[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]: [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/596347699486261272/675191496856567839/tumblr_p9emi78Pdn1u8r3nho4_500.png]New Outfit[/url][/center]
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It took some time, but after watching his friend almost get flattened by a rogue door, Max's inner psyche finally won out over the tug of war. Two sides of him clashing, his want to be good and heroic, and the more destructive side of him that Ana had pulled out to the forefront. The blast of fire and previous struggles were enough to finally kick this psychic assualt on him and rid himself of the fear and anger. His eyes cleared up, screaming softened into harsh breathes as the adrenaline still coursed through his veins. There was an emptiness to his chest where the fear still clung but now it was replaced by sharp cold breathes, shallow and painful. His eyes darted over towards Ana, anger and hatred filling him. He wanted to make her feel the way he did, wanted to have her world turned upside down and let her know only fear and anguish. But there were more pressing matters at hand. 

Max did nothing to dismiss the sentinel of a carebear and jumped off of it in an attempt to levitate as he'd done before when Ana tossed him out the window. He plummeted and fast, his cape swishing in the air as he tried to control his powers and get the spell just right. Moments before hitting the ground there was a hard jostle and his hands were held to his side much like Iron Man when he lands his suit. He levitated for a few moments before finally releasing the spell and landing on his feet. Max quickly ran towards Leighton, worry in his eyes. [Color=aba400]"Are you ok? You're not hurt are you?"[/color] He looked towards the scorched hallway with unhinged doors and warped metal frames. [i]He did that[/i] He so desperately wanted Magneto dead in that instant and he didnt know how to feel if he had succeeded. His gaze turned back to Leighton, eyes shaking and fists clenched.


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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 > Guns!!!
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[Color=CC99FF]"I'm sorry did I break your brooding and concentration?"[/color] Jinxs' hostility began to rise the longer he was inside this sardine can of death. He knew Wanda was being testy and he was beginning to see why Pietro left.  No, that wasn't right nor was it fair.  He left because some X-Men hussy brainwashed him into a marriage. Blegh. [Color=CC99FF]"I wasnt exactly planning on my teammate betraying us and letting us get captured. But hey what'll ya do ya know? Anyways it's called stress eating and if you really cared youd know that I am [i]terrified[/i] of small spaces and I really dont like being stuck in one FOR AN HOUR! But ey what do I know right? You just focus on getting us out of here faster and I'll go man the guns and shake these half pints off of us capiche?"[/color] Flecks of pink danced around his finger tips as he became more and more upset, finally turning on his heel and making his way to the guns of the ship.

Once inside Jinx whistled at the weaponry and how fun it would be to finally get to let off some steam. Torpedoes were on a bucket list of weapons hed love to play with and now was his chance. A large Cheshire grin stapled itself onto his face as he sat in the gun seat and placed his hands onto the controls. Turning the nobs and firing off the first shot. It was a direct hit and the explosion was beautiful. He marveled at it for a moment as he yelled back to the team letting him know they've been hit. Unfortunately for him the next two shots missed the ship and he just wished he had telepathy so that theyd know this was their first and final warning. As Hawkeye senior pointed out earlier they had to be threatening so ofcourse he had to hit first to let them know they're not messing about.