[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
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Guin fully snapped. Max blinked as he watched basically everything she’d seemed to be holding in since this whole ordeal started finally coming out and directed at him. That’s fine, he was used to it. Sunshine used him as a punching bag plenty of times, but if that’s what it took to finally light a fire under her ass and act like the leader everyone seemed to think she was then so be it. At first he was worried that anything that came out would simply be useless or redundant. After all, knowing what the inside team was doing wasn’t a plan, it was knowledge to be used to help formulate a plan. One that, if Guin noticed or not, had finally been made. There was a small smirk tugging the corner of his lips as she went on. [color=aba400]”Good. So we’re friendly and only attack if provoked. Don't go guns blazing and send up a flare once grouped up so that the other team can leave post haste. Improvise as needed and press forward without any secondary objectives. Now [i]that's[/i] a plan.”[/color] Max was genuinely pleased to see her taking her role more seriously. Sure they functioned differently back at the MU, but one thing was the same, a divided leader meant a divided team and that was how you lost people. 

[color=aba400]”Soooo do I blink [i]now[/i] or later? Joking, but to be clear, I don’t hate any of you. Hell I barely know most of you and even then it was from a life that never was with a past that didn’t exist so I knew even less then. I’m hoping we can just stroll in and help those taken, but I’m not naive and I know Magneto will do what he feels is right to defend his ideals. Either way I'm not…nevermind”[/color] Max wanted to say he wouldn’t fail Ed again, but as far as they knew he hadn’t yet. He only saw the future. He stayed relatively quiet after that, lost in thought as he watched Lance and Jaclyn try to calm the tension down that was created by him and Guin. The ramp finally lowered down and Pietro took no time in zipping out of there. If he knew any better he’d say that he was claustrophobic, then again it was like a pet in a small cage, he had nowhere to run on a ship. He began to make his way towards the ramp, catching a glimpse of Jaclyn’s nod towards him after she told the others to stay safe. It was comforting to see someone who seemed to be caring amongst this group of mutants. [color=aba400]”You too. Maybe after all this we can have proper introductions.”[/color]

Lance’s complaint about a headache hadn't gone unnoticed though. Max felt a bit bad that he’d helped to exacerbate the issue. He’d hardly healed people, and the need only really arrised when M-pox had broken out and Jame’s was being stretched thin as the only healing mutant alongside Sapphires medical know how. He made his way towards the Hulks kid, extending a hand out as a small portion of his magic swirled around Lance’s head before it vanished. Being a mutant sorcerer, Max could tell when his spells landed or fiddled away. This was neither, it worked but not enough to relieve him of his symptoms only make them more tolerable. Max wrung the hem of his shirt as he looked towards Lance before glancing towards the station. [color=aba400]”Sorry, my healing isn't as good as Ed’s. I'm still new at that part of my magic, wish i could help more than that for your headache.”[/color]