[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/rmBRrwyf/image.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: Island M the Bermuda triangle.
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Conjuration[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/596347699486261272/675191496856567839/tumblr_p9emi78Pdn1u8r3nho4_500.png]New Outfit[/url][/center]
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The fry was mid air, about to enter Max's mouth as Sunshine brought up the subject of Jack. His face soften, and expression dropped as he slowly brought his hand back down and rested the fry onto the sauce packet. He wasn't exactly sure what to say in these types of situations, nor had he seen her so vulnerable before, or at least he'd never cared to notice. [Color=aba400]"If I was a magic eight ball I'd say...all signs point to yes."[/color] He let that hang in the air for a moment, swirling his French fry into the sauce before taking a bite and thinking. [Color=aba400]"We don't know why he did what it is that he did, all I was told was what Waverly was saying before we ran out to get you. From the sounds of it...he drugged her, took you, and as soon as she woke up she let us know..."[/color] Max thought back to the Cherry bar, how Jack was speaking to his father but didn't seem to tell anyone about the man.

He shoveled in a few more fries, wondering if that had anything to do with it. Their conversation was...weird and off putting from the bits he recalled, and his father gave him the creeps. [Color=aba400]"I'm sure there's something to it, perhaps he wasn't all there or something I don't know but...luckily he didn't seem to hurt you."[/color] That was stupid, ofcourse he hurt her, just look at the emotional state she was in. Max took a long sip out of his drink, thinking on the best course of action. [Color=aba400]"We can probably take a bus out of here, try and get as close to the MU as possible before we need to hike it on foot."[/color]

[h1][b][i][color=E610B8][center]Echo[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/9FWbx1tc/image.png[/img][/center][hr][center][color=E610B8][b]Location[/b][/color]: Mutant Underground > On the Road (Jacks group)
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Embarrassment flooded Harry as he sat there exposed when a much more flattering solution was at hand. He held his shirt closed with one hand as he looked towards Casper with a smile that could cut through steel. How had he not noticed the gifts before? No one else here was privy to the going on of these establishments and here he was the resident expert missing vital clues. His curt smile continued over to Cass as she piped up and his cheeks went red. Quickly buttoning up and becoming decent again. [Color=E610B8]"Yes well that will do just fine then thank you. Would definitely be much easier to go through the front door than to speak about anyways."[/color]

Harry listened to what information Waverly was able to gather, rolling his eyes at the name Hot Daga. It was moronic but then again he was having a party at a strip club so there wasn't much of an expectation there. Harry nodded and got in line, waiting to make his way up to the Bouncers and see if they simply allowed him in, if notnhe would state he was here for Hot Daga's party and hopefully that would allow them passage. If Casper was right the kids could pass as cousins or extended family of the party goer and be allowed in.