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[color=0080ff]Location:[/color] EARTH 257: Stolen Ship
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[color=0080ff]"Dark X-Men?"[/color] The group was actually just straight-up called that? [color=0080ff]"Who is part of that group?"[/color] She asked. She couldn't say for certain about herself, but she didn't think she was. The Niah here was broken, very broken. Something Niah had gotten close to so she understood herself. Her head hurt a bit. Maybe she had experienced too many alternate realities. It felt like it was getting to her. Trying to keep it all straight. She was mostly ignoring the fight about Raynor. Not because she didn't care, but because she wasn't surprised. She sat down but didn't buckle in. A decision she quickly regretted. 

[color=0080ff]"Celestine! Fight it!"[/color] She yelled as it dawned on her what happened. Something, possible PHIL, had gotten into her head and taken control. It wasn't a big leap. Maybe the mind-control-preventive headphones she had would help? If not Celestine it might help Maria with her issue? The headphones had been designed by Doom and had worked against Tinely, so it might not, but it would be worth the try.

[hider=roll request]Niah to get over to Celestine and shove the headphones in her ears and see if that helps break what is happening[/hider] 


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[color=004d00]"I wasn't saying I was going to spill the beans. I was saying it needed to be talked about. Putting it on the agenda of shit we need to figure out."[/color] Why were people putting words into his mouth? He hadn't said 'oh btw Raynor is a genocidal maniac'. He shook his head taking a deep breath. Working with Flynn and Raynor was impossible sometimes. They always assumed the worst and made snap judgments. Really they needed to decide if keeping Raynor on the team was a good idea. Matt didn't think it was. 

Then the ship was dropping. Seemingly out of control and Celestine was gone. Not physically, but mentally. No rest. No break. No chance to think about what was going on just dropped into the next bit of chaos and danger. Matt tried to reach for something to catch himself. He didn't particularly want to end up as a splatter somewhere. He hopped Cass would be okay on her own though. She had dermal armor, but that wouldn't stop her insides from getting sloshed around if they hit hard enough.

[hider=roll request]Roll for Matt to grab something to stabilize himself. If he can, an assist for Cass in stabilizing herself.[/hider]