Lance Banner
Location: Galactus' Ship
Skills: N/A
"It's alright, don't worry about it. And yeah well, I know that's a problem Carolina, but I also didn't think that I was going to do something like that!" Lance said, and it was even more evident that the whole thing that just happened was freaking him out. Truthfully he was feeling the anger, or more of panic and frustration, starting to build up yet again, and he was practically beating it down with a baseball bat. He wasn't all too sure what to really say as he stood up off the ground now, looking at the others as they indicated which direction they needed to go.
Thinking for a moment, he looked at the others, "...You might not have to carry me. I have another idea on how I might be able to keep up and get around..." he said to Carolina, before he took a deep breath and a dim light seemed to surround him slightly, but it was only barely visible. After a moment, they'd be able to see that he actually wasn't touching the ground any more, but seemed to be hovering in the air.
"...So apparently surrounding myself with light and trying to fly that way seems to work, come on, we're running out of time let's hurry up," with those last words, he started heading down the direction that the others had indicated as being the way towards the device. Eventually, they'd find themselves in another room that on all sides had doors, and they'd have to choose one if they wanted to move on with everything.
The device's signal was coming from the door on the left now, but who knew what was waiting just behind it. "Okay... So anyone know which way to go?" he asked, since he still didn't know where the device was.
Marygold Isley
Location: Galactus' Ship
Skills: N/A
"Yeah, recommendation? Don't mess with them, they've tried to kill a lot of people... Several times... And something involving the Phoenix or whatever and them then wanting to kill Jean for something or whatever... The details are lost to me, I only was half paying attention to that conversation aside from Shi'ar, bad. Think their Empress or whatever had a relationship at one point with Xavier, but that was only rumors..." Mary explained somewhat when Bethany teleporting them back out of the room with the Shi'ar and she walked over to Allison, Guin and Pietro.
The robot in front of them looked up slightly, and it actually looked like he was smiling. "You know self friend Danger? How is she? Is she with you?" he said, looking at everyone around. "Oh yes, self does knows X-Mansion, that is where self friend Danger is. Also where self friend Doug is!"
"...Doug, as in like, Doug Ramsey as in Cypher?"
"Yes, that is him! Do you know self friend Doug?"
"Uh, no, I haven't actually talked to him, but I know who he is, he sometimes hangs around the mansion on occasion. The power to understand literally any language, no matter how foreign it is, or how alien it is to him... Some people think it's a lame power, but honestly that would be a cool thing to be able to do if you ask me."
"Yes that is him! And his powers are not lame! Oh self friend Xavier was nice to self, even though self was scared and frightened when first arriving on Earth and attacked people. Self friend helped to ease self's worries and make things right. You see, self is also a mutant, just a mutant for my race."
"The Technarchy, which is ruled by the Magus."
"Yes them."
"So... They did pose an interesting thing. Will you help us out? Since those you mentioned are all on Earth right now, and if we don't stop Galactus they and everyone else will die."
"Oh self can't allow that to happen. Self will help!"
Oh great, another toaster to deal with... And why is he just constantly saying self? Doesn't this guy know anything about personal pronouns?
Mirembe Adebayo
Location: Galactus' Ship
Skills: Sonic Screech
"You need to get one thing straight, the world isn't all sunshine and rainbows, you need to get your head out of the clouds and into damn reality. Weet jy wat jou idioot is? U is ernstig op my senuwees, as u die feit in ag neem dat u nie een van hierdie dinge ernstig opneem nie en u waarskynlik sal doodmaak. Eintlik, gaan voort en doen dit, want as jy dit oorleef, sal ek en jy meer as 'n paar woorde hĂŞ, geen magte nie, niks nie, en ek sal jou gat in 'n Danger Room-sessie skop." Mira didn't even really acknowledge the fact that she had changed what language she was speaking, it was clear though from her tone that she was clearly pissed off at Iris' entire existence at this point.
Most people where she came from were either really good with tech, or really good fighters, and sometimes they were both. Iris didn't seem to have any of those qualities as Mira followed after the others to the circle of hallways down below. When she heard Iris' suggestion of splitting up, that annoyed her even more. "In what reality does splitting up ever end well? Usually when the group splits up, someone tends to either get severely injured or dead. I can go through just about everything in case you actually care about that. Sure, I wasn't on the team the entire time for things, but I heard about things. Group split up at Magneto's base, a team member died. Team essentially splitting up, half the team got caught by a group known as OMEN, and then a future version of one of our team members died. Then the Mesmero thing happened where everyone was divided because of mind control, and several people ended up with severe injuries in some capacity or another. We only split up into smaller groups of 4 or 5 this time, since that made some sense, but splitting off now into just groups of 2 would be suicide. So got any other bright ideas on how this will actually work out if we did that? Since yes, the one smart thing you said was that it was a bad idea."
Mira thought for a moment, before flipping up the face plate of the helmet, looking around a little bit for a moment, before walking over to one of the two, and tapping it ever so slightly. Putting a hand against the wall, she let out a very loud shriek down the hallway, the sound vibrating along the walls, and she closed her eyes. Once the sound stopped, she walked over to the second hallway, before proceeding to do the exact same thing. She stumbled slightly though, getting a small dizzy spell as a pain sort of shot through her chest. Catching herself on the wall, she pointed towards the first of the two hallways.
"That way," she managed to more or less croaked out. Her throat was burning, which made it hard for her to talk at this point, as well as her knowing perfectly well that most people who have a pacemaker in their chest would not be doing anything strenuous or something that would fall under contact sports. Like fighting, saving the world, minor details like that.
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