Guin Stark
Location: the Blackbird Hangar
Skills: Telepathy
Guin shook her head slightly as her thoughts cleared. Her eyes narrowed at Pietro. She couldn't believe that she was married to him. She had wasted
years with him, letting him walk all over her and treat her like some fragile little bird that needed protecting. Her life had been perfect before he came into the picture - she had a kickass job at S.H.I.E.L.D., she didn't need to worry about reading people's thoughts by accident, and no one was accusing her of being a "bad bisexual" - whatever
that meant - for being with a man. She had had the perfect balance of ordinary and extraordinary. She got to live in the city she adored, New York City, and the club bouncers let her in whenever she saw them. The bartenders had even known her drink, not caring that she was underage.
"You ruined my life!" she screamed at Pietro, sending off a telepathic attack that he managed to block out. She then fired off the unibeam of her suit at the speedster, trying again to mentally whammy him at the same time.
Pietro's eyes widened before he barely managed to dodge out of the way of her laser attack, and once more mentally blocking out her mental attack.
"Guina? What's gotten into you?" he asked her instantly, more then a little bit confused
"Oh, don't Guina me! That's not even my name! It's Guin! Rhymes with Win!" she snapped at him.
"I'm sick and tired of being your little play thing! I should be on Mars right now with Mister Fantastic, not here wondering if I bought enough twinkies for my man child of a husband!" "If you want to be technical your name isn't Guin either. It's Guinevere," he snapped back, still more then a little bit confused as to what exactly was going on and
why Guin suddenly shifted that way.
"Don't call me fucking Guinevere! Do I look like I'm about to go bone Lancelot to you? Doth I wear drapes right now instead of my fucking sweet ass bit of armor? Oh, and let's not forget the reason I'm here - you made this happen to me! I was normal and then I met you and then my life turned upside down and now I can't walk into a Target in Alabama without being profiled for being queer and a mutant!" Pietro was still insanely confused, before it suddenly hit him. Klara had said not to call her a water goddess, which meant that she had another domain, and based on the black aura and what seemed to be happening, it all made sense.
"...She's a freaking love goddess, love hate, exact opposites, and the riddle right before that... Which means she just did a whammy thing to both Guina and the magic person... Great, this should be fun..." he muttered under his breath, before looking at Guin.
"Guina, this isn't you, okay? Your mind was messed with by the Asgardian." "There you go again, mansplaining to me what my thoughts and opinions are! Jesus fucking christ, can I Uber a divorce attorney or what?" Guin spat, before she charged straight at Pietro, trying to more or less run him over like a bug.
He was more then ready, waiting for her to charge him, and the perks of super speed came to be obvious, as he managed to grab onto her, rolling around and pinning her to the ground, and managing to knock her helmet off of her and far away too.
"This isn't you, I know that Guina, and the fact that you need that explained to you says quite a bit don't you think?" "My name is not Guina!" she screamed, trying to activate her thrusters in order to escape, but no matter how much she budged, he kept a tight grip on her.
"F.R.I.D.A.Y., commandeer Veronica for me!" she ordered, hoping to hear the familiar chime of her A.I. following her orders without question. Veronica, of course, was the failsafe weapon in case the Hulk started to attack civilians.
"Yeah no bad idea really bad idea Guina," he said simply, before he gave her a kiss, and for Guin this would result in her being broken free from Klara's spell.
Guin blinked again, as her mind cleared once more. Unfortunately, she remembered everything she said and did.
"Sorry for trying to kill you, babe - and for trying to roast you emotionally," she said sheepishly.
"Now can you let go of me and give me back my helmet? The suit looks weird without it." "Keyword there is try Guina," he said with a shrug, before getting up, going over and picking her helmet up off the ground and handing it to her.
Neil Spellman
Location: the Blackbird Hangar
Skills: Minor Molecular Combustion
Neil was incredibly confused as to what was going on with Guin and Pietro - then again, both of them were so annoying that he didn't even try to understand them. They were always either fighting or making out anyways. He frowned a bit though that Guin didn't seem to even acknowledge what Edus had said about it being a mental spell. She was the team's telepath with Xavier gone, it was her job to deal with this - but instead, she was just doing weird things with her husband. It made Neil want to barf and scream simultaneously.
Given that Annie indicated Edus' approach wasn't going to work and the telepath was distracted, Neil tried to take things into his own hands. He wanted to blind Klara. It would make it easier to restrain her and then they could figure out a way to break her free, but his priority was to save Carolina and Elizabeth. He clenched his fists together repeatedly, willing the organic matter in Klara's eyes to implode. Each try, his muscles screamed and ached in agony, wanting to give up rather than go again. He kept on until on the sixth try, he caused an explosion in front of Klara's left eye, blinding her as blood oozed from the wound.
At least now she would have horrible depth perception, something people with swords generally relied upon pretty heavily.
"I don't need comfort from you," Runa told Elizabeth a bit harshly.
"What I need is for you to explain to me as best as you recall the mechanics of this game. My magic may not be as strong as it once was, but I would dishonor my ancestors and myself if I did not at least try to break the curse." 
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