[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/1107862430182297690/Max_Header.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: Space, the final frontier
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: (clothing creation)
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Max watched as Neil paused before him in the mirror. Was he not used to this sort of magical communication? He figured with a Telepath as a pseudo leader that it would at least be somewhat familiar grounds. But the message he got back almost solidified his thoughts if not raising more questions. He was barely twenty years of age, not even old enough to drink at his own Halloween Birthday Party which, let's be honest, he could've used a few drinks before that night's events. But here he was, being called ancient by a hot necromancer. Was he old now in gay years? Was twenty the new daddy? Avoiding a full blown gay crisis, he was able to be pulled out by the next sentence that came from Neil. Magento was there with them. That would certainly complicate things, and as much as he wanted to believe in Magento, he knew he wouldn't just simply let them go.

He looked towards Linden, a half smile on his face as he realized that his question wasn't specific enough to answer. [Color=aba400]"Right. Sorry. I didn't mean [i]this[/i] location,I meant [i]this[/i] one."[/color] He said as he pointed the mirror towards him once again. Showing the magical feed of Neil sneaking around the complex. [Color=aba400]"To be honest all this looks the same to me, but if you helped build it then I'm sure you could identify the hallway they're in and how best to get there. If we can find this man, we can surely find the rest. They're bound to be together. Help me with this and I'll personally send you a mystic message with confirmation on if Charles had gotten those cards."[/color] Max felt they were running out of time. If Magneto was hot on their tails, they needed to hurry. But Linden, like so many other old men, seemed ready to pull out his children's photos and talk.