[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/FKJKRczH/the-gifted-591b350cc9ba7.png[/img][/center][hr][center][@Nallore][@BlueSky44][@Achronum][@Trainerblue192][@KazAlkemi][@Framing A Moose][@Kirah][/center][hr][hr][center][color=f7941d][b]February 17th, 2021 - 12:40 PM[/b][/color][/center][hr][hider=M-Pox]Mutant Underground: [list][*]Casper - [i]cured[/i]
[*]Spark Plug - [i]cured[/i]
[*]Jack - [i]cured[/i]
[*]Max - [i]cured[/i]
[*]Glimpse - [i]cured[/i][/list]

Hellfire Club/Misc.: [list][*]Emma Frost - [i]succumbed to M-Pox. Time of Death: 10:59 AM, Feb 17, 2021[/i]
[*]Vulcan - [i]cured[/i]
[*]Legion - mild symptoms 
[*]Morgan - [color=f7941d]severe symptoms[/color]
[*]Toad - [i]succumbed to M-Pox. Time of Death: 11:34 AM, Feb 17, 2021[/i][/list]

Mild Symptoms: Headache, some splotchiness of the skin, fatigue and exhaustion 
Moderate Symptoms: Difficulty breathing, dizziness, vomiting, blood shot eyes, prominent veins
Severe Symptoms: Vomiting blood, trouble walking, bleeding from the ears, extreme skin discoloration, general looniness 

So far, only two individuals have "cured" themselves from M-Pox. The first was S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Cassandra Reed. The second was Gabriel Summers A.K.A. Vulcan.[/hider]
[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=DBA1DE]Casper Theriot[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/KvRwSCJZ/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=DBA1DE]Location:[/color][/b] Mutant Underground: Garage -> Outside the Glitter Factory
[b][color=DBA1DE]Skills:[/color][/b] Mediumship[hr][/center]	Casper wondered how easily they'd be able to stick together in a strip club. He hadn't been to one that wasn't filled with flashing lights, glitter cannons, and a layout designed to get people one on one with the in house talent. They weren't really group affairs, although he supposed it [i]would[/i] be pretty awesome to rent out the place for a party. Maybe if his terrible dad tried sending him money again, he'd use it to rent out the place for the Underground. It'd be a neat solution for a birthday party for Waverley, as she had apparently forgotten her birthday. [color=DBA1DE]"Dear little Feedback, they don't card at this place. And if they did, almost everyone here carries fakes."[/color]

	[color=DBA1DE]"Wait, you all [i]do[/i] have some decent fakes, right?"[/color] Casper asked. He sort of assumed that everyone would, at least those who were under twenty one. There was no reason for them to use their real ID's at any point, as it would just give people a way to figure out where they were. Casper may have been a bit silly and insane, but he wasn't dumb. He knew the sort of life the Mutant Underground had to live. 

	He got into the car next to James, resting his head on James' shoulder and trying his best to look adorable. [color=DBA1DE]"You can't really run in a strip club, if that's what you mean,"[/color] Casper started to explain. 

	[i]"I can make a scene, if you need it,"[/i] Ben offered. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"Look who decided to be helpful for once,"[/color] Casper quipped. [color=DBA1DE]"Ben says he can toss people around if we need it."[/color] He raised an eyebrow as Echo said that they didn't want to be seen at the Glitter Factory. What was wrong with being in a male strip club? Casper didn't really care about the ~image~ factor and he didn't feel like he needed to be a representative of a model mutant. He was just a person and tons of humans went to strip clubs, way more than mutants anyways. [color=DBA1DE]"If we're worried about being seen as deviants, I think that ship has already sailed because of [i]moi[/i]."[/color] 

	He pouted as Jack forbade drinking. The new kid apparently hacked into [i]everything[/i], including people's phones, which struck him as a huge invasion of privacy. Although, it was also funny to learn that Big Brother was actually a Big Sister. It wouldn't be too long until they'd arrive at the street the Glitter Factory was on. Luckily, they managed to get parking. There were people lined up halfway down the block waiting to get in, with the line moving slowly. 

[hider=Roll Request from Moose][list][*]General Club Info: It's a male strip club, definitely on the not so nice side, it has a decent social media presence but no website, seems to be a very low rules sort of place, a lot of college aged kids end up going there on weekends 
[*]Club Owner: [url=https://comicvine1.cbsistatic.com/uploads/scale_medium/9/96747/7198440-03.jpg]Christian Frost[/url]. He's a gay playboy. Not much information about his personal life. He seems to own a few clubs. His nudes leaked a month back and he took it in stride. Has publicly stated he'll remain a bachelor unless Chris Evans is interested.[/list][/hider][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=935DB8]Veil[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/qB2G1nnk/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=935DB8]Location:[/color][/b] On the Road to the Eisenhower Building 
[b][color=935DB8]Skills:[/color][/b] Invisible Energy Manipulation [hr][/center]	[color=FAFD95]"Trouble,"[/color] Havok answered Kristina unhelpfully. 

	[color=935DB8]"Professor X's intel says that the Hellfire Club is doing something to routine vaccines sent to the White House - Tdap ones to be specific. X doesn't know what exactly they're going to do, but it's the Hellfire Club, so doubt it's anything good,"[/color] Veil said, explaining what she knew to the team. [color=935DB8]"We need to get to the Eisenhower Building, find the White House Medical Unit room, and stop the Hellfire Club before it's too late. Best case scenario, we get there first and we can destroy the vaccines and all in there, just get rid of everything. Worst case... it'll be a fight."[/color]
		
	[color=935DB8]"I think we ditch the car nearby, and move in as a group. I'll keep us invisible. We find that room and get the job done."[/color] She then bit her lip slightly, looking outside the window of the car as Sapphire sped them closer and closer to their destination. It was an unnerving plan and they didn't even properly understand the stakes involved. [color=935DB8]"Sapphire, you're our medical expert - any idea on what exactly the Hellfire Club might be doing? I'm thinking poisoning but... That seems too simple. Why use a vaccine for that? Why not tamper with the food?"[/color][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=#DAF7A6]Sunshine[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/W49hZLVD/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#DAF7A6]Location:[/color][/b]  Ronald Regan Airport 
[b][color=#DAF7A6]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center]	Sunshine felt incredibly motion sick as her feet landed in the airport. Her head was swimming and she closed her eyes, just trying to focus on her breathing. She had spent too much time on the streets to turn her nose up at food, even if she felt a little bit like upchucking. She opened her eyes again once she felt just a touch better, looking around at their surroundings more properly. She'd never been in a place like this before. It looked like a bus terminal, just indoors and shiny and clean. Sunshine squinted, struggling to read the time displayed on one of the boards - it was 12:40 PM. They'd been gone longer than she had thought. Had they lost time?

	Her stomach grumbled again, thinking about food. She could see a few little stands - Dunkin Donuts stood out to her. But then, right next to it, she saw the golden arches - McDonalds. [color=#DAF7A6]"Chicken nuggets, fries, and a vanilla shake,"[/color] Sunshine requested. The doughnuts had reminded her of Jack and she didn't really want to think about him right now, as she was coming to grips with the fact that he had indeed kidnapped her.