2 Minutes Until Unavoidable Destruction
Mary, whatever you’re going to do, do it already! Guin's voice went through her mind, and she let out a bit of a sigh from that. Of course mentally there were a few things going through her mind currently. The main thing being that they could not know. She was going to ensure that they didn't know that something was wrong with her. Probably was a bit of sheer luck that of all people she was with right now, it was Jaclyn. Who didn't know the biggest secret about her that everyone else knew.
It gave her a chance to practice keeping that whole thing hidden.
Her eyes started to shift back to their normal green color as she took a deep breath, and Mary gave her a slight smile,
"Nice job! Give me a minute." she said to her, her voice seemingly starting to go fully back to normal, and didn't seem off in anyway then what it had been before the explosion.
We're heading there in a minute, was trying to get some more people out, she responded to Guin. Guin wouldn't be able to tell that anything was seemingly wrong with her from the way that she spoke, aside from slight hints of the stress this whole situation.
Jaclyn would be able to continue doing the directional vines along the walls as they ran along. Whenever they came across anyone, Mary would seemingly use her powers and vines to send them a lot closer to the hangar to make everything easier. On the outside everything seemed to be going well.
Internally things most definitely were not. But she wasn't going to tell anyone about that.
"Alright, that's enough, let's get the hell back to the ship, hold on," she said as she grabbed Jaclyn before teleporting them back to the initial hallway, before she took off towards the hangar.
The pair wouldn't get too much farther, before Pietro zipped into view,
"Heading my way?" he asked the pair, and she couldn't help but laugh slightly.
"Just get us back to the ship if you can." "Sure thing," was the response as Pietro raced both her and Jaclyn back to the ship and the hangar in general.
Pietro had managed to find a few stragglers nearby that he had raced back to the ship before he had found Jaclyn and Mary. But now it was getting a bit too close to them needing to be there for him to head off anywhere to try and get everyone off the station.
As for what Max and Guin were doing, there was both good and bad news with regard to what it was that they were trying to do now. They had managed to get around 50 people into the area now, but the sort of trickling of people in stopped. Likely due to people being super far away from the hangar. However, Guin with Max's help, would be able to find a whole bunch of people elsewhere on the station, likely the remaining 50 people still, and their exact locations.
The problem was more on Max's side of things with trying to open portals over there. No matter how much Max tried, the portals were
not wanting to open. He wasn't able to get them to open, and time was really running out at this point. The odds of getting all 50 of those people back to the hangar was slim. Even though the odds to begin with of getting everyone didn't help much either.
Mary went over to the group there,
"Everyone on board now, we're basically going to need to get going, the hangar has to act like a life boat, and that still might not be enough so as many as possible get on that ship." Lance and Mira were basically working on getting the ship up and going, and trying to get as many people whose powers likely wouldn't be helpful in protecting the hangar completely onto the Blackbird as possible. The ship was likely going to end up over capacity. There wasn't any way to avoid that, and hopefully people didn't seem to mind getting kind of shoved together and a lot closer together.
The entire area was starting to rumble, fairly violently. Those working to hold the hangar together were managing it, but even still it was difficult to not allow the shaking and rumbling to sneak through it. This wasn't necessarily going to end well, and at this rate, they were going to have to brace for the explosion.