Morose

The Gifted - Concluded

@Trainerblue192 Okay, few things:

• That is one too many powers. Characters can start with two powers and additional powers can be added later on. I'd recommend getting rid of the marksmanship for now.
• Naturally Flexible would be considered a combat skill
• Can you give some specifics on the fake ID - i.e. the name, age, and state
• "After guve years of being with the Brotherhood, PJ decided he knew what he wanted to do. He left the Brotherhood and traveled for a year to Washington D.C. He was going to stop the rotting fish from its head." Not sure what guve is supposed to be?
• And this is just a general note since he knows Wanda - I may be one or two years off since it is late but she would've been about sixteen years old when she met him. He's about six or seven years older than she is off the top of my head. So just for you to know ^_^

@Achronum Okay, few things:

• Once more, one too many powers here. You can have two powers to start with and have the potential to develop more over time.
• Details on the fake ID please ^^ (name, age, state/country)
• In the history, Natasha's name suddenly becomes Natalia?
• Love the backstory ^^

Both of you are starting with the HC yes?

The Gifted - Concluded

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@Nallore@FantasyChic@BlueSky44@Achronum@Trainerblue192@KazAlkemi

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Washington D.C.: September 8th, 2020 - 12:00 PM

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Homeless Shelter - Mutant Friendly:

"We are friends - Bob Ross here and I are not," Havok clarified. Both he and Callie were grazed by bullets, but it wasn't much more than a surface wound. Havok took the slight cut on the side of his face, while Spark Plug was hit on her upper right arm. As Spark Plug took off at a run, the Purifiers weren't knocked down yet and once of them charged out and kicked her in the back, knocking her down to the ground.

Havok gritted his teeth and rocked his hips slightly, letting out a scream before sending Hula Hoops of Death and Destruction at the Purifiers. He sliced the one that had gone after Spark Plug in half, the blood getting on her. The others were merely knocked out from the blast and Havok offered Spark Plug a hand, getting her to her feet. "Hate to say it, but blood red is not your color," he told her, smirking a bit before dragging her along with him the rest of the way to her car whether she wanted his help or not.

"You're driving," he then told her, getting into the shotgun seat. None of the Purifiers had gotten back up yet, so they had a good shot at getting out of there without further injuries.

The Mutant Underground - Washington D.C. Station:

Negasonic smirked slightly at Glimpse. "I can see the future. I'd just need to buy a lottery ticket - then I could buy you." The teenager then went back to texting on her phone, going over to get the kids that Moonwalker brought in settled. "You should talk with Colossus," she told him, not even glancing up from her phone in the process. Colossus and Glimpse were more or less by themselves now, so any conversation could be semi-private - until Moonwalker joins (if he joins).

"Spark Plug is on mission with Havok - Purifiers had plot to attack homeless shelter for mutants," Colossus explained, sighing slightly. He didn't like that Spark Plug was out in the field again, so soon after getting shot but that was the way they lived their lives. People got shot, they got a bandage, and then they got back up and walked it off. "Veil was at Skyrise Apartments - I was there with Spark Plug, Havok, and Sapphire... Spark Plug was shot - so Veil distracted police and allowed us to get Spark Plug to clinic safely."

He rubbed his face slightly with a cloth, getting more of a metallic shine. "Spark Plug should return soon - Moonwalker was there with her," he explained, nodding at the boy. "Then you may speak with her - I will see if Stretch has found anything soon..."

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Veil

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Location: Jail
Skills: N/A

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Veil was giggling too at Sapphire's reaction, despite the pain it caused. She could understand people's reactions to hearing that Gambit taught Sex Ed - but he did have a lot of experience with that subject area and they had gotten a very informative education in it from the self described Ragin' Cajun. There hadn't been too many accidental pregnancies in her graduating class - just one from what she remembered - so it had been more or less effective. "Probably - for high school at least. You did go to college though, something I never did..."

She didn't talk too much about what she did after graduating from Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters. Xavier had told her that she couldn't join the X-Men when she graduated, as she didn't have the right temperament for it. For a while there, she had been heading down a dark path - a path that culminated in the brand she had on her arm. And unlike the Morlocks, Veil didn't choose to have that brand on her body. The scar did help to serve as a reminder of the person she didn't want to be again - the person she had left behind.

"Well, fuck parents," she then told Sapphire with a slight smile. "We choose our own families." Havok was a part of her family, as annoying as he was. Sunspot and Cannonball were like her brothers. Negasonic was her little sister and Colossus was something akin to an uncle. Sapphire was her sister and so was Spark Plug. It didn't matter that they weren't related by blood - to Veil, the only thing that mattered was that they chose to be family to each other.

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Sunshine

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Location: the Sewers - Underneath the National Zoo
Skills: N/A

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Sunshine knelt down in front of the body of the Purifier, just looking at him. He didn't seem nearly as scary like this, just a defenseless corpse with hives covering his body. She didn't hear any more Purifiers coming down from up above, which she hoped was a good sign. It didn't cross her mind that all of them getting sick right there might have confirmed to the Purifiers that they were heading in the right direction. As much as she liked to sell herself as a champion of surviving on the streets, even Sunshine didn't know everything.

Glancing around quickly, and seeing no one coming, Sunshine decided to loot the corpse. She found a chocolate bar and she opened it, eating it quickly. Whenever she had food, she had an impulse to consume it then and there. She always felt happier and safe when she was eating. There was a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, both of which she tucked into the pockets of her shorts. The picture of what looked like his wife and kid, she just sort of tossed aside. It wasn't like he needed it anymore and she didn't want it.

"Thanks for the snack," Sunshine said, before she couldn't help but be a bit curious. She took out the cigarette pack and the lighter and lit one of the cigarettes. Putting it in her mouth, she instantly started gagging and coughing as the smoke hit her throat. Dropping the cigarette, she crushed it into the ground with her foot. "Gross," she complained, still coughing. "How do people like those things... Bleh..."

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Spirit Box

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Location: Sidewalk Outside ColdStones
Skills: Mediumship, Psychology

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Ward stared at Max for a moment, the way someone might look at an exotic animal at the circus. "How old were you when your father abandoned you?" he asked, a firm believer that homosexuality resulted when there were no strong male role models. If any of Ward's kids - if he ever had any - were gay, he'd beat it out of them. If things went well with this girl, maybe he'd offer to help straighten out her friend. It was just sad and embarrassing. Sure, it would be harder since the boy was older, but it was nothing a metal rod and a few hours couldn't fix.

The Purifiers standing near James seemed to more or less not really care what was going on. Ward must have been their leader - which in itself was significant. Purifiers varied greatly in terms of organization, but it seemed that these ones likely had some sort of hierarchy in place. They were organized, making them a greater threat.

Casper was still clutching at his eye as Jack picked him up off of the ground and led him over to the alleyway. "I'm fine, Jackie," he said softly. He didn't need Ben to point out to him that Jack was beating himself up at the moment. His brother was a perfectionist and felt that he had to be in control, he had to make the plans, make the sacrifices. Pulling his brother into a hug, Casper hugged him tightly. "Ça va bien, oui?" he asked him softly in French, figuring that Jack might not want to discuss his feelings in English.

"Est-ce que tu veux parler avec Ben?" he then added. His ghost friend turned bright red and shook his head rapidly. "No, let's not do that again Casper! You always change what I say around and hit on him for me - which is really weird since he's your brother and I'm dead!" Ben snapped. Casper just ignored him. He knew that he wasn't good at comforting Jack, but maybe Ben would be. Ward had taken Leighton's phone number and motioned for his goons to go with him, walking into the ColdStones to get some ice cream before resuming the hunt for the mutants that had caused the chaos at the zoo.

Seeing everyone come into the alleyway, Erg let out a slight sigh of relief. "...You brought the idiot, I see," he told Stretch simply, nodding at Casper. "The Morlock tunnels are not a way station. After the supply run, everyone who is not joining us will leave - willingly or by force," he finished a bit darkly. Blink gave him a ~SERIOUSLY?!~ look, a bit annoyed with how easily Erg went straight to violence.

"Come on, we do need to hurry," Blink then said, opening up a portal that would take them back to the tunnels. "We kinda sent the kid - Sunshine - to deal with the Purifiers that were getting too close to the entrance..."

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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The Playground - Washington D.C.: October 24th, 2020 - 4:30 P.M.

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Barton was getting concerned - half an hour ago, Abercrombie had notified him of the personal hell she had found herself in and there hadn't been another response. That wasn't like her. Even though he had technically asked her if she wanted him to come back, he was already on a quinjet at that point, going as fast as he could for the Playground. He wasn't too far out and quinjets were fast, so half an hour was plenty of time for him. The hangar doors opened and the quinjet was camouflaged as it entered, without anyone up on the surface being aware of what had happened.

The police had mostly left the scene now by this point. The bodies were bagged and taken to the medical examiner and there wasn't really anyone left around to interview about all of this - they had done their job. And since the police in Washington D.C. turned a blind eye on Purifiers attacking mutants, they already had an internal bias as to what group was responsible for this. It had to have been the Mutant Underground in their mind.

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Dominika Novikova

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Location: The Playground - Hallway Outside Tinley's Quarters
Skills: N/A

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Her chest deflated slightly as Tinley gave her an order to stop trying to save Agent Sparks. She wasn't going to stop, however, and hearing Abercrombie say that only made her more defiant. She would do whatever it took to bring Sparky back, no matter the cost or the collateral damage. Novikova knew that she would set her world on fire and pull Sparky out of the ashes if she had to. But then as Tinley continued her thought, the aggression and rage filling Novikova faded down to a dull roar. They were going to do this - as a team then.

"Agent Flynn - he defected from O.M.E.N., so he won't mind breaking rules," Novikova said softly, though she wondered if he would help them, given their longstanding feud over cats. But Flynn was a good person - he'd know that saving lives was more important than some petty fight and squabble. She didn't know about Agent Chase or Agent Bautista - Agent Reed she figured might do it, she seemed the rebel type. "And..." however, she was cut off as Cass came on over - and a few seconds later, she spotted someone come down the hallway, a bow and quiver slung over his shoulder.

Hawkeye gave Tinley a half wave. "You wanna fill me in on what's going on?" he asked her. He had one hell of a poker face but the odds that Barton had heard her talking to Novikova were slim. He was partially deaf and he fiddled with his hearing aid slightly, adjusting the sensitivity on it. Barton usually turned it down whenever the quinjet was landing, since otherwise the roar of the engines gave him a headache. "Glad you're okay," he then added, crossing his arms slightly. He could tell from their body language that this wasn't just about HYDRA and Purifiers.

Barton had been the one to make the call to bring Black Widow into SHIELD rather than end her life, Novikova recalled. And she doubted they'd be able to do this without him. "...We have a way to bring them back - from the Quantum Realm," she told Barton and Cass - and Barton stared at her, before he nodded slightly. It was stupid and brave of her to tell them.

"Let's get started then," he said, before opening up an intercom channel and announcing to the entire Playground. "Common room, one minute. Everyone needs to be there for this. We've got a mission." He then looked at Abercrombie and gave her a nod. He was glad that she was the one running things while he had been gone earlier. He couldn't have picked a better second.

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Bonnie Chase

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Location: The Playground - Holding Cells --> the Common Room
Skills: N/A

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Bonnie had to chuckle slightly, as horrifying as an explosion was, it reminded her a bit of Cass' first mission with the X-Men. "Maybe if we had Luminous here, that explosion could suddenly turn her good - like it did for Quicksilver at the power plant you guys blew up, Cass," she told her friend with a smirk. She had known Cass for what felt like an eternity, with the two of them being paired up and working together as Coulson's science team for a while. However, she was very much happy that Luminous was locked up at the Raft - and hopefully no one would try to break her out.

"I made out with a guy who bursts into flames earlier... Careful doesn't seem to be the theme of the day," Bonnie said softly, looking at the purring cat in her arms. She got a little nervous when Goose started hissing at the HYDRA agents, but clearly he had above normal intelligence - that or Fury had trained him to hate HYDRA with a passion. Could you even train a cat? She nodded slightly at Cass as she left the room, just petting Goose for a moment as she thought. Glancing up at Flynn for his question, she was about to give an answer when Barton's voice came on over the speakers.

"Guess we got a mission," she told Flynn, giving him a slight smile before she left the holding cells and headed to the coom room, still holding the scary chubby kitty. Once there, she took a seat and waited for them to be filled in on the details. Her gut told her that whatever this was, it was huge.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Beatrice Decker

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Location: Quarantine (W: Conference Room)
Skills: N/A

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Beatrice just nodded again at Ash's thanks, finding it to be unneeded. As far as she was concerned, Ash's inability to leave the past behind him would get him killed one day. The world wasn't going to stop turning, as much as he may have wished for it to do so. Any semblance of them truly having distinct groups would have to end now - otherwise, their people wouldn't be able to survive inside of Mexico City. They would brand themselves as outsiders, forming cliques that would cause resentment and mistrust. Given that Mexico City had no qualms about turning people away, if they couldn't integrate and form a new identity as a part of this larger group, then they would be sent away. She was certain of it. "He's weak. Have fun," Beatrice told Ash quietly and curtly, as he mentioned that he would be rooming with Hunter. Was it psychotic of her? Maybe. Beatrice was self aware enough to notice, but not enough to care.

She heard Thalia's taunt to Ash in Spanish, chuckling a little bit. Beatrice hadn't known Alicia, but she had lived in Newnan for a year or so and word got around, especially when it came to the odd love life of their commanding officer. She was curious as to how that line would impact Ash's psyche, since he had just found out Thana died. Though truthfully, Thana died a long time ago. Beatrice had already gone through her process of grief and mourning, writing Thana off as dead about a week after she disappeared. Love made people weird - that was probably why Ash hadn't done the same. She listened slightly to what Atticus had said, his anecdote about getting drunk and vomiting on the eggs interested her. No, it wasn't because it was a gross story but because it meant that alcohol was something readily available here. Of course, it could have been the communion wine she supposed but even then - readily available alcohol to consume at any time? Newnan hadn't had that either.

Of course, the ghost that walked through the door? Newnan had had him. She blinked slightly, wondering if anyone else that was definitely dead was going to come through the door and make an appearance. Would Thana somehow be next?

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Jack Newnan

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Location: Quarantine (W: Conference Room)
Skills: N/A

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Jack shook his head at Jamie, chuckling at the faces his son was making. To him, the smell was obnoxious but apparently Jamie found it funny. He was making a cute little face too - hopefully not one that meant he had pooped his diaper - and he couldn't help but smile more at his son. His son always made him smile, no matter how bleak and grim things got, Jamie was a little ray of hope and light and sunshine and joy and all of those positive hippie terms. It was part of the reason why Jack wanted to shelter Jamie from the worst of the world as much as he could - to keep him the sweet little innocent guy, to keep his soul pure and untainted. They were all damned - but Jamie didn't have to be. He gave Tatiana's hand a squeeze, knowing that she most likely wasn't happy to not be in the same room as Jamie.

"I got this, solovey - you rest up, and if Riley and Thalia don't let ya sleep when ya want to, let me know," he said. His wife deserved a good night's sleep. He doubted Tatiana had gotten one since Newnan fell. Between the apocalypse a newborn baby, shuteye wasn't the easiest thing to come by. However, his jaw dropped as he saw a man enter the room - one he hadn't seen in a long time. Tatiana had never said what happened to Froggy, meaning that he had assumed that the closest thing he ever had to a father had died. It was just a part of this life. He wondered for a moment if he was hallucinating again, having experienced hallucinations of his dead girlfriend before Newnan fell...

"...Dad?" Jack blurted, his mind short circuiting slightly and just spitting up that word to call Froggy by. He had always called him Froggy or Victor, whatever he preferred but... Never did he actually bust out the D word, so to speak. But seeing the closest thing he had to a father, back from the dead, and holding his own son in his arms? It was throwing his mind for a loop and he could only just stare at Froggy. He so desperately hoped that he was real and not a hallucination - but he didn't know if he could trust his own mind right then. "Solovey... You seein' what I'm seein'?" he then asked softly.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Guin Stark

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Location: The Palace - New York City, New York (Outfit)
Skills: Telepathy

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Guin tilted her head slightly, confused at Allison's words. They were undercover? At first, she figured Allison realized how boring these events were and had decided that they needed to LARP as secret agents - but Allison didn't strike her as the type to pretend to be a spy during a Royal party. She knew better than to risk King Erik's anger, after all. Without asking for permission first, she used her telepathy, managing to get a few flashes of what was going on in Allison's mind. Allison was inside some sort of room with holographic hard light images, training...

"You know what? How about us girls go and talk?" Guin suggested, looking at Pietro and Oshea. "I'm sure you two have loads to catch up on - maybe you could see about inviting him and Ally to go to Robo Death Match with us later? My dad's working on a new suit for it." She smiled sweetly, before switching over to her telepathic link with Pietro to let him know what was going on. There's something weird going on with Ally... I'll see if I can figure it out, but if not, we might need to take her to a hospital for a better evaluation...

Hopefully Pietro wouldn't insist on having her bodyguard come if she was going to go off with Allison to talk somewhere a bit more private. Her suspicion was that Allison was having some sort of mental break - it was the holiday's, people were stressed out and it happened. Or maybe it was due to the engagement stress? Guin could relate - she hated all of the wedding planning she had to do, even though the Palace had hired a wedding planner, she still had to be there to consult with all of the choices made. And if Allison really did have a mental break, Guin wanted it to just be between them for now - and Allison could decide for herself if she was going to tell Oshea.

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Casper Theriot

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Location: LeBeau Casino - New Orleans, Louisiana
Skills: Mediumship

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Princess Fatale, as Casper had nicknamed her, was continuing to freak him out. How could someone so tiny be that scary? Of all of the new people he had met that day, he definitely was a lot more comfortable talking with Bombshell. At least Ben was here - his dead friend looked as confused and freaked out as Casper did, only Ben didn't have to worry about people realizing something was up with him. Casper was the only one who could see him.

"You know, if you summoned more ghosts, maybe we can figure things out - they might know more than we do," Ben pointed out.

"...Why don't I feel scared?" Casper muttered. Usually, the idea of summoning ghosts would have freaked him out entirely, causing him to yell and scream and curl into a ball and shoot up - sometimes in that order, usually not. Ever since his father locked him in a mausoleum in order to get over his fear of ghosts, it had been his goal to do whatever he could to keep his powers from manifesting. Ben tilted his head at his friend, surprised as well that Casper wasn't freaking out. He nodded at Ayita though, indicating that she was talking to him.

Problem was, Casper had no idea who she was - he still couldn't decide if the man with her was her brother or her lover. Or maybe both?! "Oi, language!" Casper called out, looking at Richard. "There is a kidnapped child here and you just said bon sang in front of her!" He then turned to Jack and sighed. "I'm not high, Jackie ne t'inquiète pas," he told him softly. He barely paid attention to Gambit as he talked, hearing something about a crown of sorts they were supposed to steal. It sounded very Harry Potter to him.

"...Wait, Val? Really? That's worse than asking me to babysit - not that you shouldn't return this child to her parents," Casper told his brother, raising an eyebrow. Their sister, Val, had been in a mental institution almost her entire life. He didn't pay attention to the little soap opera of the Ginger Clan, having his own family issues to deal with.

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Runa Blake

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Location: Banner Residence - Sydney, Australia
Skills: N/A

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She had been about to tell him that she was wonderful, when suddenly, he kissed her. The warmth of his lips on hers was positively intoxicating and she wished that it would have lasted longer. If only her cousin, Klara, had been there - she would have loved to tell her all about this! Though she imagined if Klara was still Asgardian in this new universe someone had crafted for them, then she already knew all about it. Maybe Klara had arranged all of this somehow for her? Either way, Runa didn't care. She hadn't been happy in a long time, so she was perfectly content for things to stay like this. "Can I not be happy to see you?" Runa asked him, smiling at him and hoping he would kiss her again.

"Yes, I did..." she said softly, her smile fading slightly as the moment ended, interrupted by an engine. She glanced down for a moment, figuring that these pajamas were decent enough and she followed after Lance. He was easily half a foot taller than she was - she estimated maybe even a little bit more, but she wasn't accustomed to Midgardian measurements. Her memories of this world didn't help much there - something with meters and joules and Kelvin?

She poked her head out from behind Lance, spotting the ship - it was definitely from Midgard - Earth? She was getting confused, thinking about the two lives at once and it was giving Runa a slight headache. At the very least, she didn't have to worry about defending Lance from the Chitauri or anything - or Skrulls or Kree. But if any of them tried anything, she was going to... No Gandr here, she realized. She didn't know if her staff would come to her if she called for him. She wasn't Asgardian here.

But her memories did tell her something - she still studied magic. It was Midgardian magic - Eldritch magic - but it would be enough to defend Lance if anyone tried to take him from her. She finally had her happy ending and she wasn't going to let some woman with frost white hair take that away from her.

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Dominika Novikova

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Location: Red Guard Mobile Unit - Sydney, Australia
Skills: Dimensional Energy Perception

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Novikova nodded approvingly of Niah's plan, glad to see that she was still a kind and thoughtful person in this reality. Some people never changed. It made her pause for a moment though, wondering again where Sparks was... and her heart sank a little bit. She missed her best friend more than anything - but hopefully once she had a moment, she could do some digging and see what happened to Dr. Sparks in this universe. But hearing James continue to bully Tinley... Novikova took a breath. She owed Tinley for not killing her after everything she had caused in the other universe.

"Shut the fuck up, Kingston," Novikova told him harshly. "Unless you want to see just how much metal your body can tolerate shoved up your ass before it gives up on healing you," she told him, glaring at him but it was hard to tell with her shades. Mystique then jumped onto the anti-inhuman bandwagon and Novikova took a breath. Even if they didn't shift reality back - she still wasn't sure if that should be a goal or not - at the very least, she could make Mystique disappear for those comments.

Tinley was a better commander in the field anyways. Mystique was just having them go in blind essentially - sending in a group of five to talk to Banner's son. Agent Clarke seemed all too happy with the plan and Novikova wasn't concerned for the ice manipulator's safety. She wasn't really a member of her team. But Niah, Maria, Cass, and Tinley? They were all her people - no matter the reality. They were her family. She glanced at them for a moment, deciding to not argue with Mystique - she figured she was their best bet against the Hulk in the group going at any rate.

Once off of the ship, she was a few paces behind Sapphire. She hadn't really seen Lance Banner before, and he looked a lot younger than she had imagined. There was a short girl in pajamas behind him that she had never seen before. And as if adjusting her shades from the change in lighting, Novikova took off her glasses, staring at Lance. Her body froze up and her breathing became slow as her mind was flooded with a rush of images. Only two of the brief flashes were interesting though.

The first? Banner had never Hulk'ed out in front of Lance in this world, from what she could tell - he didn't know his father was the Hulk.

And the second?

She saw Sparky. Lance Banner, Theresa Sparks... They were the same person, just from different realities...

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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The Playground - Washington D.C.: October 24th, 2020 - 4:15 P.M.

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Sunset will not happen for another two hours, given the time of year it is. The usual heat and mugginess of DC has started to cool down, and in a little under an hour, the roads will start to become jammed up as people head home from work for the day. So many people commute into the city and live outside of it, trying to leave DC by car won't be an option very much longer.

The police are still at the scene, with the CSI's finishing up their work. It won't be much longer until the bodies are removed by the medical examiners and taken away to be identified and examined more thoroughly. Police in this town tend to more or less support the Purifiers, but it seemed that the SHIELD agents have lucked out. The cops working the scene right now aren't crooked. And they don't seem to be coming anywhere near the entrance to the SHIELD base - it is incredibly well hidden, after all.

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Bonnie Chase

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Location: The Playground - Holding Cells
Skills: N/A

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Bonnie shook her head, brushing some hair out of her eyes. "Nope, I had no idea either," she couldn't help but say. She liked animals, dogs and cats alike, but she was still a little bit shaken by the fact that Goose, Director Fury's cat, was doubling as some sort of tentacle monster. It put a lot of things into a new sort of perspective - like the fact that if they didn't feed Goose when he meowed at them, he could easily bring out the tentacles and throw them around. That was a fun thought. "I guarantee you that Fury knew about it - his secrets have secrets," she chuckled slightly.

She then bit her lip slightly as she looked at Flynn, trying to keep the heat from rising in her cheeks as she blushed. He was hot - literally and figuratively. He still had the flame retardant lab coat on, giving him a sort of sexy scientist vibe that Bonnie was finding rather appealing at the moment. It helped that the coat was a touch too small for him as well, meaning that it showed off every inch of his muscles and then some. She was about to say something else when Goose came running into the room and flopped on the ground, looking up at her expectantly.

"...Okay, this is probably not the weirdest thing we'll see today," Bonnie said, shaking her head slightly as she bent down and picked Goose up, putting his front paws over her shoulder slightly. She was holding him a bit like a chubby baby. Sure, it was frightening what he had done with those tentacles but... He was cute and Bonnie decided she'd make the cute little demon cat happy, rather than annoyed with her. "At least the HYDRA agents are out cold," she commented, looking in on the pair in the holding cells.

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Dominika Novikova

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Location: The Playground - Hallway Outside Tinley's Quarters
Skills: N/A

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The events of the last several months all flew by in her mind. She had gone into Barton's office, looking through the filing cabinet for any hint of something that could save Sparky (and Raynor, but he wasn't Novikova's priority). There hadn't been any misconduct there. Novikova and the other agents at the Playground had the clearance to access those files. She had found only two files that had been promising.

And both of them had amounted to nothing but electrical burns on her hands and a crushed spirit.

The Ultron file had actually been empty when she found it. Like McCormick, Novikova had found it strange that the file was empty. She started doing research into it herself, making a trip to the nearby Triskelion in order to find the files there. It was the first time she had really broken protocol - she used her powers over earth to simulate an earthquake, causing enough commotion that she had been able to swipe their copy of the Ultron file.

It had been empty as well.

If it hadn't been for the records system that gave the date of project inception, she wouldn't have known who to turn to. She accessed some of the journals of Howard Stark, eventually finding an obscure reference to a Project Ultron that he had been collaborating with Hank Pym on (Hank's journal claimed that it was all his idea and Stark was just stealing it). Given that Hank Pym was also the creator of the infamous Pym Particle, Novikova followed her intuition further, getting in contact with the ex-SHIELD member.

They had met in a nearby town in Virginia at a coffee shop. It was there that Hank Pym told Novikova about his wife, Janet van Dyne, and how she had been trapped in the Quantum Realm decades ago. He still held out hope that she was still alive somewhere. He had attempted to modify the Ultron project into a device that could be used to retrieve her, but it never worked. It was missing one critical component: the ability to perceive dimensional energy.

With Novikova's powers and Hank Pym's Ultron, they'd be able to retrieve Sparky, Raynor, and the Wasp from the Quantum Realm. The probability fields were due to be in alignment soon - tomorrow, to be precise. If Novikova wasn't in San Fransisco to combine her powers with Pym's technology, then Sparky, Raynor, and the Wasp would have to wait potentially decades for the probability fields to align again.

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Asgard - Thousands of Years Ago....

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Klara had decided on an activity to do that day, and it required her to drag her 10 year old cousin Runa along with her. That plan, was to teach Runa how to swim! "Come on Runa, it'll be fun!" she said happily as she dragged Runa over towards the falls.

"Okay... Setty was going to come over later," Runa reminded Klara, referring to her adult brother, the God of Justice and Retribution. He had recently been appointed by Odin to run one of Asgard's courts and he was taking to it like a natural. Runa's parents had gone down to Midgard for their anniversary, meaning that Forseti was going to come over and stay with Runa that evening.

"Of course he is, the most annoying person in the world!" Klara said with a bit of a laugh, before they reached the Falls. "Now, I so declare that you need to learn how to swim! So that is what we're going to do!"

"Isn't the Falls dangerous?" Runa asked. "Aren't we not supposed to be here?" she added. Her hair fell in her face.

"Only if you don't know what you're doing... And no one's told me not to be here! Not really anyway, they just made suggestions... Besides, how are you supposed to learn how to swim if you don't go to where there is water?"

Runa winced slightly as Klara lied. It was a bit painful when people lied, like she was being poked in the back with a needle. "Okay Klara, whatever you say..."

"So, into the water we go!"

Runa nodded, just jumping into the water without any hesitation. She trusted her cousin to make sure she didn't get hurt. Klara hadn't expected Runa to just jump in like that, her eyes growing wide slightly, before she jumped into the water after her. The force of the water fall had created a large current and since Runa was wearing boots and didn't know how to swim, she struggled to stay afloat. Gasping for air, her lungs filled with water as she went under and didn't resurface.

"Runa?" Klara said instantly, panicking, before she dove downwards, trying to find where Runa had disappeared to. It wasn't hard for her, she could easily breathe underwater, but she was freaking out now.

The current was pushing Runa along, further and further down the river. Even though she was Asgardian, Runa was fairly young and she passed out, the water still filling her lungs as she limply drifted along. Klara was attempting to create a bubble around Runa, in order to protect her from the water, and hopefully slow her down enough for her to catch up and pull her out of the water. She was successful for the most part, the bubble forming around Runa's head and it caused her to drag against the current.

Klara swam over to her cousin, grabbing her by the arm and started pulling her towards the surface. Klara was trying to stay calm, but inside she was starting to panic. While she managed to pull Runa to the shore, her cousin still wasn't breathing. Her lungs were filled with water. She started using her powers to pull the water out of Runa's lungs, and now she was really starting to get worried about this, she hadn't expected Runa to just jump in like that, but now she was just concerned with hopefully making sure that Runa doesn't die.

Runa then began to cough, hacking up water out of her lungs and her fingers twitched. Sparks of light seemed to buzz near her as the young Asgardian slowly regained consciousness.

"R-R-Runa? Are you okay?" Klara stammered, looking at her.

"I-I'm fine..." Runa mumbled.

"A-A-Are you sure?"

Runa nodded, still coughing up quite a bit of water. She sat up slowly, completely drenched. Her hair had come out of its braid and was sticking to her skin everywhere.

Klara used her powers to dry Runa off the best that she could, "...Let's get you home."

"I thought you wanted to go swimming, Kla..."

"I-I-I think this was a bad idea..."

"Oh..." Runa then looked down at her feet, little bits of darkness swirling around her. "I-I'm sorry..." she mumbled, tears in her eyes.

"It wasn't your fault Runa, don't worry about it." she said, giving her cousin a smile.

Runa didn't say anything, slowly walking back home. She seemed pretty down and sad, hardly surprising given that her cousin had been so happy to go swimming and then Runa ruined it by nearly drowning.

Klara looked over at her, before giving her a hug, and trying to use her powers over emotions to somewhat make her feel better, she didn't tend to use them all that often. She didn't blame Runa for what had happened, she more of blamed herself for it. She should have been more careful when telling Runa about getting into water, and her cousin nearly drowned because of. Runa instantly cheered up thanks to Klara's emotional manipulation and she hugged Klara back. "Love you Kla."

"Love you too Runa, now let's get you back home."

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Runa was rather pleased with her student. Not only had Arnora been growing with her abilities, but she was learning her way around Asgard quickly. She remembered that it had been a few decades before she herself was truly able to know where to go while thinking effortlessly about it. Once, when she had been scarcely thirteen years old, hardly even alive yet, she had actually gotten lost in these very halls. Her brother, Forseti, had found her and took her home. "No need," Runa told Cuyler, before her hands took on a slight glow to them and by Magyk, Cuyler would be cleaned and dressed in traditional Asgardian garb. "Klara, if you would not mind taking Arnora and Cuyler to the hall, I'll go inform Myth and Bruce of the happy surprise."

"Of course Runa," Klara said with a bit of a smile. She was happy to help out with this second chance at giving Myth and Bruce another wedding. Turning, she glanced over at Cuyler, "I guess you could say I might be more of escorting you two over there, so come along, everyone else is likely already there waiting." She then led Arnora and Cuyler over to the Great Hall, where an aisle had been formed out of rose petals. The seats were simple but tastefully done, with a stone alter at the front where the swords Bruce and Myth would exchange with each other were placed. Klara would be officiating the wedding, more or less, as the All-Mother and in her capacity as the Goddess of Love.

Bruce's adopted children were curiously absent, as was his adopted son's girlfriend who had more or less tagged along to Asgard.

Meanwhile, Runa had tracked down her son and future daughter in law in the nursery. Bruce was striking her as rather withdrawn and quiet, which to some might have been a cause for concern, but her son had always been a man of extremes. He was so much like his namesake and grandfather that way. She just hoped that he showed Myth the affection and attention that she deserved. Keeping her voice low so as to not disturb her grandchild, she came into the room and began speaking to the pair, "I have a surprise for the both of you."

"Now please, do come quickly... Everyone is waiting." She couldn't help but smile slightly, not worried if they figured out what the surprise was or not. Assuming that the pair decided to follow her, she led them to the Great Hall, where everyone else would already be seated. "Today is your wedding day. Perhaps this one will be what you have hoped for."

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@KazAlkemi@eclecticwitch: At the Palace barracks...

While Apollodora's brother, Caspian (known as Rainbrook) had traveled back in time to this period, he had been careful not to reveal his true identity. He didn't want to mess up the timeline. However, his younger sister didn't seem to have the same concern for the integrity of the universe. Apollodora was of the school of thought that everything was a circular loop - that whatever actions she took simply were meant to be and if she decided to reveal who she really was, well, then that was just how the universe needed it to be done.

"Yes, if you call being her daughter related," Apollodora said cheekily. While she resembled Arya greatly, she seemingly had a more candid sense of humor. There was a certain aura of stiffness about her, similar to Arya's near suffocating formalisms. Baby Dawn started squirming in Mona's arms, and a foul scent would alert Mona that dear Baby Dawn had just promptly soiled herself.

"Lapis lazuli," Apollodora explained, tapping the vial. "It's what is allowing me to not fade from existence. However, that's neither here nor there. Unlike my father, mother, brother... Well, basically everyone else in my family, I'm not out to save the world." She gave Amarantha a slight smile, as if they had a special connection. "But given that my existence is threatened, I'm here to fix the mess that my brother has made. I'll require your help. In exchange, I'll tell you what you need to know about my mother."

"She isn't dead," Apollodora said simply. "What happened to her is far worse than death. She's trapped in a parallel dimension."

@FantasyChic: Over in the Badlands, far from the Castle itself....

Will update here next round once Fleur is posted for.

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Location: the Palace - Dining Hall
Skills: N/A

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Myrus nodded, thinking for a moment before he was struck with a vivid memory once more. He had been in such pain a week ago when it first occurred to him, but now he had an uncanny feeling that it had something to do with their current situation. Taking out the ring once more, Myrus set it down on the table so that way all could see it. "Then there's this... After I prayed to the gods, a-and I was going to hurt myself... I had... had a memory of sorts, of when our father gave me this ring," he began softly. "He said it would allow me safe passage through the hellfire and... I always thought that was a metaphor but..."

He bit his lip slightly, hoping no one would think this was too silly. "What if it wasn't? Maybe whatever he meant by it... is how we protect ourselves from Fleur?"

At least Valda was willing to let them practice against them - that was a relief to Myrus. He knew that Valda didn't have the same scope of power that Fleur did, but they were both witches. It would be a better way to practice defending themselves than just about anything else he'd be able to come up with. Myrus took another breath, taking a drink but his tongue still felt incredibly dry no matter what he did. His ears were ringing slightly from the panic and fear that Fleur inspired in him. She hadn't even made a move against them and Myrus was losing sleep, afraid of what she could do to his family.

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Jia Li took a deep breath, attempting to keep her cool herself. The bickering between Ryuu and Yumiko was going to cause them to slow down, meaning that the odds of them being caught went up. Even if that didn't occur, infighting never boded well for a newly formed group. Their only connection thus far was that they had escaped from the same prison together. There was no reason beyond survival for Ryuu and Yumiko to get along, but that should have been enough in her opinion. Her eyes watched as the young airbender went off rapidly and she returned her attention to Ryuu and Yumiko. No one else in the group was saying anything about this, so Jia Li figured it fell on her shoulders to get to the bottom of this.

"Before we continue any further, we need to talk about the flying bison in the room," Jia Li said, pausing in her walk. "You two do not need to like each other - but you need to be able to work together. Our odds of survival and evading capture increase in the group. Once we hit the next village, then we can go our separate ways... But until we get to that point, be civil. If you can't speak to each other and be civil, then don't speak at all," she told them plainly, leaving no doubt that this was an order and not a request.

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Professor Walnut

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"Professor Walnut," the woman replied with a slight smile, as Sister Penance asked to make her acquaintance as she passed by on the staircase. It was nice to have someone to converse with, if even for a moment. Dr. Swamp and Chanteuse Amaranthine seemed to have easily fallen into step as a duo, a pair that she doubted would pay much attention to her unless it was due to an imagined threat of violence. Of course, Amaranthine had to chase off Sister Penance before they could exchange too many words, something that irritated Walnut. She was almost certain that Amaranthine was trying to protect Penance from Walnut - and that it wasn't due to the servants. She then fought the urge to gag at Amaranthine's words about tardiness and slowness. Yes, she did not like the two she was forced to spend her time with.

Quinton then sent the woman away as well and Walnut took a slight breath. She had a slight urge to scream. Punish her, sure, but these two were sickening. Why not just shove them into a room and let them be at it alone? They were led up into the Sewing Room and she found another person there - a girl named Rhoda. She figured that Dr. Swamp would wish to be tended to first and she saw no problem with that. Perhaps Rhoda could sew Dr. Swamp and Chanteuse Amaranthine's mouths shut, that way Walnut would not have to endure any further whispering between the two of them.

"I'll allow them to speak for themselves - or each other," Walnut said, her eyes flashing towards Amaranthine and Swamp.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Washington D.C.: September 8th, 2020 - 11:45 AM

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Homeless Shelter - Mutant Friendly:

"Only my friends can call me Hula Hoop," Havok complained. He had a certain image to keep up with the newbies! However, Spark Plug's idea didn't seem too dumb to him. Stealing a Purifier's car? It was more insane. Moonwalker's little manifesto about his insane ideas on the afterlife made Havok want to puke. He didn't know it was possible to find someone more annoying than his brother, Cyclops, but apparently the universe had decided to rise to the occasion and bring this insufferable person into his life. His eyes were practically twitching with each word Moonwalker said.

And quoting movies? That was his thing! Havok had half a mind to challenge the kid to a sparring match once they got back to HQ, just so that way he could assert his dominance over the man. Fortunately, none of the Purifiers seemed to notice that Moonwalker and the kids were stealing their cars, as the Purifiers breached the door and came face to face with Havok and Spark Plug at the back entrance of the shelter.

"Hula hoop time?" he asked Spark Plug, right before the Purifiers opened fire.

The Mutant Underground - Washington D.C. Station:

"I didn't know Xavier was sending us prostitutes now," Negasonic said, prompting a stern glare from Colossus. The teenager shrugged, spitting out her gum into a wrapper and then tossing it into the trash can. "What? He can send us a girl to entertain us but can't give us the funds to get a milkshake every now and then?" she pointed out. The Mutant Underground was perpetually strapped for resources. Negasonic blamed how frequently Xavier's Mansion had to be rebuilt as one of the underlying factors. Colossus sighed slightly, wondering if Negasonic would ever mature.

However, his eyes widened slightly as Glimpse explained that Sebastian Shaw was up to something. He was a public figure - the CEO of Shaw Industries. The billionaire was dating Emma Frost of Frost International. He had connections to just about every political figure and ties to most major corporations, making him one of the most powerful people on the planet. From what Colossus recalled, Shaw even had connections to the Avengers, as he had been friends with Howard Stark. He had ties to the Braddock family as well. "Then we have problem. The police took Veil," Colossus explained.

"We do not know where - I contacted Stretch, he is investigator, very good. Hopefully he can find Veil - if not, Spark Plug is acting leader of Underground cell," he explained, his Russian accent thick and he wasn't using any articles.

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She hesitated slightly, knowing the answer that everyone wanted her to give. The scripted answer was to talk about how attending school at Xavier's was a paradise, that it allowed them to live like normal kids and to feel like they could be productive members of society after they left. That was the fiction that was printed off in the brochures, that the X-Men would discuss when interviewed by reporters, that Xavier would testify to Congress about. "It's not what people think it is," Veil said carefully.

But Sapphire was her friend and she was going to tell her the truth. "It was like attending a military academy in the middle of a war zone," she said bluntly. "Every year or so, one of Xavier's enemies would blow up the Mansion, so no one ever kept things precious to them very long... Some nights, I'd go to bed wondering if my room would still be there the next day... We had to train once we were about sixteen years old, learning not just to use our powers but how to fight with them - how to be Xavier's soldiers. We didn't have prom or anything that a normal high school had, though I heard through the grapevine apparently they started having prom last year..."

"The teachers weren't there to teach. They were just the members of the X-Men. I learned science from Beast - Dr. McCoy. History and psychology was taught by Professor X... Wolverine taught gym class and Gambit, for some stupidly brilliant reason, actually was my Sex Ed teacher," Veil chuckled slightly, remembering the Cajun man grabbing a banana one day to do a demonstration. "But for the most part, the teachers weren't teachers. They weren't taught how to instruct and most of them weren't qualified for the subjects they were assigned..."

"Not that I hated it there - I had fun. I felt normal when I was at the mansion. It was when people came to visit or we left the grounds that I didn't feel normal anymore - that I felt like just a pawn in Xavier's game against Magneto and reality..."

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Location: the Sewers - Underneath the National Zoo
Skills: Disease Manipulation, Enhanced Accuracy

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Sunshine was alone in the tunnels, near the exit to the sewers that Max, Stretch, and Leighton had used earlier that day. She took in a deep breath, blowing out streams of green smoke from her lungs. Up above, the Purifiers were dropping like flies, in the grips of a bad case of influenza. She loved the flu. However, there was one problem - the Purifiers were still alive. She didn't have as much experience with her powers as others did, essentially spending almost all of her time and energy trying to stay alive. And in juvi, she had been forced to wear a power inhibiting collar.

The sewer grate started to move and Sunshine's heart started to pound, hearing the metal scrape against the earth up above and light flooded into the tunnels. She had been down with the Morlocks for less than a day and the light blinded her, forcing her to put her hands up to protect herself. "Blink? A little help here?" Sunshine called out. "Grimlock? Please?"

"You can't let him through!" Grimlock's voice whispered into her mind.

She saw the light of the Purifier's gun before she saw the man himself. She took a deep breath, forming a little ball of the green smoke in her hands and she tried to imagine every disease she had ever heard of flowing into it at once. She thought about measles, small pox, the flu, polio - all of it. Her nose started to bleed from the overuse of her powers and she could feel the energy of the little disease bomb becoming more and more unstable.

"I'm not here to hurt you," the Purifier said, looking a bit taken aback when he was face to face with a teenage girl and not some terrorist monster. "Put that... thing... down," he told her, holding out a hand. His other hand was still securely wrapped around his gun, a finger on the trigger and the safety off.

"You can't let him get any farther, Sunshine," Grimlock's voice urged in her mind. She sent Sunshine flashing images of mutants in pain, lynched by Purifiers across the country, of the rallies and hate speeches. The telepathic Morlock was playing every card she had, in order to ensure that Sunshine did something horrific that she couldn't take back.

"You're human. That's what you were born to do," Sunshine told him. She threw the ball of disease at him, her enhanced accuracy ensuring that it hit. At the same time, a shot went off.

"...Sunshine?" Grimlock called out.

"He's taken care of," Sunshine said, staring at the bullet embedded in the sewer wall behind her. Another few inches to the left and it would have hit her.

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As if Leighton was the incarnation of Aphrodite, Ward was entirely focused on her and didn't even seem to hear what Jack was saying. He was so focused on this embodiment of female virtues and sex appeal that he didn't even really seem to register that Jack was there. The trunk wasn't closed to the car as he smirked at Leighton, enjoying the slight shiver that went down his spine as she touched his muscles.

"Ewww, this is like watching a porno! I hate straight porn," Ben groaned. Casper had to nod slightly in agreement. "Or a disgusting new ColdStones advertisement," Casper joked to his ghost friend. "... Anyways, you should probably help Jack out of the trunk before Larry the Lobster here comes out of his child molesting fantasies."

However, as Leighton appealed to Ward to let Jack go, he just nodded, putting a strong arm around Leighton. He bent in, grazing her neck with his lips slightly, before pulling away. He had to be modest, after all, they were in public. Ben started making gagging noises at Casper and Casper was having a hard time not giggling. It really was disgusting. "Something funny, druggie?" Ward asked, looking at Casper.

"Well, yeah, you," Casper told him with a smile. "You're thinking with the wrong head and falling for the oldest trick in the book. I would know, I played a female bard in Dungeons and Dragons for three years straight." Ben glared at Casper slightly - was he seriously messing up Leighton's disgusting plan to get Jack to safety? Ward just chuckled slightly, stepping away from Leighton for a second and he punched Casper as hard as he could, sending the wiry drug addict stumbling backwards, holding his eye with his hands.

"At least you wear enough eye shadow that they won't notice the black eye," Ben teased his friend.

Unfortunately, Ward wasn't the only Purifier present. Blink and Erg stuck to the alleyways behind the stores, letting Max and James follow along with them if they chose. By the time they got to the little alleyway that would let them emerge in front of the ColdStones, they saw that Ward had back up with him. There were about three other beefy Purifiers, watching the exchange that was going down. James, since he had taken the sidewalk, would be essentially about to walk into the other three.

"Keep on stepping," one of the Purifiers told James.

"If you guys can get Leighton and Stretch into the alleyway, then I can portal them out of here," Blink explained. Erg nodded, looking at Max. He hoped that James wasn't about to do anything stupid, especially since it seemed that Jack and Leighton might have had this situation handled. If they spotted Erg, there'd be no doubt in their minds that he was a mutant. His M brand on his face ensured it. Blink's case was similar, thanks to her distinctive markings.