[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/FKJKRczH/the-gifted-591b350cc9ba7.png[/img][hr][img]https://i.postimg.cc/sD5dWMbb/source.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][@Nallore][@FantasyChic][@BlueSky44][@Achronum][@Trainerblue192][@KazAlkemi][@Framing A Moose][/center][hr][center][h3][color=f7941d][b]Washington D.C.: September 10th, 2020 - 2:30 PM[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/WpKJC0mt/image.png[/img][/center][hr][color=f7941d][b]The Training Room - Shaw Industries...[/b][/color]

	While Polaris was definitely the leader of the group, Sage was the one providing the mission details. [color=11FCBC]"Their vessel should emerge along National Harbor with this course projection. You will want to use the Morlock tunnels to reach it. The streets are blocked off for the protest."[/color]

	Polaris' eyes narrowed at the mention of the Morlock Tunnels, but she didn't say anything to tip her hand. [color=A9F8C7]"Got it,"[/color] she replied to Sage. She carried a decent amount of knives on her at all times, making it easy for her to fight when it came to combat. [color=A9F8C7]"You got a map for us or are we relying on Siri?"[/color]

	[color=11FCBC]"Relaying the information to your mobile device now,"[/color] Sage confirmed. A few seconds later, Polaris' phone [i]beeped[/i] and she pulled it out, before nodding. It was a tracker and map combination, suspiciously looking as if it had been prepared weeks ago and not as a spur of the moment decision. As far as Polaris knew, the Morlocks had only been driven out of D.C. the day before - a decision she was not a fan of. 

	[color=A9F8C7]"Let's go, then,"[/color] she told her team, heading out of the training room and to the elevator. Once inside, she pressed the button for the bottom floor, waiting for the others to join her. 
	
[color=f7941d][b]Somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean...[/b][/color]

	[color=red]"You act like I pay attention to what anyone fears. If I paid attention, I'd be worried if I were you, considering most of the time I tend to trap people within their nightmares, and that is the extent of me paying attention to fears. If I actually decided to pay attention to yours, then it would mean I would have at least tried more then once to keep you trapped in one. But since you don't seem to pay any attention to how anyone else works aside from yourself. You should also known how things work, and you can only depend on your self, are you really so naive to think that anyone truly has your back?"[/color] she said, though she did sound a little sad with the last words she spoke, almost as if she was referring to something else more than what happened to Jinx. Her voice was carrying down to where Jinx was, as Wanda continued to use her powers to enhance the speed of the ship. 

	[color=3D5DC3][i]"Twenty minutes out,"[/i][/color] Phoebe reported.

	[color=3D5DC3][i]"Half the crew of the submarine were knocked unconscious,"[/i][/color] Sophie added. 

	[color=3D5DC3][i]"Keep on it, Jinx,"[/i][/color] Esme requested. [color=3D5DC3][i]"Sage has confirmed - a team will meet us at the rendezvous point."[/i][/color][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/5yqyXQGW/image.png[/img][/center][hr][color=f7941d][b]The Dining Room - Mutant Underground Hideout...[/b][/color]

	Waverley's announcement [i]instantly[/i] got Veil's attention. She snapped her head up, her eyes wide and it gave her a wild look thanks to her untamed hair. She had grown up at the Xavier's Institute and upon graduation, Professor X told her she didn't have the right attitude to be in the X-Men. But just as a student at the school, it was impossible to go without at least one encounter with the Brotherhood - and that meant Quicksilver. She knew that he had joined the team and as much as Veil believed in giving second chances to those who tried to earn them, she also was skeptical. 

	Quicksilver was Magneto's son. What if this was just an act? What if he was just a spy? And now, he was here, in their secret hideout? Xavier must have given him the location using Cerebro, as they had barely relocated here more than a few hours ago. Her mind was so frazzled that she barely processed the implications of the trackers before they were already destroyed, with Waverley thankfully misdirecting them beforehand. [color=935DB8]"Sapphire has a medical degree and James has a healing mutation, so I think those two have injuries covered,"[/color] she told Glimpse diplomatically. Everyone had makeshift first aid experience from just surviving in her opinion, it didn't mean much. 

	[color=935DB8]"My gut tells me Sinister isn't as much a problem as the mutants themselves are,"[/color] she then continued in a hushed voice. [color=935DB8]"Spark Plug - I need you here, watching them. If any of them get out of control... knock them unconscious, restrain them, and see if there's more of the medication we had to use for Magik on hand."[/color] She bit her lip, looking at a sobbing Nightcrawler speaking to a sympathetic and compassionate Colossus. Blink was hugging a small child, doing her best to take away their fear. 

	[color=935DB8]"I need to go see about Quicksilver and what Xavier wants - and where the hell is Sapphire?"[/color] Veil shook her head slightly, before heading into the entranceway.

[color=f7941d][b]Medical (Room 10, Second Floor) - Mutant Underground Hideout...[/b][/color]

	[color=E33B19]"You shouldn't waste your blood. There are starving children in Africa,"[/color] Negasonic quipped dryly, standing in the doorway. Her eyes were a little bit red and misty, her mascara having smeared some as well. Her phone was still in her hand but she wasn't looking at it, staring intently at the injured parties (Sapphire and Havok).

	[color=FAFD95]"Do you think you could go one [i]minute[/i] without a sarcastic comment?"[/color] Havok snapped hypocritically. [color=FAFD95]"Go get the healing kid, James. Pronto."[/color]

	[color=E33B19]"What's the magic word?"[/color] 

	[color=FAFD95]"Now damn it!"[/color] Havok urged. Negasonic rolled her eyes and left the room, though Sunshine noticed that she was moving rather quickly. Negasonic seemed to care more for people here at the Mutant Underground than she let on, something Sunshine could understand. It was dangerous to get close to people, especially other mutants. They died all the time. They were hunted down like dogs. And then sometimes, they were just [i]the worst[/i] like Max. If the world were ending and she had only one guess as to who was responsible, Max would be it. 

	And of course, since this is Sunshine's fantasy apocalypse trivia sweepstakes, she'd be right too. 

	[color=6B576F]"You could try cauterizing the wound,"[/color] Magik mused, glancing over at Havok. [color=6B576F]"It would be painful, but it may be a better option than ice."[/color]

	Sunshine raised an eyebrow. Magik was cool, in a sorta punk/Satanic way. She wanted to learn more about her and she also the inexplicable urge to get closer to her. The old Katy Perry song flickered through her mind and she turned bright red, averting her face from her fellow mutant as best as she could. She doubted Magik wore cherry chapstick anyways. She probably used something cool, like brimstone or solid blood. [color=#DAF7A6]"Do you need us to get you anything?"[/color] Sunshine asked Sapphire awkwardly, her blush still prominent. 

[color=f7941d][b]The Entranceway - Mutant Underground Hideout...[/b][/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Eh, who knows? There are so many superheroes around that it is hard to tell what names are and aren't taken,"[/color] Pietro said with a shrug towards Waverly as she left the area. He decided based on what he was hearing from Casper, that it was probably better to ignore him for the moment. Hearing Cayden's words, he glanced over towards him. [color=7ea7d8]"Uh, no. Cause if you weren't just paying attention to what Waverly said I was sent to play messenger pigeon for Xavier. So sorry for dropping by unannounced or whatever."[/color]

	Casper couldn't have been more delighted to hear what Jack offered him - [i]a chance to escape[/i]. He couldn't recall the last time he had seen his father in person. Usually Xavier was a figure in his nightmares, typically some sort of stand in for the Devil. He once had dreamt that the founder of the X-Men had sold Casper to a zoo for an exhibit on the frightened, self loathing [i]homo superior[/i]. What Casper would give to have had anyone else for a father...

	[color=DBA1DE]"Yes please!"[/color] Casper exclaimed quickly. [color=DBA1DE]"Can James come too? He needs to take a shower - not that he doesn't smell [i]wonderful[/i] but I don't think [i]eau de Sinister[/i] is really working for him at the moment. It's just not vibing."[/color] 

	[i]"Vibing?"[/i] Ben scoffed, rolling his eyes. [i]"Slang is so weird... Can we go see a movie or something if we're heading out?"[/i]

	[color=DBA1DE]"Ben wants to see a movie, too, so we should definitely do that,"[/color] Casper added frantically, trying to think of more activities to take up even more time in order to avoid running into Professor X here. He especially didn't like the idea of his father messing around in his head, examining what progress (or lack thereof) he had made towards sobering up. 

	[i]"A comedy - not action,"[/i] Ben specified, as Veil entered the entranceway. She was silent for a moment, staring at Quicksilver like she really wasn't quite certain what to make of him. [color=935DB8]"So it's true then - you're with the X-Men,"[/color] she began, only to nearly instantly be interrupted. 

	Negasonic had appeared at the top of the staircase. [color=E33B19]"James, Sapphire and Havok are bleeding to death and need you now!"[/color]