[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]:  Hellfire Manor
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Basic Spellcraft, Conjuration[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/596347699486261272/675191496856567839/tumblr_p9emi78Pdn1u8r3nho4_500.png]New Outfit[/url][/center]
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Max watched with a hint of disappointment as Andy had ignored his call for sweets. Taking another bite of the cookie as he continued to watch everything that was unfolding before him. Casper was glowing blue once again as he channeled the ghost of Kris. He felt a tinge of sadness, but it didn't delve much further than that. He chalked it up to having hardly known the girl, wishing that witnessing so much death wasn't hardening his soul in any way. He continued to nibble at the edges of the treat when suddenly he stopped. Pixie had said something that caused his ears to perk up and his eyes to widen. 

Max shifted slightly in his seat, straightening his back for a moment as he held out his arm and waved the cookie towards Pixie. [Color=aba400]"I knew I liked you for a reason. See? I said the saaaaame thing. Got it all planned out for the most part. Just need a few people is all and then boom resurrection complete!"[/color] Max threw his arms up into the air as if to accentuate his point. His arms slowly came back down as his shoulders slumped and he looked down the hallway. [Color=aba400]"I think Maria really needs you Kris, I wouldn't mind trying to bring you back. I'm sure it'll be fiiine."[/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]: Hellfire Manor
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Most of the clones now had bloody knuckles and bruised toes, but it felt good to get some of the stress of the day out on an immovable agent from the cursed Vault. They didn't dare use their powers for fear of what might happen. At times they were useful and capable of dealing with the foes at hand, but other times they lead to unknown consequences like what happened with Ben. Every hit and kick against the cyborg was full of purpose. For every injured mutant, every fallen comrade, all the innocent blood that had been spilt in the name of the Vault. By the time the cyborg began to malfunction the clones had freely stepped aside to let those who may know how to handle it do so. Watching as Selene ate the bomb like a werthers original. Terry caught Zari messing with the head out of the corner of his eye, Barry being too preoccupied trying to figure out how to hold a dismembered hand appropriately, while Larry and Jerry had begun to inspect their wounds. Terry's voice echoed in the now silent hall towards Zari as he saw the pool of darkened red liquid oozing out of the partially decapitated neck. "Hey watch it kid. My buddy Rosco got splattered by that hydraulic stuff and he had a rash for a week! So...maybe put some gloves on or something? I don't know." Barry turned to see the mess and immediately turned back around "Ok. I'm out, the amount of blood or blood looking things we've seen in less than an hour has been more than enough for a lifetime. Hell's we have a whole upper floor full of dead bodies to deal with now and there's still the matter of..." The other three clones looked at him as if cautioning him not to speak further, afraid Harry might somehow overhear and be reminded of Waverlys passing.

As the gunshot went off Harry couldn't help but to try and spin I'm front of Andy. It was all pure instinct as if the bullet couldn't somehow go through him and into her. But as long as he could cushion the blow to save a child...But that moment never came. Eyes closed, pressed tight and hands clenched, Harry waited for an impact that never came. Polaris had stopped the projectile and immediately he looked up, opening his eyes as he saw past everyone and saw his sister from afar. It felt almost selfish, putting himself between death and life and teetering the notion of leaving his twin alone in the world with another soul lost. He stood there shaking for a while, until Andy spoke up and he tried to place a calm hand on her shoulder. [Color=E610B8]"Yeah kid, I think it's over for now. We should all regroup and rest. Clean-up will surely come soon"[/color]