[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/5a6ceed5-6797-42a7-b036-32ae2a75bb83.png
[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: X-Mansion
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: l
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Max began to walk around the Museum, looking throughout the room for any clues. Nothing seemed to be popping out at him, no torn clothing or set of footprints, no weapon tossed half-hazardly to the side, not even blood splatter or residuals from the weaponry used. He knelt down by one of the displays, checking the checkered flooring before he felt something tugging against his shirt. His hand reached up, touching the cool metallic necklace that was beneath his shirt, feeling the imprint before standing back up and deciding this room had nothing left for him…for now. His fingers tapped against the hidden amulet as if to decide whether or not it was fair to even use.

Max began to walk out of the Museum, he placed his hands inside his pockets, deciding that for now it would be an unfair advantage to use his magic to gather information for this little mystery. He decided to make his way over towards the dark alley. It felt a little too on the nose, but he stopped just short of crossing the threshold. Looking over to his left and seeing the room that Perry had waltzed into. He decided to make his way into the Pub instead, standing over by the bar and tapping onto the wood as he looked towards the bartender. [Color=aba400]”Mind if I get a Pimms Cup?”[/color] he asked before leaning his back against the bar and facing towards Perry. [Color=aba400]”Find anything so far? Or are your ends as cold as the corpse we're helping?”[/color]