[center][h1][color=E989BB]Mythri Naidu[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Xavier's Jet[/I][/center]
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Mythri was thankful, along with the others, that her thoughts would not be read. Otherwise, they may not like what they hear. Such things like how she still doesn't trust Charles or Erik. Or how she is worried Ellie is going to go mental and kill people, further painting targets on their backs and showing the public what to fear. She shook off such thoughts before, but now, they were more prevalent than ever.

Mythri came to terms with the idea of heading into a facility, using her powers to protect and help. But she also made a promise to herself that she would be better than what society deems her as. And she would be damned if anyone on this plane messed with that. If Ellie wished to enact some personal vendetta against others, she would have to go through Mythri first. She didn't want it to come to that, but she had a feeling she would be left with very little choice.

She stared at Charles, as if trying to send him a thought (ironic considering the topic of conversation) urging him to listen. [color=E989BB]"I'm ready."[/color]