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"Ayita, be nice to Dean," Mary said with a slight laugh. It was kind of funny seeing Ayita likely terrify Dean, but still, she should lay off of it just a little bit. The kid was already having problems, she probably could have just said Boo! and Dean would have been even more scared. It didn't matter though, not in the long run at least, or well, more of she hoped it didn't. The team couldn't work effectively if one person was terrified of another team member after all.

"Now, on the point of the question you asked Dean, yes, Hank did date someone at one point. Trish Tilby, she tends to report on mainly anything revolving around mutants. Though let me just say, it is hilarious to think of what happened the last time Beast ran into her. The people I used to hang around with here at the mansion always had the best stories, so it didn't take me too long to hear that story," she said, snickering slightly at the thought. It always made her laugh even thinking about that story. She stopped laughing though, when there was the sounds of engines or something coming from outside.

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Lance did not like the fact that everyone was now coming into the lab. He preferred to be alone, especially considering what his emotions were wanting to do at the moment. He took a few deep breaths, before he glanced down at his hand, noticing the blood that was there, and the bits of glass, not to mention some chemicals. Quickly, he went over to the sink and started running cold water over his injuries, before he found a pair of tweezers that he used to pull the bits of glass out, wincing from the pain, before he turned to look at Guin, rolling his eyes slightly.

"Trust me, if I wanted to mock my father or anything, I'd probably come up with a much more creative way than just smashing things... Trust me on that one," he muttered, though he did give her a slight smile, before thinking of her question and that was when he was reminded of his conversation with Banner. "...Yeah, but hey, at least this time we got into an argument I wasn't sitting on the phone for half an hour arguing... But you are right, not in the best mood with him at the moment."

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"Carolina, you forgot to roll for initiative..." Mira muttered, before she picked up her own 20 sider. She just hoped that she'd get a roll that would beat the wolves, anything would be useful, and she rolled the die, and she groaned slightly. Of course, just her luck, she had rolled a 1, a 1! the worst possible roll imaginable! Letting out a bit of a sigh, she decided to sit there and think of what exactly she'd have her character do. After all, she did have plenty of time before it was her turn again.

That was when she got distracted by the sounds of engines, and she glanced over and saw an aircraft descending outside of the window. It took her a moment to recognize it, but as soon as she did her eyes grew wide. "Die koninklike vliegtuig, wat op aarde doen dit hier? Tensy dit beteken dat die koningin het besluit om terug te keer na die huis..." she said out loud, switching to her native tongue. After a moment, she glanced over at Neil, "Apologies, I need to see if that is who I think it is, you may continue without me, I'm going last anyway," she said before she got up from her chair and took off running outside, over to the ship.

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Guin blinked a bit as Annie came into the room. She was a bit of a daft one at times - more so in terms of social context than anything else. Glancing down at the plate, she had to fight the urge to groan. "No, those aren't mine. They're that prick Richard's," she answered. Guin arched an eyebrow and gave Lance an are you kidding me look as Annie warned him about the glass by his hands. To make matters worse, she pulled out her phone and saw a frankly disgusting text from Richard that also demonstrated his lack of understanding of basic English.

"I said fuck off, bastard, not fuck me," she muttered under her breath. She nodded slightly at Lance. Not only was she pissed at her dad now, she was angry with Richard as well. "Yeah, my dad is being a major pain in the ass too now - wait till you hear what he did," she told Lance, walking over to one of the computers in the chemical lab. She ran a hand through her hair as she worked and while it took her a bit to get the script how she wanted it, the end result was perfect.

Guin smirked slightly as she looked at her phone and put it away. Richard would likely figure out what she had done soon enough. It was an intricate system she had crafted but essentially, any piece of technology Richard tried to use would buffer, crash, and die completely on him. They would work for other people, just not Richard. "Hope you love the blue screen of death, asshat," she muttered under her breath.

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Dean was understandably jumpy, with the way Ayita was acting and Mary didn't even seem to care, just muttering to herself about some reporter Beast liked. While he could have been way more terrified, Dean managed to mostly stand his ground. His heart was beating rapidly and he knew that Ayita was toying with him, as frightening as that was. It brought back to him the stories about how she had killed a Brotherhood member in cold blood, ripping the woman's neck open - or something like that anyways.

"What the fucking hell is wrong with you?!" Dean snapped. His hands were shaking slightly as he looked around the room, his eyes darting between Mary and Ayita. "Do you think that's funny - acting like you're about to kill someone?! Goddamn it, Ayita, you're going to give someone a heart attack! I get you think this stuff is cool and all but really, it's barbaric!" Dean snapped. He was pacing back and forth, but thanks to his agility it almost looked like the rapid darting in an anima with the afterimage effect.

"Just...just leave me the hell alone, okay?! I mean it, you come near me again and I quit!" He looked at Mary, making sure she had heard that, and Dean sped out of the room, not stopping until he was outside. His hands were shaking and looked like they were vibrating.

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Neil nodded at what Mira said - Carolina needed to roll for initiative first. However, given that Sara and Mira both rolled terribly, he wouldn't have been surprised if she did end up going first in marching order anyways. He rolled for the THEM as the notecard on the table labeled them and got an 18. "Man, these wolves must be aggressive..." Neil said, putting Mira's notecard in last and Sara's in front. He then waited for Carolina to roll. He then flashed Sara a smile, noting what she had said but he couldn't do much until Carolina did her initiative.

He heard the sound of the engines and having lived in New York, he was used to the noises quinjets made with the Avengers flying all over the place. However, it sounded different and as he glanced out the window, it looked different too. He then glanced up as Mira said that she was going to go look at it and Neil couldn't help but be curious...though he didn't really want to draw attention to himself. "Um, yeah, I mean we can take a break...if you guys want to..." he said softly.

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Antoinette looked back at the plate of apples that were apparently Richard’s. She worried her bottom lip as she looked at the changed placement and then set the plate down quickly. It wasn’t that Antoinette was afraid of Richard persay, she just didn’t want to specifically get on his bad side. She kept her distance with the adder, even though she positively adored his sister.
”Well, I will just leave these here then,” she said and looked over at Lance. She watched his movements and could see shiny bits in his hands. It wasn’t until she winced with him that she realized it was glass. She quickly looked around for a first aid kit.
Honestly, you think she would be adept at first aid with all the running and amount of injuries either her or her father sustained but it was her father who looked after much of the mending. Thankfully being in a lab there was one hanging on the wall. Antoinette dashed over and grabbed the brilliant thing off the wall before she brought it over to Lance. She wasn’t sure if his light manipulation would allow him to heal himself but it was the thought that counts right?
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"Sorry, still getting used to the rules and stuff.." Carolina said awkwardly as she rubbed the back of her neck a little bit it was a little bit embarrassing after all. She grabbed the twenty sider dice and dropped it onto the table as she watched it for a moment and saw that she got a 16. She smiled a little bit, and leaned back in her seat until she stopped and heard the sound coming from outside, raising her eyebrow a little bit. She had heard Quinjets before flying around, during her brief time at Alucard where she did find out that her sister actually worked for SHIELD.

She turned to look out the window and saw that it was a different kind of jet, and looked towards Mira for a moment she spoke in another language that she couldn't understand. Carolina looked at Sara and Neil as Mira got up and left to greet whoever it was that was coming out of the weird looking jet. "We can continue or take a break whichever you guys want to do." Carolina said, she did want to find out who it was but didn't want to intrude or be rude either.

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Bethany continued to sit there looking between Guin and Lance a little bit as she listened to the two of them speak, she stood up and stretched a little bit. It felt a little bit uncomfortable now there was to many people in the room for her liking, Beth watched as Guin made her way towards a nearby computer and raised an eyebrow as she mentioned the blue screen of death. "Messing with Richard's technology, nice idea." Bethany said smirking a little bit, as her attention went to Annie as she set the plate down. "I'm sure he wont mind you eating it." She said shrugging just a little bit as she watched Lance's hand seeing the bits of glass that were in it.

Wincing ever so slightly, remembering the large pieces of glass that was in Lance's back during the whole OMEN thing. "Glass sure seems to be very attracted to you lately Lance." Bethany said with a slight laugh, as Anotinette went to get the first aide kit and tended to his hand, it must have been pretty painful as well.

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The clink of dishes stacking nicely on the self satisfied the infamous assassin, as he wrung his hands dry on a towel. He had nothing against them remaining wet but wet scales were different than wet hands. Though he was not so free in his shifting as his sister, he did do it from time to time. Especially when he wanted to go unnoticed. Pulling out his phone to check the device, his face fell into a scowl as the blast thing went to that dreaded blue screen. A bad curse that. He hated seeing that particular shade of blue when it did happen. It meant a load of bills and time he didn't have to spend to get the damned thing fix.

Shoving it back into his pocket with the intent of waiting until their resident Stark was in a better mood to ask her to fix it. While he had set aside the suit jacket for the time he had dressed impeccably in black trousers and a devil's own red shirt, of which he was rolling the cuffs down as he decided to hunt down some other form of amusement. If he couldn't get to his music, well a book wasn't too fun now was it? Aimlessly wandering as he stretched his legs and considered what to do.

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Shrugging at Marygold with an absent move, Ayita didn't see why she would not be nice to the younger mutant. She had been merely playing with after all, it wasn't wasn't like she was literally unsheathing some very real claws. A playful tussle with words, the real tussle with said claws she would save for her mater or brother. Those who were more... durable. Though her look of indifference was shattered when Dean snapped sharply and started flickering about the room. Had she ears they would have been laid back as the speedster laid into her. Whatever she had been suspecting it had not been this.

Taking a step back under the torrent of words she felt them stab deeply within her, even as her amber eyes turned from confusion to that awful blankness of someone retreating within themselves. She hadn't been even close to hurting or hunting him! If Ayita had wanted him dead or acting like she was about to kill him then why was she in this human form? She could understand she was still deadly even as a human, but it was not how she preferred to kill. Then again, the young Laine preferred not to kill at all. Turning sharply away from Dean, she leaned heavily in the window listening to the speedster bolt outside. Her back stiff as Ayita clenched her jaw tightly. Perhaps Damon was right to fly north? But what of Richard, Allison and- dare she admit it- Guin? The latter had been scooped under her brother's figurative wing and for some reason that meant her wing as well. Perhaps this was a foolish thought, but it made sense. Then again it had been Richard who raised her.

Her form cracked and groaned as she fought back the urge to shift. To fly away to some remote location and nurse this injury. Tempting as it was, Richard would wonder and she didn't want to cause a rift between him and 'The Puppy' as Richard called Dean. He was fond of the lad though it was more in the sense he found the younger mutant a source of amusement. Like a fond book. With a sigh, Ayita studied the golden ring- worn and old as it was- and gave into the change. The great horned owl remaining perched on the sill of the window however as she puffed her feathers up in agitation. Perhaps she was barbaric after all! Clacking her beak she preen with harsh strokes at her wings, pulling feathers out with a certain viciousness. It wasn't as if she had pretended to be anything other than what she was!

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Allison walked down the stairs onto the ground floor, keeping an eye out for the speedster. She assumed he would be with Guin, but she had no idea where she was either. She hoped she wasn't in their room making out and stuff. Or whatever. She heard voices nearby and walked over to the parlour, seeing Mary, Ayita, and Dean all around. She walked in to see Dean visibly upset over Ayita for something. Screaming about leaving.

"What is going on in here? Is everything okay?" She scanned the others, to see if everything was truly okay. Especially Mary as she assumed the woman would be taking control of things now or soon. After she spoke, she heard the sound of a helicopter approach. She turned to face the direction of the sound. "You guys hear that? Sounds like someone's coming. That has not been a good sound recently."

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Sara was a bit annoyed the game was being interrupted as Mira shot up and left the room. "Yeah fine, we can break." Sara leaned back in her chair and put her feet up on the table, careful not to knock over the board and the figures. She pulled her phone out and put her earplugs in and began playing music. She tapped her foot and bobbed her head as the sounds poured out through her headphones.

"And you'll be left in the dust...unless I stuck by ya..." She sang more or less to herself, but she glanced up at Neil and winked at him. "You're a sunflower....you're a sunflower.." She didn't know why, but she loved that song. She continued the beat session, waiting for Mira to return. A helicopter wasn't anything to worry about after all. Even if it was, she was fairly confident a building full of mutants could take out one helicopter full of people.

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@LadyRunic Richard would run into a young girl, and I do mean literally run into. The girl falls to the ground, but is easily back up on her feet again as a pair of fairy wings appear on her back. "Hey? Who are you? What are you doing? Why'd you run into me? Are you doing anything cool?" she asked, talking really quickly as she started flying around him like an annoying bug, or fairy or something.

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Mary let out a sigh, before she turned to look at Ayita, seeing her shift animals. "Seriously Ayita? You need to actually watch what you say, since otherwise everyone will hate you, and this may seem funny to you, but things like death and killing people are actually sensitive subjects, so you need to get your act together!" she snapped at her, getting annoyed slightly at the girl. Hearing Allison enter the room, she glanced over at her. "Yeah yeah, everything is fine aside from Ayita terrifying Dean for no good reason."

After talking to Allison, she left the room, and was wondering where Dean had gone off to. She felt like she probably should talk to him about what had happened. A thought occurred to her, and she raced to her room for a moment, before racing outside after Dean. She was carrying a sort of project she had been working on, but hadn't been planning on giving these sorts of things yet. It was kind of an apology sort of thing for snapping at everyone during the incident with OMEN, but maybe it can help to calm Dean down now.

"Hey Dean!" she called, hurrying over to him. "...Sorry about what happened with Ayita, she went a bit too far with that, honestly I don't know why she'd even think it was okay for that... Anyway, wanted to give you something, hopefully to help make you feel better about things... Been working on a little project for the past few weeks, made something for just about everyone, wasn't planning on giving anything out yet, but you look liked you might need something to cheer you up..." Mary handed him a potted flower of sorts, except its coloring was strange. The petals of the flower were swirls of blue and pink, while the stem of the plant was a darker orange color of sorts. "Don't worry... It shouldn't ever wilt or anything..." she added, before glancing over at the aircraft that was there now.

"Well... Definitely did not expect her to be showing up..." Mary said, starting to smile as she saw the woman exiting the aircraft.

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Lance was starting to wonder if Guin was okay, since odds of them both having an argument with their dads on the same day seemed a little slim to him. Not to mention she was acting a bit strange to him, but it didn't matter. He was currently a little more concerned with the pain in his hand from the cuts that were there. Giving Annie a slight smile before he used his free hand to start looking through what it was that was in the first aid kit. The cuts weren't too deep on his hand luckily, so he didn't need anything drastic in order to patch it up. "Uh, yeah, mind helping me out by grabbing the bandage roll and helping me wrap this up?" he asked Annie as he grabbed a paper towel and dried his hand off, there was still blood coming from his hand.

Hearing Bethany's comment made him think of several instances in his life where he'd been injured by glass, and unfortunately, it happened more often than he would care for. Lance was wondering whether or not to actually respond to that, but for once in his life he was perfectly fine with talking to other people. "...It seems to be that way for a good part of my life... Try being thrown or dragged through a window... And I'm not talking about an open window either..."

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She hadn't really explained to anyone why she had raced out to meet with the ship, having switched to her native language, but that didn't matter. Mira was happy to see it land as she recognized the ship as the ramp lowered, even before she saw the person who walked down towards them. She instantly crossed her arms over her chest and bowed slightly, and the woman who stepped out laughed seeing her. "No need for that Mirembe, I'm not Queen of Wakanda yet," Ororo Munroe said as she walked forward.

"I-I-I know that... It just seems a little weird to me not to..." she managed to stammer out ever so slightly. Mira remembered when she had met Storm, and the woman had always been kind to her. Not to mention when she had found out about what exactly had led to Mira ending up at the Institute, she had gone to go see what she could do. It was a little unexpected for her to end up engaged to marry King T'Challa, but apparently life was full of surprises. She owed a lot to Storm, the woman had made it so that should she choose to, she had nothing to fear in going back home.

There was a gust of wind as Pietro Maximoff appeared by them, wearing a hat that said Department of Defense on it. "Oh, hey there Storm, you beat me here! Then again I had to run across the ocean and back, and go talk to a few other people along the way. Seriously though, you're making me look bad!"

Storm laughed, hearing the speedster, "Well Mr. Maximoff, you may be one of the fastest people on the planet, but I'm sure there are even things out there that can outrun you."

"Yeah well... Never going to get me to admit that!"

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Richard blinked and looked down at the small child who had seemingly appeared out of no where. Albeit, he wasn't used to being on the look out for flying children when they weren't at least teenager height. Though he supposed there would be the odd child who could grow or shrink. Child, Richard mused with annoyance privately preferring the term brats. The exception being his sister and perhaps her friend Allison. Though the surprise of a small girl running into him didn't end there as the pixie sprouted fairy like wings and began hovering about him. Questioning firing fast than he could answer them.

Raising his hand slightly, Richard gently scooted her to the side as he continued down the hall and towards the doors leading outside as a far too troublesome could be heard. "My apologies for running into you, small... child." He gritted his teeth against calling her a brat. Though he supposed it wasn't fair as this was a particularly young one. Taking a breathe, he decided the humor the girl. Often when you did they went away or were content enough to be quiet and think for a time. "Richard Laine, is who I am. Though who are you and what are you doing here?" A fair trade and honestly he expected a frivilous answer that would get him no where. Pesky Pixie Brat, the man muttered in his head.

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Ayita looked over her feathered shoulder as her eyes blinked slowly at Allison as her friend came into the room. Mary's words slicing into the owl-woman as their 'leader' berated her. Whirling in a blur of feathers, Ayita flashed into her human form. Her eyes snapping with something that wasn't quite human as she stared at the door Marygold had just strutted from like a prideful bitch. Sorely tempted to go after the woman and give her exactly the details of what the plant weaving fungus had said, Ayita paced. Her eyes looking about the room for 'prey', something she could tear into. Yanking the leash on the instinct that demanded she challenge the alpha bitch, amber eyes widened in horror.

"I'm a monster." Ayita whispered finally, sitting down heavily on the sofa. Her head in her hands as she shook with a mix of grief and rage. "Perhaps he was right in going North. Perhaps that where monsters belong." Honestly, Ayita wanted nothing more than to rip into Dean and Marygold's minds and give them the years she had spent surviving. She had tried to explain it to the girl, Sarah, but the girl had only seen the form and not the waves that crashed against her. Rubbing the golden ring on her finger, Ayita looked up at Allison.

"I- I was merely teasing. Playing. Is that not something you- people," Ayita corrected herself firmly. "-do? Is that so barbaric? I did not joke about death or killing but the facts of the hunt! As if they do not do the same when they hunt deer in the forest! They act as though I would actually do- That I would hunt the stupid boy!" A tear slipped from Ayita eye as she stared at the spot it left on her hand in wonder and sorrow. She had never been so frustrated with something, though she had been wounded. It was the helpless rage that she could do nothing about it, that ripped the wild woman open. That those people only saw the creature that ripped the throat out of one human and trampled others. Scrubbing at her eye desperately, Ayita sent the tail end of her thought to Allison. [color=ForestGreen]"... Can't let Brother see... He'll- No, he must not know." Her brother was protective and for even one tear of her's to be shed? Ayita didn't want him and Marygold or Dean going at it.

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"Be careful, Lando, wouldn't want you to get any new scars," Guin commented. She then hesitated for a moment. It was an awkward sort of sense at times, but she knew that Pietro was nearby. Though at the moment, she couldn't focus properly so she wasn't sure just how near that was - he could be in the mansion or in the nearest city. She hadn't heard any sounds of distress from Richard cursing his fate, which was to be honest, at least a little bit disappointing.

Guin pulled her phone out of her pocket and checked it for a second. There were eight missed calls from her father. Three of them had voicemails. She sighed, taking her phone out and she listened to them. She felt antsy anyways. One of them was an actual apology. Glancing around at the others, Guin shrugged a bit and grabbed her stuff - including the collapsible bow she kept slung over her shoulder. "Gotta take this. Smell you later," she told them, heading out into the hallway.

She then called her father back. "What?"

"We didn't get to finish our conversation Penguin... I'm sorry for what had happened..."

"Are you really? Or just sorry that I found out about it?" Guin asked, walking down the hallway. She opened the door to the pool and glanced inside. No one was there. The gymnasium was probably filled with stuff for the musical.

"No, I am sorry about what I did!"

"Why do you always yell at me?!"

"I wasn't meaning to yell..." Guin took a deep breath. She recited from memory the last few hosts of Saturday Night Live to calm her down slightly, as she walked inside and stood on the edge of the pool. "...Sorry for losing my temper..." She had a bit of an urge to jump into the pool, fully clothed, and just let herself sink to the bottom and see how long she could hold her breath.

"No, I'm the one who should be sorry Guin..."

"Why'd you do it, Dad? Why hurt Pietro?" Why hurt me like that? she thought.

"...I got really annoyed with the kid alright? You know I never really liked him... Actually, sad thing is didn't take much, PHIL apparently already had a partial grudge against the speedster of his own, sort of just nudged it in that direction a bit more..."

"But I like him, Dad! And he likes me for me and not because my dad is freaking Iron Man.... He makes me really happy." Guin's eyes were watering slightly. She was pacing back and forth. The pool water was looking more and more tempting.

"...I get that now Guin... I didn't lie when I said I'd been meaning to fix his coding or something... He's kind of grown on me so I don't exactly hate him..."

"Dad, you can't just kill my boyfriend even if you don't l-l-like him!" She had accidentally triggered herself, bringing up memories of Muscles and his death.

"...Who said anything about killing?"

"PHIL, constantly, all the time! Because of what you did!"

"He hasn't tried to kill him Penguin, I only programmed PHIL to make the occasional comment in Pietro's direction, maybe make fun of him. Or on occasion maybe make a threat or something about what'll happen if he hurts you, anything else was from him, not me."

Guin calmed down slightly."Well PHIL is dead to me anyways now. Sorry if that ruins your dream of tracking my every move or whatever like a stalker." Her father had already admitted to installing PHIL's violent tendencies - but the AI had been far from perfect to begin with. She could see it being a mixture of the two sources.

"Alright, that's fine with me Guin... You are an adult after all and can make your own choices now..."

"You promise? No tricks?"

"Promise Penguin."

"Is that a full promise or 12% of a promise?"

"Full promise."

"....Love you Daddy," she mumbled. She wasn't certain if the full promise would end up being a real promise, however. Her father was a trickster at times.

"I love you too Penguin." The phone call ended and Guin turned her phone off, before putting it back into her pocket. She knelt down by the edge of the water and looked at it intently. "Do you count as important water? Will I find out if I'm a real princess or not?" Guin asked the pool water. She didn't expect an answer and truthfully, getting one would have freaked her out a little bit. The water didn't respond of course and she sighed, brushing a bit of hair out of her face.

Everyone else on the team had amazing powers and abilities - but when she looked at her reflection in the water, she saw just herself - just Guin. Someone who shouldn't be on the team - someone who might have somehow caused Muscles' death by being in a battle when they shouldn't have been. She wiped her eyes on her sleeve. Her hands where shaking and her mind was starting to suggest sad thoughts to her - that maybe Pietro was avoiding her since he was nearby and hadn't come to say hello. Logically, she knew it was stupid - but emotionally, it felt like ages since she had seen him.

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Dean huffed a bit as Mary came up to him. He was fully prepared to yell at her too, to point out that she was running a team that was filled with a hostile work environment. If his family had been rich enough to have a family attorney, he would have been ready to call them and ask to sue the school for trauma. But as she brought out the customized plant with his favorite colors, the tension in his shoulders lessened slightly. He took the plant from her and instantly felt stressed - was he responsible enough to care for a plant?

"...How'd you know pink, orange, and blue are my favorite colors?" Dean asked her, a bit stunned. His cheeks then flushed. Had Mary found his secret Pinterest board with wedding decor and the likes? He hadn't been brave enough to admit it to anyone just yet, but he was really getting into planning events of any sort of kind - and weddings just made his heart sing. He didn't quite know what else to say to Mary.

Dean then glanced, seeing the craft land and his eyes widened. His first thought? "...Crap, aliens?" he whispered. Mary however didn't seem to be alarmed at all and he clutched his potted plant protectively. He really liked his plant already and had named it Princess Peach secretly. One of his friends, Quicksilver, then showed up and Dean looked at him, confused.

"...Pietro, what did you do?" Dean asked, nodding at the hat.

"Oh, this? I've had one for a while... Lost it a few years back though, so I just stopped by while I was racing back to New York and well... The rest is kind of history..."

"...You broke into the Pentagon to steal a hat?" Dean asked, incredulous.

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Neil nodded, as his group agreed on taking a slight break while Mira ran outside. As much as he was curious, his legs felt like jelly as Sara winked at him. He folded his legs up onto the seat and grabbed his sketch pad. He then took out a pencil and started to draw. His checks had a slight blush to them, since he knew what his hand had started to draw, but it was just a gift to someone who put up with his lackluster DMing skills. Or maybe he would never even show it to her!

His sketching was very quick and dirty. It was probably a good idea that he had decided not to show it to her. His proportions were all off and by the time he finished, well... It looked more like a pig than it did Sara. His eyes widened slightly and he quickly scrawled Pig by N.S. underneath as the title. He wished that he could just disappear as he tried to fold more and more into himself. At least they couldn't see his sketchpad, right? Neil frantically flipped to a new, fresh sheet of paper in it. Oh god, he was ruined... His heart was pounding about a thousand times a second and he felt like he might die if Sara even looked at him right then.

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She glanced back at the plate of apples and shook her head before returning her attention to Lance and his hands. Unless Richard said she could have the apples, she wasn’t about to chance it. She opened up the first aid kit for Lance to look through and when he looked at her with a smile she beamed back at him. He gave her a few instructions and she followed them as best as she could.
”Should you wash your hands first?” she asked, noting the blood that still spotted his hands in some place.
She took the bandage roll and started to unwrap it so there was a good length on it to begin this wrapping. Lance responded to Bethany and she listened to his little story of being dragged through a window. She looked at him, measuring his eyes before she shook her head. They were all just kids, and yet they faced more than most adults ever had to worry about.

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Carolina leaned back in her seat a little bit more as her attention went between Sara and Neil for a moment, watching the two for a few seconds and smirked a little bit to herself. "I'll leave you two love birds alone for a little bit, text me or something whenever you guys are ready to continue." Carolina said as she gently patted Neil's shoulder as she started to think about seeing what Annie was up to, as she left the library Carolina started to look around. Having a feeling that she was most likely in the gym still working on the set for the play.

She headed down the stairs, to the subbasement of the mansion which still felt like a maze to her at times, as she looked around, then she stopped when she started to hear some voices. She turned around and headed into the chemical laboratory as she stopped seeing Bethany, Annie and Lance there. She gave Beth a slight annoyed look at her, still annoyed for her little prank stealing her art supplies seeing her friend tending to Lance. "What happened to you?" Carolina asked Lance.

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"You know some women dig scars." Bethany said looking at Lance for a moment and smiled a little bit as she looked at Guin and gave her a slight nod and wave. "See you later then Guin." She said as she waved towards the Stark girl, as she hoped off of the counter she had been perched on. Letting Annie try and tend to Lance's bloodied hand now, she looked around as she started to try and find some cleaning supplies for the mess that he made. "So know where the cleaning stuff is?" Bethany asked Lance looking over at him for a moment.

A few seconds later Bethany stopped as she heard Carolina's voice and stared at the girl for a moment, thinking of another way to mess with her again. She did like messing with Carolina's art supplies from time to time, as she looked at Lance for a second. "He accidentally dropped some chemical stuff." Bethany simply answered her as she looked at Annie knowing that the two of them were roommates as well.

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Allison watched as Mary left to chase a scared Dean. She didn't know what had happened, but it seemed Ayita freaked Dean out. To be fair, Dean felt like the type of guy to jump at a mouse, but she also knew that Ayita, her best friend here, could take it over the top. What upset her was seeing Ayita take it hard. She had never been one to express herself so..emotionally. She had a feeling Damon may be a cause.

"Hey, Ayita, HEY!" She said loudly to get the woman's attention. "You are not a monster and I will not have you talking like that! You are your own person and that is never a bad thing. Never! I don't know what you said to ruffle Dean's feathers, but if it made him upset, and you feel bad, just apologize. Explain to him why. He's in touch with his feelings, he'll understand. And maybe apologize to Mary too. Lord knows she doesn't need much to fly off the handle, but she's dealing with a lot too."

"And I won't tell him, but you should express yourself to him more. He is protective, that much is certain, but you can't continue to be scared he'll find out anything and everything because, and we've talked about this before, he'll find out eventually and it is best it comes from you than from someone else. You are my friend, Ayita. If you need to talk about something, talk to me. I may be the best person to, given everyone else here."

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Sara didn't hear or see Carolina leave, but she must have. She had been engrossed in her music, which was often a problem. She was lost when it came to music. She had been thinking recently about getting back into her music. She left it for so long as she was busy with other things like saving the world from OMEN.

She noticed Neil had begun sketching something. She couldn't resist herself, she shimmied over to him and put her arm around him, glancing at his work. "Whatcha drawing Spellman?" She took a look at the work and saw the words pig on it. She didn't quite see the image of a pig, but she was not a drawer, so anyone doing it earned her respect.

"A pig? Nice drawing. Do you like drawing? I was just thinking about getting back into music."

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@LadyRunic "Uh, my name is Tatl and I'm a student here, duh! You are wandering around a school you know! What are you doing here? You are too old to be a student and doubt you'd be hired as a teacher!" she said, still buzzing around Richard when a young boy who looked to be around the same age as the girl came flying down the hallway with a pair of wings identical to hers, except they were much darker in color.

"Hey, whatcha doing Tatl?" he asked, zipping around and round in circles around Richard.

"I got bored, and he ran into me!" she responded, pointing a finger at Richard. "This is my brother Tael by the way before you ask anymore stupid questions."

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"Call it a bit of a lucky guess," she responded with a smile, not wanting to tell him what it was that she had done to figure that one out.

"Dean, I didn't go break into the Pentagon just to steal one hat you know, I'm not that stupid," Pietro said with an eye roll, "What do you take me for, an amateur? No, I didn't just steal one hat... I broke into the Pentagon to steal two hats, there is a big difference there! Thought Guina might enjoy having one, now to go find her to give it to her..." he added as he pulled out another hat identical to the one he was wearing with a bit of a smirk before he raced off again.

Mary just rolled her eyes slightly at Pietro before he raced away, of course he'd do that. Honestly it made her wonder just what exactly it was that he carried around all of the time besides a box worth of Twinkies. The guy was a major Kleptomaniac, so she figured that anything that had gone missing in the mansion likely was his doing, made sense in her mind anyway. She turned now to look over at Storm and gave her a bit of a smile. "Hey there Storm, how have you been? Clearly not too busy to come on by here... What exactly are you doing here anyway? I haven't seen you show up around here in a while."

"It has been some time now hasn't it? Wouldn't be surprised if I was the only person to show up to be honest. Reason I figured that Quicksilver was wanting to rush off more quickly than I would have expected before back in Wakanda, I suspect that he likely was sent to play messenger for Xavier... He wished to talk to us about a few things, not too sure what it was exactly."

"So, everyone else is coming back too? That's great! It certainly has been a while... Anyway, fairly certain that the Professor is in his office right now, and it is getting a bit dark outside, so we might want to see about heading in anyways..." she said, before turning back towards the mansion and walking back towards the entrance.

Mira had remained fairly quiet throughout the entire conversation, just thinking about the fact that Storm had come back to the mansion. It had been a while, since she had been in Wakanda, so it made her want to ask a bunch of questions. However, she knew that it was likely that Storm might be somewhat tired from her journey across the ocean, so she figured she'd try talking to her a little bit later. Not to mention that she had a game to get back to, and she headed back inside

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"Bye Guin..." Lance called after her. "I've already sort of washed it off, it should be alright..." he said to Annie, as she'd be able to finish wrapping up his hand. It was going to be sore for a while, that much was obvious, but there wasn't much he could really do about it now. He had been a bit careless and let his anger get the better of him, which was something he was not too thrilled about. The conversation between him and his father came back to his mind, causing him to take a few deep breaths in order to remain calm, before turning to address the others.

Lance wasn't too thrilled at everyone being in the lab suddenly like that, it was a bit annoying. He generally came to the lab to get away from everyone else, but turns out others wanted to show up and bug him or something. "...I didn't exactly drop it, I more of... Um... Smashed it..." he mumbled softly, correcting what Bethany had said slightly. It was not something he was too thrilled about, that was for sure. And he was still mad at himself for letting his anger get the better of him like that.

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Pietro races into the library, and runs right over to Sara and Neil. "Hey, you guys haven't by chance seen Guina anywhere? Honestly, thought I'd ask before I went zipping throughout the entire mansion looking for her, probably annoy more than a few people about it... So, know where she is?" he asked, looking between the two of them, "Uh, hope I wasn't interrupting something..."

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Her mind still had no idea where Pietro was, but Guin was close to giving up trying to reach out to him. She let out a sigh, just looking at the water in the pool. It was strange to reflect on everything that had happened - she had joined S.H.I.E.L.D. because she was bored and wanted to make her father proud. She had been assigned to the X-Men since she had grown up around enhanced individuals. It was a coincidence that she herself had turned out to be a mutant and she ended up joining the team because of...

"Pietro," Guin said softly, finishing her train of thought.

"I have often dreamed of a far off place
Where a hero's welcome would be waiting for me
Where the crowds would cheer, when they see my face
And a voice keeps saying this is where I'm meant to be,"

Guin sang, her voice soft as she continued to look into the watery depths. As if there was some sort of holographic projection, she could see the Battle of New York. She could see the explosion of the Hanson Power Plant. She could see Pietro kissing her on a rooftop in New York City for the first time. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw Muscles and a tear fell down her face.

"I'll be there someday, I can go the distance
I will find my way if I can be strong
I know every mile would be worth my while
When I go the distance, I'll be right where I belong..."

She ceased singing, looking around the room for a moment. She dried her eyes and took a breath, knowing where she had to go next. Guin took a last minute to glance around the pool, feeling like she had wallowed in sadness and self pity for enough. She hated it when people did that and she had been doing little else for the last few months, it felt. Wanting to clear her head and not have the annoying sensation of a speedster that might be nearby in the background, she managed to mostly muffle the mental link.

Leaving the pool, she headed down to the second sub basement. All of the super cool X-Men stuff was stored down here - mission files, Cerebro, the Danger Room, and so much more. She couldn't help but wish that Xavier would let her see the Cerebro plans - but he refused to. It was incredibly annoying. There was also the world communication monitor - but what largely caught her notice was that Beast and Wolverine were down here. It looked like Beast was running a training sim for Wolverine in the Danger Room.

She went and poked her head into the control room. "Hey Beast, Logan? Mind if I join the training?" Guin asked, a bit timid.

"Might I ask why Ms. Stark? Most tend to avoid any sort of training session where Wolverine is involved."

"My Aunt Nat said to always challenge yourself in training - and I could honestly use the stress relief," Guin said. "And not to mention, none of the other trainers actually push me since they're worried Pietro will yell at them or whatever..."

"Are you sure about this? The training simulation is not the easiest one that there is..."

"I'm sure - if it's okay with Logan, of course...."

Beast let out a bit of a sigh, before he turned to activate the communications for the Danger Room, "Wolverine, Ms. Stark is wondering if she could join you for a training session."

"Fine with me, get the kid in here if she's going to join and stop talking already," came the response.

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Dean shook his head slightly at Pietro. The man was completely ridiculous - breaking into the Pentagon to steal two hats?! It was stupid and that was saying something, since Dean had the intellectual capacity of a teaspoon. He rubbed his forehead for a moment, feeling what might have been a tension headache coming on but it quickly passed. He figured it had to have been from Ayita's traumatizing routine of threatening. "I'm - I'm gonna go put my plant in my room," Dean said awkwardly. He gave Storm a bit of a bow before heading into the mansion, running like the floor was lava through the first floor and not stopping until he reached the second staircase.

"Phew, no Ayita..." he whispered. He was afraid that she would castrate him or something. He made his way to his room and put the plant in a safe space by a window, hoping that it would get plenty of sunlight there. He then glanced at the mess his room was because of the musical. He had loved planning prom and planning the musical was just as fun - if not more. It helped to focus on planning things, rather than what he was going to do about Allison or Carolina. It was just too complicated a situation, especially when Allison's best friend was the savage Ayita.

Unfortunately, he knew it wasn't healthy to just stay in his room all day - even if it meant hiding from Ayita. He figured he'd be able to find some friends of his somewhere around the mansion, Maximoff was speeding around from what he could tell. Leaving his room, he went down the hallway and made his way to the staircase.

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Neil's eyes widened, hearing Carolina call him and Sara lovebirds, and he felt like he was going to puke. He didn't like Sara like that - okay, maybe he did but Neil wasn't able to admit it to her. And how had Carolina caught onto his crush? Hopefully Sara would be kind enough to just kill him, rather than press him with questions about what Carolina had said. It took him a moment before he realized that Sara hadn't seemed to hear what Carolina had said. He let out a bit of a sigh of relief, regaining feeling in his toes.

"Y-yeah, a pig... It's um... inspired by Circe... and um..." Neil was clearly flustered. He never felt confident enough to show people his drawings and Sara had not only seen one, but she was asking him about it. He bit his lip, taking a deep breath. "Sorry, I um... I'm not used to talking about my drawings... I do like to draw, though," he admitted, looking up at her. He looked a bit timid and exposed. This wasn't how he had imagined things to turn out - he was in his element when he was the Dungeon Master but now? He was just a flustered kid.

Damn that aircraft and whoever was inside of it... They were revealing his poor social skills.

"...Who?" he asked, never having heard of a Guina. "And no, not at all..."

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Richard nearly groaned alound as he watched a second pixie float down the stairs. The child's brother and while he could understand the relationship, he didn't care one wit for the two. Adorable, yes. But now was not the time! [color=Olive}"I am something of a guard, I guess you could say. I'm merely here for sake of my own sister. You might know her... Tall, keeps shifting into different animals, perchant for wearing beads and feathers in her hair?"[/color] And right over there, he noted as he noticed his sister stalk from the palor, looking eager almost to rip into any potential enemies. Now what had woken up Ayita's temper? What had riled the woman to embrace the hunt, or was it just that time of the month?

Or was the pregnant? Richard stiffened as Tatl and Tael's words became white noise to him. Ayita pregnant was a horrifying thought. He was too young yet to be an Uncle, let alone her a mother! Surely Damon and her hadn't been so foolish? Allison was with her, so perhaps their local witchy woman might know? Running through a list of all the potential pregnant traits belonging to birds, various mammals and humans Richard stared at the wall ahead of him in slight horror at the possibility. It couldn't be could it? Surely there had to be something wrong? Something that was said? An old nightmare? That was it!

That had to be it.

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Startled by Allison's vehemence, Ayita blinked owlishly at her friend as the younger girl concluded the lecture. Stunned from her rage and pain for those brief moments. "You are the only one." The shifter agreed though the words carried more their own weight as her mind gently brushed against Allison's, it wasn't a invasive thought but one that conveyed the sense of love and affection that Ayita felt towards her. When words failed, the sharing of her meaning was sometimes the best thing to do. Pushing herself up off the couch, Ayita wrapped a long arm about Allison's shoulders to pull her close. Her head rest onto of the woman's blonde hair. "I will speak to Brother later about this. He will need to know, but not before time has cooled it enough that I will hold back his rage." For Richard would rage and most likely at the one he held in the greatest disdain which was Marygold. Ayita, as it was currently, was sorely tempted to let him but the team didn't deserve that. Nor did Guin who Richard cared for.

Looking towards the sound of a craft, her amber eyes narrowed as she urged Allison toward the door to the palor. "Someone has come." There was still an defeated slump to the woman's shoulders and a hurt look in her eyes as she made for the patio outside where she heard the ship. "We should see who it is who treads on our territory." Ayita wished she had her bow, and thought she might make like her brother did to have a ranged weapon on her always. But then again, Richard was wise in the ways of gun and she was not so fond of the foolish weaponry human's were constantly debating over.

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Antoniette wrapped up his hand well enough, saying happily goodbye to Guin as she departed. She smoothed out the fabric on his hand gently before smiling at having accomplished something new. She repacked the first aid kit before going to return the kit to its place on the wall. When she turned back around, Carolina had entered the room. She made a delighted noise before skipping over to her best friends side. She latched onto her arm, both multicoloured eyes shining brilliantly.
Over the past few months the two of them had grown close and were now roommates which thrilled Antoinette immensely. Their room was covered with their artwork and it was like walking into a beautiful dream every time she entered. Carolina seemed to have asked Lance a question to which Bethany promptly answered but then Lance tentatively corrected. Her smile faded a little as she listened to Lance’s struggle to speak and perhaps guilt of doing so. Her blue eye shone a bit more as one of her power’s worked a bit, picking up on more of Lance’s discomfort. He seemed on edge with the amount of people in the room and she looked away from him to her friend.
”Would you take me upstairs? I got myself turned around again and can’t seem to find the stairs.”

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Carolina looked over and smiled brightly at Antoinette and gave her friend a very tight hug, she really enjoyed Annie's company a lot of the time spending some late nights talking or drawing, or even painting. She enjoyed their room as well full of their own art, as she eyed Lance and Bethany for a moment. She of course knew that Beth didn't want her in the room right now, and Carolina didn't really want to be around Bethany all that much either. "I can take you back upstairs, I still get confused and get turned around pretty easily as well." Carolina said with a slight laugh. As she looked towards Lance and Beth once more, and gave them a slight wave, before turning around and started to head out of the Chemical Lab and back up stairs.

Carolina made her way back up the stairs and they were in the formal sitting room now, as she looked over towards her friend and draped an arm over Annie's shoulder. "So took a little break from Neil's DnD game, what do you want to do? There is some pizza still if you want some." Carolina offered, she was pretty full now at this point as well after eating so much right now.

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Bethany stared at Carolina and Annie before they both eventually left, sighing a little bit and it was just the two of them again as she eventually found some cleaning supplies and started to clean up the mess that Lance had made. Her attention turned back over towards Lance for a moment. "So, did you want to hang out?" Bethany offered, she wasn't sure what else to do right now, she did think about sneaking into Carolina's room again and mess with some of her art work, but decided against it for now. Bethany then started to stretch out a little bit.

"Or we could find out where Guin is or something to." Bethany suggested, figuring that there was something that they could do together right now she was pretty bored, and she didn't really have anything else to do. It was getting pretty dark now at this point as well, as she looked over towards the door half expecting to see someone else come through the door.

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Allison took some comfort in knowing her friend felt better, but it would do her some good to check in on Dean (and possibly Mary) later on to do some damage control. She knew Ayita meant well in all things, but the girl was not the most up-to-date on everything. Plus, she was sure the married life and having Damon far away did not help matters. She hugged the girl back, thankful she helped to some extent.

"I love you, girl. I am sure it was a misunderstanding. Lots of stress going around with the play. Give him some time and I am sure it will be all good." She felt the warmth of Ayita's thoughts in her own mind and felt comfort in that. She knew Ayita did not have many close friends here and she was proud to be one of them. She was rough, but if one took the time, she was as good a friend as any.

"Yes, let's away." She said dramatically as they made their way outside to greet the new arrivals.

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Sara studied the drawing a bit more as something was nudging her. The way the face looked. Upon careful inspection, she noticed some slight details in it. It wasn't so much pig-like as it was...Sara-like. Had the boy tried to draw her, epically fail, and then try to hide it. Sara would be pissed off if it wasn't so sweet. She enjoyed teasing him too, she didn't want that to stop.

She patted his shoulder. "It's really good! You should show it off more. Maybe after the play, we can do an art exhibit or something like normal schools have. I could play a song and you can share your work. If you want to, though." It was that moment that Pietro came running down in search of Guin. God, did the two ever remain apart for long. "Yeah dude, as you can tell we were passionately making out before you interrupted. Clearly she is not down here and I have not seen her. Check in with Lance or Mary, I'm sure she's with either one of them or they at least know where she is."

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@LadyRunic "Who? The weirdo girl who kind of scares half the school sometimes? Haven't seen her!" Tatl said quite loudly, buzzing around his head some more, "Why are you looking for her? Did she do something wrong? Why do you want to know? Are you even listening to all of my questions? What type of guard or whatever you are are you if you don't listen? You are a fake news adult! Nothing you say makes any sense!"

"...I've seen the one you were talking to, she was in the parlor last I saw of her, noticed her when I went zipping by." Tael responded, flying around.

@Morose@FantasyChic Pietro nodded his head simply at the two of them. "Alright alright, you two are NOT that helpful clearly... Well, see ya around then," the speedster said, before taking off in a gust of wind, leaving the pair alone now.

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Storm was making her way inside of the mansion, but she stopped when she noticed that the two of them had come outside. "Hello there you two, didn't expect my arrival to cause too much of a bother... I apologize if that is the case," she said, giving the two girls a warm smile, her long white hair blowing slightly in the wind.

"Oh, Ayita, Allison, this is Ororo Munroe, also known as Storm..." she said simply, looking at the two of them. However, there was a sound behind her, and it caused both her and Storm to look to see who, or what, it was. Two people dropped down out of the sky, well more of one landed on the ground and set the other one down. It took Mary a moment in the lighting to recognize who it was that had just popped up, but her eyes grew wide when she recognized the two. "...Rogue? Remy?" she said, looking at the two of them.

"Ya sure it's me, Goldie, or do I need's ta take out my I.D. to show ya chère?" Gambit asked with a smirk, pulling out a card and tossing the Jack of Hearts at Mary. He didn't charge it. Mary caught the card rather easily, shaking her head slightly at him, before she walked over and gave him a hug.

"It has been a while since I've seen you Remy," Storm said with a laugh.

"Well, ya know, you are way too busy to deal with us normal folk anyway, since last I heard you were becoming Queen of an entire country," Rogue pointed out with a bit of a smile.

"Well, that is true... Took me a little while to make sure I was even able to come here right now."

"Did ya ever decide what to do with Genovia, Stormy?" Gambit teased, hugging Mary back. "Ah hear they got some damn fine pears."

"You are ridiculous Remy, and when will that horrible nickname ever die! It has been far too long, surely you could actually call me by my name or something else!"

"...Trust me Storm, trying to get him to not use nicknames is not the easiest thing in the world."

"Would ya prefer Queen Zappy Zap, mon amie?"

"Don't even joke about things like that Remy!"

Mary was giggling at this entire conversation that was taking place, before she remembered that Ayita and Allison were still there. "Oh, uh, sorry about that, didn't actually expect these guys to all show up... Anyway, as I said before, that one is Storm, and the pair who just popped up are Rogue and Gambit... And is that a cat carrier with you? Remy, did you bring those cats of yours along?"

"Oui, ce sont mes enfants!"

"You are ridiculous Remy..."

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Lance shot a quick grateful look at Annie, glad that she seemed to notice that he was feeling a bit crowded. He hated a large group of people, they tended to get in the way, or make it so that he didn't even want to be in a specific room anymore. It was a bit ridiculous, but large group gatherings were never something he cared much for, and it got really annoying growing up when on occasion all of the Avengers would show up and be in one place at once. Not to mention he ended up getting dragged along to them, that was a pain growing up.

Once the others had left the room, he turned to Bethany. It reminded him of when she had first walked in, and right before that wacked out phone call he had with his dad. He took a deep breath, before he answered her. "...We can go hang out or find Guin... I kind of want to tell her about that messed up conversation with my father to be honest, but that can wait if you want to do something else or whatever... I don't really care..." he said, as he started picking up the mess that he had made when he had broken the glass.

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Mira was not sure what to do now. It was a bit awkward for her to see Storm again, knowing that the woman had done a lot for her with what she had been doing in Wakanda originally. The woman had definitely done something big for her, and she was fine with it, not to mention she had no idea how to even possibly thank her for what she had done, but none of that mattered. Heading inside and ignoring what was going on with the others outside, she contemplated where to go. It sounded like they might be taking a break or something from the D&D game since no one had tried to find her yet.

She wandered into the sitting room, not expecting to find many people there. Looking over, she saw Carolina enter the room, sounding like she was talking to Annie. Mira didn't care too much, Annie and Carolina were nice enough to her, so she found an empty chair and sat down in it. "Uh... H-H-Hello there... Surprised you didn't go to see who had shown up..." she said softly, a lot of people had gone outside to see who was there after all.