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Guin Stark

Location: The Kyln
Skills: Telepathy, Pistol

"There is no way that this is OSHA approved!" Guin quipped, as Mary made a sort of moving beanstalk elevator situation. Mary had grabbed her arm and Guin really wished that there would have been some sort of plant safety belt. She wasn't scared of falling - more of being dropped and hitting the ground with a splat... and especially since with Pietro more or less out of commission, she couldn't count on him to swoop in and save her. She had really gotten used to having a speedster on call. At least the trip was short. She was very happy when she was on solid ground, especially as her arm was sore from the trip on up, as at times it had felt like her arm was about to be ripped out of its socket. "Okay, I won't sue you for endangering me at work, but you have to go on a date with Rudy Giuliani. It's only fair."

However, she was very happy when Mary tossed her a space gun. "Okay, fine, I'll take a bribe," Guin joked. She then swore as she took two shots - one to the leg, another to the shoulder. They felt like a dragon had spit up mini fireballs and felted her with them. Fuck fuck fuck that hurts! Guin exclaimed through the mental link. Mary took care of the first wave or so of the guards, and Guin, feeling very much annoyed that someone had shot her, decided to continue Mary's good work. Guin was clearly more of Princess Leia than a stormtrooper when it came to shots, firing off the space gun and taking down five easily. What hurts? What happened? Are you okay????

"Okay, this is my new favorite toy!" She then fired off more blasts, taking out another three. She was having fun now with this. She shot another one - this one was a kill shot, hitting them in the chest. These assholes fucking shot me! Getting shot is baaaaaaad!

Runa Baldurdattir

Location: The Kyln
Skills: Darkness Manipulation

Runa huffed. It really irritated her to hear about how incompetent other justice systems were, as her brother ran the courts on Asgard and was the pinnacle of justice and fair treatment under the law. She made a mental note to complain to her brother about the Nova Corps the next time she was on Asgard. "Of course they simply assumed, they appear to be severely lacking in brains as of late," Runa muttered with a frown. Lance seemed to be enjoying himself as he rampaged around, and Runa didn't sense that he was in immediate danger or anything like that. He had helpfully cleared the stairway for them too.

She didn't need to take the stairs however. She swirled darkness around herself and threw herself high up into the air, propelling herself ever upwards until she reached her desired destination. It was half throwing herself, half flying really at the end of it. She nodded at Mary, Bethany, and Guin, seeing that Guin had a gun that she seemed rather happy with. Runa rolled her eyes slightly. Guns had absolutely no aesthetic to them in her opinion. They weren't as elegant as traditional Asgardian weapons.
NPCs - Season Three (Genosha)


Genosha Leadership: the Quiet Council


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Genosha: July 15th, 2021 - 1:10 PM


Veil, Casper, and Sunshine


Location: the Magda Eisenhardt Memorial Housing Complex - Omega Building: Renegade's Apartment
Skills: Mediumship

Veil nodded slightly - she hadn't even considered the possibility that they would be split up. She had lived with the Mutant Underground for what felt like an eternity, the thought of not having Spark Plug or Sapphire just a few feet away at night... it was strange. It was equally bizarre for Veil to realize that she wasn't in charge here. She had been leading the Mutant Underground for so long, it was weird to know that she wasn't the one with the final say and she didn't have all of the information. She was just like the rest of her family here, minus those who had been on Genosha and fully conscious a bit longer. "Of course, we will... if we stay here," she whispered softly to Spark Plug.

Casper gagged slightly at Spark Plug's teasing. "I did not have the complexion for that dress," he said with a sigh, shaking his head. "It was before I discovered god's gift to the world - Sephora. A little blush would've gone a long way towards tying that outfit together..."

Renegade smiled at Spark Plug. "Pas problème. Ah'm sorry if any of them were disturbed, Flower Child might've snuck into here when ah was with the Quiet Council. Ah think ah got it all back from her, with the addition of the flower crown to the robotic head," Renegade explained. She tucked some of her hair behind her ear. Her left eye had a scar running through it, with the eye itself a more faded shade of blue than her right eye. She was clearly old, having several adult children, but looked like she was in decent physical shape for her age. "Ah non, those are mutant medical garbs, designed to prevent I think stiffness and sores, monitor vitals, ah'm not a médecin so I can't be more specific than that."

Havok glanced up at Spark Plug, debating for a moment brushing her off. "I'm fucking fantastic. My girlfriend's gone to the dark side and we've been freezer burned, so for all I know, she's either fucking dead or still evil. And then Sapphire drops a bomb on me and gets herself killed, so I can't even begin to process my feelings on that, as I have to mourn her. And now, we're stuck on this trippy ass island with a bunch of murderers, so yeah, I'm great!"

Sunshine hadn't told anyone she was getting married yet for a few reasons: 1) she knew that James wouldn't approve of her fiancée and she didn't want to fight with him about it, 2) she knew that Jack wouldn't care about her being engaged and she wanted to fight with him about it, and 3) she had wanted to tell everyone more or less at once, so that way they could get all of the freak outs out of the way. She knew from movies and TV and all that humans made a huge deal out of weddings, spending waaay too much money on dresses and flowers and food and pretending to be nice to people that they hated.

She didn't want a human wedding.

"Her name is Marrow, she's very cool," Sunshine reassured Waverley. "There's no date or venue and there won't be pictures or food or anything, because that's all human stuff. I dunno, we're still figuring out the details. The two ideas so far are a ritual fight or asking a telepath to do something in the astral plane," Sunshine explained with a shrug. Sunshine glanced at Miranda, considering what she said. She didn't really know much about Moneta's personal life. "Is your daughter here on the island?" she asked.

The conversation was interrupted though with Zarina having a complete meltdown. Renegade sighed slightly. She had seen things like this before with her own children. David and Val would have good days, great days really that made her forget that they were sick, and then the slightest thing would set them off and they would instantly turn to violence. They hadn't conducted a psychic evaluation on the newcomers yet, largely because everyone was supposed to have a fresh start in Genosha, a second chance.

"Hey, deep breaths," Veil encouraged, jumping in as Renegade put a finger to her forehead. Veil went on over to Zarina, standing three inches taller than the young girl. Veil had seen people lash out like this before, especially young mutants who had lost everything they knew and couldn't cope with the change. "When you're ready, can you tell me what's going on?" Veil asked gently, locking eyes with Zarina. In her experience, the problem was usually something deeper than a lost or damaged item.

Casper didn't really want to listen to the child throwing a temper tantrum. And he was feeling concerned - James hadn't come in with them. "Ben, let me know if anything interesting happens in here, okay?" he asked the ghost, before dashing back out into the hallway. He grinned widely, seeing his sweetheart, although he sensed that there was something wrong. "Fancy running into you around here..." he teased gently.




Skrull Prison Ship

Anelle shook her head slightly. "There is no need to apologize for that," she said softly. "I welcome the contact," she admitted. She had been exiled, forced to live in a cell, kept from her lover and her child. The guards never beat her or anything, as she was still a princess - but no one ever embraced her or anything anymore. She felt a little touch starved at times. She looked a little sad as Maria said she was going to stand watch, but went inside the training room with Flynn.

"I understand," she told him, before shapeshifting into Flynn. She then punched the bag. It moved a little less than it had when Flynn hit it, mostly as Anelle didn't have the proper techniques. She had only taken on his shape, not his memories and skills.

Outside of the training room, two skrulls started walking down towards the training room, holding what looked like gym bags. They seemed basically like two bros who were going for a workout. They frowned when they saw Maria. "What are you doing?" one asked. "Either get in the gym or get out," the other grunted.

May 18th, 2021


Clint Barton's Homestead - Missouri: 10:30 A.M.


Bonnie nodded at Niah's request - if Niah wanted privacy, then she deserved to have that honored. "Alright, if you aren't the President, myself, Sparky, or Niah - scram," Bonnie said authoritatively. "Niah has a right to some bloody privacy right now." She wasn't usually one for swears, but the situation was tense and she figured a bit of cursing might help get people to leave. A small portion of her mind was wondering if Flynn would have known what to do here - or if he had just been a grunt at O.M.E.N. They never really talked much about his previous job, just as they also didn't talk much about Bonnie's deceased husband or the time she had spent in the asylum.

"Oh, right, my bad. Feel better, Niah!" Amelia wished, before walking backwards, thinking better of it and turning around, and then walking off of the quinjet.

"If you want, I can pose for a picture of you with the hospital bed for your insta," Spider-Man offered. "I do it all the time for the kids in the cancer ward in Queens," he added. Bonnie shot him a look and Spider-Man followed Amelia off the quinjet and out of the way.

Raynor wasn't thrilled at the idea of Sparky being in here as they battled a demon without any back up. Unfortunately, he didn't have any power or knowledge that would deem him essential. He locked eyes with Sparky for a second. "You need anything, I'll be right outside," he told her, before leaving the medical ward and leaning up against one of the inner walls of the quinjet, out of sight but still within earshot, so that way he could run back in if anything went wrong.

Bonnie wished that they had given Niah the sedative as the President performed the exorcism. She fought to keep her expression neutral, to not grimace as Niah foamed at the mouth like she had rabbies, or the way her eyes turned black and she began to hiss. It sent a chill down her spine. She could feel it in the air - the 'bad vibes' more or less that the demon was putting off. It felt like depression, anxiety, grief, and rage all wrapped up into one horrible, all consuming wave of darkness. She winced as a cloud of dark smoke was more or less projectile vomited out of Niah.

"What do we do now? We can't leave her alone like that, she needs medical attention," Bonnie stressed. Her mind was going rampant with all of the possible injuries Niah could have sustained, but truthfully she just didn't know - she'd never seen an exorcism before. The smoke had taken the form of a demonic bear and was continually slamming itself up against an invisible barrier, the salt being the only thing keeping it from breaking through.

Outside of the med bay, Raynor glanced at Oliver. Amelia had gone outside entirely, probably off to squeal over the baby flerkens that were being born, and Spider-Man had gone with her. "That doesn't sound good," he muttered, hearing the echoes carry Niah's screams.



Runa Johansson

Location: Helheim
Skills: N/A

Runa accepted Nadia's hand, getting up off of the ground. The fight was just getting more and more intense around them, killing Runa's hopes that they would be able to triumph over Hel and save the world. Hel didn't even seem to care about what was going on, acting completely disinterested in what they were doing, like this was just some pathetic source of entertainment. She nodded slightly at Nadia, still finding it weird to think about some immortal being as her father, but she didn't bring it up. She tended to keep her feelings to herself.

She winced slightly as a dragur cut her cheek, but Runa pressed onwards, this time making it to the cage. She saw there was a lock and bit her lip, before spotting a ring of keys on the ground. Runa scooped it up and studied the lock and then went through the keys, mentally identifying the three most likely candidates. The first one was a bust. The second however worked, the lock clicking and Runa was able to pull the cage door open. "Please help my friends," she asked the god in the cage quietly.



☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

Location: Mount Rushmore, South Dakota
Skills: N/A

Nancy caught her flask, glad to see her friend hydrated and healed, and she put it away. She hated alcohol, so the flask may have appeared to be something uncharacteristic for her to own. It had been her mother's. It was the only thing that Nancy still had of hers. She had issues with her mother - loads of them, really - but as her mother was long dead there wasn't much that could be done about it. She kept the flask anyways. It was useful to have nectar on hand as a demigod. Whenever she thought about it too much, Nancy reassured herself it was purely out of practicality that she kept it.

"Beyond taking back the gem?" Nancy teased Mads lightly. She then frowned, thinking it over. "I guess the first question is - are we going to kill the dragon or just steal from it? I feel like we'll inevitably have to kill it, so maybe we can engineer some traps. Like... cause a large chunk of Mount Rushmore to fall on top of it somehow?" Nancy suggested. "Or I can scream at it until it dies, but that might take a while."
Raynor didn't pick up on the hint towards Emzie's age - he had never really met an ancient droid before, and it wasn't like he gave droids much thought beyond the most efficient strokes of a lightsaber to cut them into pieces. He knew that droids were an inevitable part of life, but it was still a little strange for his partner on this mission to be a droid, when they'd likely be facing Separatist droids in battle. They had to destroy the droid factory in order to keep the forces mobilizing on the station from being overrun. They didn't have much time left either - Emzie was right about that.

"Great, I feel a thousand percent better," Raynor muttered. His mind was running. He was training in the way of the Jedi Guardian - a natural fit given that the Jedi Order were heavily involved in the Clone Wars. He didn't have the infiltration skills of a Jedi Sentinel, or the negotiation knack of a Jedi Consular. "How are you with explosives?" he asked Emzie. "There's got to be a primary power source at the factory we can target, between the two of us I can clear the way, and you can rig it to blow."



Guin Stark

Location: The Kyln
Skills: Telepathy

Guin ignored Mary. She didn't have the mental or emotional space to deal with her at the moment. Besides, she knew that Mary was probably just trying to get a rise out of her, a way to get a twisted sense of satisfaction. There was no point in even replying to her, as anything Mary said would be more of the same holier-than-thou bullshit. It was really a pity - her friend used to have so much more range than that. "Save your breath, there's no use in talking to her when she's like this," Guin told Bethany.

Guin started opening various panels, moving quickly and efficiently as she more or less had an idea as to what they were looking for. She wasn't the one to be lucky though - Bethany found the correct one and yanked the battery out. Judging by the flashing red lights and whatnot, Guin figured it was more likely than not that Bethany had pulled the right one. "Looks like it," she agreed with Beth. "Do you mind shadow traveling us back on up there, Nico?" she asked, ribbing Bethany slightly. Her powers were a little similar to Nico di Angelo's after all. You hanging in there? Guin then mentally whispered to Pietro, hoping to check in with him again, despite his reassurances that he was fine.

Runa Baldurdattir

Location: The Kyln
Skills: N/A

Runa was conflicted upon seeing Klara - happy that her call had been answered, but mildly annoyed that Klara was more or less acting like her father in this situation. Still, she smiled upon seeing her cousin. It'd be good to have another Asgardian in this fight. The X-Men weren't too shabby, but even they couldn't fight off the entirety of the Nova Corps by themselves. They needed allies, beyond the rabbit and his friends. "They are trying their best - somewhat pitifully," Runa explained. Klara had taken out a large number of the combatants, but not all of them.

Gandr may not have been working when it came to rewriting reality, but her staff was multifunctional. Runa went back into the fray, swinging her staff around and knocking out combatant after combatant, until she had taken out five in total. She wasn't out of breadth yet, as Asgardians were more or less meant for this sort of thing. Hopefully things were cleared enough that they could begin making their way upwards - the flashing lights told her that those down below had likely accomplished their task.


🌈 Leda Storm 🌈

Location: Camp Half-blood: the Shrines
Skills: N/A

Leda shrugged slightly. She didn't really think about her relationship with Rebecca as being an old wound - it was more like a cautionary tale. "Nothing to be sorry about, luv. What I had with Bex is old news." Still, it didn't mean she wanted to poke the bear by going to Rebecca's siblings for help. Rebecca had been rather cool about the break up, but Leda didn't know if her siblings felt the same by any means. Leda had grabbed a dust cloth and was dusting thoroughly while Kiera mopped - they were making pretty good progress, Hades' shrine was already looking much better. She smirked slightly as she picked up what Kiera was hinting.

"You mean you want your amazing, total babe of a girlfriend to come with you?" she teased. She nodded, understanding what Kiera meant about it being a little weird looking for half siblings. Leda had never really gone looking for other children of Iris - her siblings tended to find their own way to camp and they got to know each other by living together. But seeking out unclaimed Iris kids? It would have been a little strange. "I'm sure he'll come 'round camp eventually, maybe you two'll hit it off."

☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️

Location: Camp Half-blood: Sun Chariot -> Dining Pavilion
Skills: N/A

Nancy hadn't considered that other children of Apollo might have been jealous that she had one on one time with their father. She had only ever met her father once years ago and it hadn't been under the best of circumstances. It would have been much easier to hate him, but as much as she tried, she couldn't. She was angry with him. She didn't trust that he didn't have some sort of ulterior motive. The fact that he had given her the Physician's Cure was terrifying. And the conversation she had just had with him revolved around a lot of things she kept private and personal. A few people knew about what had happened in the Lotus Hotel and Casino, and she didn't want to increase that number.

She stepped out of the sun chariot. "I'll go grab the sample," she told Apollo. She then crossed her arms and walked back into the dining pavilion, noting how they had gotten a bit of a break from the winter chill. She went on over to where Madalyne was, noticing that Zeke had left. She'd catch up with him later for archery - assuming they had time. Her vision was ominous and foreboding and she needed to focus on keeping Mads safe. "You can't ask why, but I need some of your blood," she whispered bluntly, only loud enough for Niah and Mads to hear as she stared at Mads.





Genosha: July 15th, 2021 - 1:00 PM


Veil, Casper, and Sunshine


Location: the Magda Eisenhardt Memorial Housing Complex - Omega Building: Renegade's Apartment
Skills: Mediumship

Veil felt Spark Plug's hand on her shoulder and she reached up, giving Spark Plug's hand a squeeze. She knew that she ought to be thinking more critically about the island, that Genosha had to be too good to be true - but a part of her was hopeful. Maybe it didn't matter how a place was made - maybe all that truly counted was what they did once they were there. Maybe the Hellfire Club was worthy of redemption. It was an uncomfortable thought, trying to remember the pain of the past yet look ahead towards the future.

So many mutants had died - and for what? They had always been fighting to just get mutants to safety, to take them out from a hostile situation and into a new one. It had never been about freedom, just hiding. But it seemed like here on Genosha, they could live openly - children could grow up feeling normal, without having to learn what it was like to be hunted and feared. Veil's eyes teared up again and she wiped them on the back of her sleeve. She then realized her clothes had changed - rather than wearing the white spandex, she was now in ripped jeans and a grey t-shirt with some red converse shoes.

Sunshine glanced at Kristina, and she nodded brightly. "This place is paradise. We can do whatever we'd like," she explained. "There's even natural hot tubs - the Broken Baths - that look out over the cliffs. There's no pollution on Genosha so you can see the stars at night. And wicked parties are thrown at the Carousel, I went to a telepathic concert with my fiancée last night and it was so cool! You could hear the music but also these psychic butterflies gave you the feeling of being the one performing, def recommend."

When Sunshine wasn't insulting Jack, she seemed more normal and calm than she had before Genosha. Yes, she had fallen in with a violent crowd of mutants, but so what? They were free here and each breath just fell so light. She had found a woman who was truly her soulmate and Sunshine couldn't imagine life anywhere else. Genosha really was paradise, where only the worthy (mutants) could dwell. Sure, there were a few human refugees, but Sunshine didn't count them as they were mostly the children of mutants. Sunshine smiled encouragingly at Waverley. "We're safe here."

She bit her lip slightly when Max asked her about the book. "I looked at it some, I dunno it seemed like magic stuff, you'd probably be better asking Selene about it - she's an actual witch." Truthfully, she had forgotten Max had asked her about it at all. She hadn't opened it, but she didn't want to tell him that. For whatever reason, she didn't want to hurt his feelings. Ugh.

Renegade led them into omega building. The entire building was overgrown with plants, vines twisting around it - yet the building couldn't have been more than a year old at most. Natural light spilled in through all of the windows, yet the temperature inside was perfect - as if someone was using the mutant power of air conditioning to run the place. "Forge designed the place, ah think some of you might know him?" Renegade mentioned, as they went up to the top floor and Renegade opened the door to her quarters. There were tons of photographs of her kids on the wall growing up, including one of Casper, age 6, wearing a sparkly pink dress and beaming into the camera. There was one of Jack, age 4, in a fedora with his face covered in birthday cake.

"And here are your things," Renegade said, tapping a large and heavy looking box - it instantly slid across the room as if she had given it a shove. If anyone tried to move it, it would take way more effort than her light tap. Renegade then opened up the lid, revealing only the things they had had on them when the terrigen bomb went off.

Casper was currently ignoring the two ghosts and he peered into the box, before he spotted his things. He purposefully left the ID, phone, and sobriety token behind. He left all of his old clothes too except for the black fur coat, pulling it out and wrapping it around himself. "Daddy's home," he declared with a slight smirk, striking a bit of a pose. He had always been super into fashion, ever since he was a little kid. "Not that your clothes weren't great," he told Max. Casper was in a pink t-shirt and a red skirt thanks to Max's magic. Not as flashy as he would have liked, but the fur coat brought it all together.

Havok had crossed his arms, not all too happy. He was wearing practically an identical outfit to Veil, only his t-shirt was white instead of grey. He didn't have anything on him when everything had happened. And he didn't care how pretty this place was - it gave him the creeps.
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