn spread her hands, one towards Guin, one towards Max, as if to say 'cool it between you two', regardless if their blood ran equally hot. [color=gold]"We don't need to start biting heads off. Whatever personal issues might be between anyone, we can shelve those."[/color]

Back to focus, she listened to Guin's division of the teams. 
As herself and Max seemed to be getting on best, Jaclyn reflexively looked to him on hearing they would be split. And so far, experiencing Guin head-on was quite a bit different than overhearing her conversations in the Mansion every now and again. But, Guin knew the personalities and power sets at large, and teams needed to be able to work in any configuration. Jaclyn had no real objections. Silently, she met Guin's eyes, showing there was no debate here.

Jaclyn's thoughts drifted then to Lance who she'd heard mention a headache. So he wasn't feeling his best. No matter, in terms of what they had to do. Fighting at your best was another of those luxuries not every occasion afforded. Still, it was something Jaclyn would keep in mind.

In contrast, Pietro reported an improvement in his condition, and it was assuring to see him do a quick zip around the hanger, stretching the ol' superpowered legs. Jaclyn had to smile a little. She wasn't sure his closing comment needed to be said, but at least she felt like Guin and Max's exchange might've cleared the air a bit and the team was closer to being on a smoother page together.

OfAll disembarked and came to stand by Lance, ready to proceed forward with him and Guin. 
[color=gold]"Stay safe, everyone,"[/color] she said with a look to each of the other four; with a nod to Max and a second's lingering on Miranda.