[h3][color=gold][center]Jaclyn [i]"OfAll"[/i] Chreyz[/center][/color][/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 - Active Power: [s]Chaos Magic[/s] 
[s]Light Manipulation[/s] Chlorokinesis[/center]
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OfAll internally questioned what Marygold had been intending to do when she went off alone, as OfAll found herself still running along with her, but she was glad. The knowledge that Mary could teleport in a pinch had given OfAll enough relief to trust her safety on her own, but for now, this felt better; as did hearing Mary's voice sounding normal again.

It wasn't enough to make OfAll forget what she had just observed, though it gave her further peace of mind at present.
[i]Relatively speaking.[/i]

Almost before OfAll processed what next was going, Marygold had teleported them again- then Pietro appeared and in a flash--

She was in the hanger feeling woozy and sick to her stomach.

They had precious little time, but slow was smooth, smooth was fast- she took the moments she needed to concentrate on herself for a second, eyes closed, breathing deeply, until the feeling, fortunately, passed.

Opening her eyes, OfAll saw all the progress that had been made in terms of evacuation. There were many people here, though still not all...She gathered from conversation that Guin and Max had been trying something, but now their tries seemed all used up.

OfAll heard Marygold's declaration on the circumstances.

What she put into words, the violent shaking underlined.

OfAll felt her temperature rise, found herself starting to sweat not from the crowd or her own activity, but the facing of sheer disaster.
The X-Men had a vow to protect everyone they [i]could[/i]. That meant having to accept sometimes, oftentimes, everyone they [i]could[/i] wasn't [i]everyone[/i], and this felt like it would be one of those times. . .OfAll closed her eyes, already feeling for the souls. . .But she wouldn't let herself go there completely, yet. She still needed to concentrate on the [i]living[/i].

Still, she now found herself shaking asides from the instability all around them.
[i]Holo, I'm coming home to you. . .[/i]Jaclyn vowed, despite everything else.

Thinking of Holo shifted her mentality, and OfAll found herself tapping into a surface-calm as she turned her attention to the mutants from Asteroid M. Turned her attention to keeping [i]them[/i] calm, as the worst thing in a disaster situation after the disaster itself, were panicking crowds.