[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/2c7919d1c6222c4f923a38e3e509c948/tumblr_inline_odikgj8J1Y1rifr4k_250.gif[/img][hr][b][color=cc33ff]Location:[/color][/b] Blackbird - Asteroid M Docking Bay
[b][color=cc33ff]Skills:[/color][/b] Telepathy 
[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/540051583430295574/1072030188843577394/IMG_6201.jpg]~Fit Check~[/url] [hr][hr][/center]	[color=cc33ff]"Hold that thought, Mary's coming on through cleanly now,"[/color] Guin said, putting a finger to the side of her head. It was much easier to hear Mary's thoughts than it had been before - Guin wouldn't have been surprised if the metal exterior of the base was made out of a similar material to Magneto's helmets. Thoughts were cleanly received inside of it, but going from the interior to the exterior had been a static nightmare. This was much more like what Guin was used to when she was hanging around the Mansion - a constant underlying chatter of thoughts, worries, anxieties, hopes, and dreams. It was enough to drive someone mad if they let it. 

	[color=cc33ff]"Where would a good meetup point be..."[/color] she pursed her lips, thinking for a moment. [i][color=cc33ff]Let me put you on hold for a quick sec,[/color][/i] she said to Mary telepathically. Her powers were working well, so Guin figured the easiest way to find a meet-up point - as well as just get a general lay of the land - would be to telepathically dive into the minds of others. 

	[color=cc33ff]"Looks like we're still a bit away from everyone else. But there's a large room - seems like a computer room of sorts, a main console sort of area - that's in the middle. I think we should rendez vous there,"[/color] Guin told Jaclyn and Lance. She then relayed the same information to Mary. [i][color=cc33ff]Okay, there's a giant computer control room sorta thingy, can you find it? Scan my mind for an image of it, I grabbed it off of a rando...[/color][/i]

	Guin then started heading in the rough direction of that room. 


[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=12ABB0]Neil Spellman[/color]
[img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/78/61/0f/78610f71429e2863b08dcca4b724f649.gif[/img][/b][/h3][hr][b][color=12ABB0]Location:[/color][/b] the Asteroid
[b][color=12ABB0]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/540051583430295574/1073121327063498852/celebrity-style-style-timeline-2008-04-stsl05_itboy0803.png]~Fit Check~[/url][hr][hr][/center]	A little bit of tension left Neil's body as they teleported, appearing in a quiet hallway. But some part of him had almost wished that they would've run into others. It felt somewhat like a horror movie, knowing that the murderer was lurking around some corner. It wasn't that he wished that they'd run into a fight - it was more that he wanted to get the inevitable fight over with. He couldn't think of a single time when the X-Men had faced Magneto and it hadn't come to blows. Maybe at Quicksilver and Iron Star's wedding? Although, from what he remembered, things had been pretty tense even then... 

	He hoped the others were okay. 

	[color=12ABB0]"Maybe Annie, you could try to disguise [i]us[/i] as other people as we walk about?"[/color] Neil suggested. [color=12ABB0]"As Magneto, or... Just as some random people that don't matter. Not X-Men at least,"[/color] he added. Annie's illusion power he figured ought to be perfect for this sort of application. If they ran into other people but they weren't interesting, then they could just pass them by like ships in the night without a fight. Hopefully though, they'd be able to make it to the others - Mira was guiding them at the moment, and it sounded like they were getting somewhat close.