[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/663617651351879701/Screenshot_20200106-003716_Instagram.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]:Shaw Industries: Training Room
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Conjuration-Fire [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/596347699486261272/675191496856567839/tumblr_p9emi78Pdn1u8r3nho4_500.png]New Outfit[/url][/center]
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Max sat atop the care bear, knees up towards his face and one hand covering his eyes and the other gripped tightly. His knees buckled in fear as he stared out through the gaps between his fingers, seeing Polaris and Magnetos outbursts but not quite hearing or understanding what it is they were saying. Bright violet lights flashed towards his guardian Tibbers and began to set it aflame. He scurried back an inch in fear as his eyes continuously glowed as he began to chant in a shakily voice. [Color=aba400]"singi metatnulov!"[/color] The flames swirled into a vortex before snuffing out of the carebear leaving the scent of singed polyester hair to begin to mask the blueberries. In his fear he only knew to lash out to the one who harmed him, to the one who would attack him. [Color=aba400]"Retni aretec eammalf"[/color] Max's hand thrust forward as did his bears in unison, a wave of fire pouring out and tunneling it's way towards Magneto into the hallway he exited from.

There was the sound of metal squeaking as it bent out of sight. Most likely blocking the flames from reaching their intended target. He sat there for a moment, breathing heavily from the rush of adrenaline that still fueled his body, feeling no pain or exhaustion only fear. His eyes caught the sight of Polaris wielding the metal door near Leighton. At first his mind tried to tell him she was almost hurt, that he needed to snap out of it. And he tried to force his own sense of will out but Ana's influence shoved him back in and hid him away beneath fear. Now all he could think of is how Polaris could weaponize the metal slab. Launching it at him in a fit of rage just like her father.

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[h1][b][i][color=CC99FF][center]Peter Jackson Bernard[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[Center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/669275646345740298/tumblr_mh5sbyl8BI1rnja5ho1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=CC99FF][b]Location[/b][/color]: Submarine
[Color=CC99FF][b]Skills[/b][/color]:[/center]
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Jinx continued to pace the length of the ship as he finished the last of the sandwiches. He waited to hear back from the girls only to find out it would be almost an hour until they reached land. Luck did not appear to be on their side. He sat back down and his legs began to shake in place, impatiently waiting till the moment they finally reached land and left this small forsaken shell of a ship. His hand reached down to instinctively twirl the ring on his finger but it found no purchase. Jinx looked down at his hands in horror as he realised that they removed his mothers ring from him and it was now locked away in The Raft. [Color=CC99FF]"Those bastards! They have something of mine and I want it back. This wont be the last that stupid glorified prison sees the last of me."[/color] 

Anger now fueling him, he took to one of the portholes and looked out onto the expanse of water. [Color=CC99FF]"I cannot wait till we get back onto land. Not only so we can leave this tin can but I need to blow off some steam. I see a [i]lot[/i] of unlucky normies in my future and quite possibly a few deaths."[/color] He cracked his neck, followed by his knuckles as he stared out the window. These people were going to pay for what they had done, first normies, then this S.H.E.I.L.D. bullshit, and finally the X-men for harming Wanda. There would be a path of terror left in his wake and no one would stop him.