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The Gifted - Concluded

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Leighton Brooks

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Location: The Cherry Bomb - Washington D.C. (Basement)
Skills Enahnced Flexibility

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Leighton heard the man's words again before she felt his tail wrap around her neck. She reached to pull it off but struggled against him until Veil slammed a force field on him. She fell to the ground, coughing as she got her breath back in her lungs. While she did so, the others all managed to fight back against the teleporting demon and stopped him, mainly Sunshine. As annoyed as she was, she was more thankful that the man was taken care of.

Leighton then felt something inside of her surge. She felt like she could move in ways she didn't before. She felt her adrenaline rush before it stabilized. She placed her hands on the ground lifting herself up to an almost handstand before she bent backward, placing both feet on the ground. "Well, I never did that before." Even as a cheerleader, Leighton had never been that flexible. Hell, she was probably only a cheerleader for her looks.

Once things settled, she moved over to the others. "Once we get some light, this is where we need to be. Me and Max found our way down here before he showed up. Also, there's an unconscious bartender down here too. He's fine and breathing, but just keep an eye out for him."

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Anastasia Reinhardt

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Location: Train Car
Skills Morality Manipulation

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Ana followed Jinx as the boy talked to the man in the steel cage. The man was clearly not buying whatever Jinx was selling given his context and Jinx called for her to take action. She rolled her eyes before she reached her mind out to latch on to the caged man. She found his mind filled to the brim with personality. The man had multiple ones all fighting for control. She tried to shift his morals around, but he fought her hard until she found a personality that she could work with.

She read it as Ksenia, a gambler-type that she figured could be reasoned with. Once she pulled it forward to the man's present state, she spoke. "Ksenia? My name is Anastasia. We are here to free you and David's sister. It is in your best interest to work with us to get you both out here safely. Once we escape the train, we'll go from there but until then, we need to go along with each other. Ready to get out of here?" She heard the Three-in-One in her head tell her where the sister was, which was good. They just needed David, or Ksenia in this case, on their side. For now.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Allison, Tinley, and Anastasia

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Location: Human Resistance HQ - New York
Skills: N/A

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Allison, Tinley, and Anastaia all followed the rest through the portal where they came face to face with Miranda again. Just like she saw in her vision, Tony and her began to get into it almost immediately. Allison slinked back a bit as Pietro laid into the lot of them. She hadn't said it to get him upset, but they knew that she did this for him. It would be silly to overlook that fact just to protect his feelings. She'd allow Guin to calm him down though.

Tinley bit her tongue. She hadn't trusted the speedster for the most part, but she was willing to get help if offered. She had no say in the matter overall though. This wasn't her group, this wasn't her operation. If it was, she damn well would have been better prepared.

Ana didn't say it out loud (which for her was cause for celebration), but the fact everyone seemed to be offering suggestions for how to approach this without all coming together for a plan of action was idiotic. They were dealing with a woman who had the power of altering reality as they knew it and there was an offer of penguins and talking to her. And not to mention her brother decided to act like a spoiled baby about it. What group did she align herself with if this was the best forces they could offer? However one of them had said what she wanted to. The blonde girl from before. Ana liked her.

There was clearly drama circling this entire group. Ana didn't want to deal with it anymore. "Ok look, the time for conversation is past. I'm not about to walk in there and attempt to have a tea party with the princess and kindly ask her to restore the world as it was and the fact that was even brought up is idiotic and childish. Expect a fight and expect resistance and be prepared to face it. If you want to split up, fine. Are we picking teams like some children's sport or is it going to be a free-for-all?"

Allison rubbed her temples. "It would make sense to have equal parts power and mind on each team then. So breaking up those with mental abilities versus those with other powers in half, or about as close to half as we can get. I am fine being on whatever team. And I agree with her, though she could watch her tone. I don't think Wanda will be in the mood to talk."

Tinley knew that this was now the time for action. "The sooner we get this started, the sooner the world goes back to how it should be and the sooner we all don't have to deal with each other unless we have to. So we doing this or what?"

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Myth the Muse

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Location: Asgard
Skills: N/A

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Myth followed Halley to where Loki was being held and met up with Forseti. She didn't know the beef between the two of them, but it didn't take someone much to be able to cut the tension with a knife. Myth didn't feel right inserting herself in whatever family drama was going on (though she noted that this family had its fair share of it). She coughed to signify she was standing right there.

"Hello again Forseti. You are looking good. I might be stepping on toes here, but perhaps an outside party hearing about this matter may help? I don't know what Loki is in for if anything, but I have heard of him before from the others and he did not sound like the type that should be allowed to roam free. Granted, this is your job, not mine. Offering my opinion only. Please, go on." She waved at the two of them to continue talking. It was awkward interjecting herself into this, but what else was she there for? Moral support?

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Fleur La Mallificum

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Location: ???
Skills: Darke Magyk, Concillium

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Fleur had been debating the option since she landed eyes on the man before her. Everything she had seen, everything she had been told only stood to make her decision for her. She glared at him, getting whatever sense she could off the man. It was that moment she got what she needed. The man may be called many things, maybe considered dark or death himself. But he was human, of skin and bone. And if he was human, he could bleed. And if he could bleed...

She unleashed her Darke Magyk on him instantly, catching him by surprise and wrapping thorny vines around his body and neck. "The time for talk is over, it is time for action. You shall bend to my rule." She tried to use Concillium on him, entering his mind with her voice. "Give your forces over to my side and end your sorry existence." However, it proved harder. Her vines started to wither, she noted.

"Violet, I need your aid. Let's end this man now and save us the trouble later." She had no qualms about killing her own father. Really, it was a long time coming.

The Uncanny X-Babies - Concluded

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Belladonna

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Location: Elevator - Elevator Room
Skills: Elemental Imbuement, Sword Combat, Hand-to-Hand Combat

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Bella had finished her meditating when Watts began to speak up and verbally threaten Evelyn. She imagined that if that were to happen, despite his speed and skill, Evelyn would drop him. Evelyn was skilled whereas Watts lead more with his mouth than anything else. For a smart guy, he often acted like an idiot. So why did she feel protective of him? After all, she could understand where he was coming from. Andrew was somewhere here. Watts was probably going through a lot.

"The threats are below us coming quickly, not amongst ourselves. If we have any hope of saving Andrew, we need to work together." She pulled out her sword, crackling it with electricity as Watts sped out once the doors opened, sending a whirlwind towards their enemies. Evelyn ran forward dealing with Lady Deathstrike, which left Mastermind for her. She charged forward, slashing across the woman's back, sending the rippling of electricity into her. She stumbled forward, an arc across her back barely bleeding, but it had done its job. She lunged at the woman, grappling her into a chokehold to knock her out. She didn't want to kill unless absolutely necessary. This job was already messy enough.

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Pandora Quill

Location: Wichita, Kansas - Streets -> Pandora's Apartment
Skills: N/A

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Pandora had wondered why she was still standing there speaking to the girl. She couldn't care less really. "Well whatever. Good luck kid." She made her way down the street, eager to get inside her home and put her feet up for a spell. Today started off so good and ended so sourly. If she ever saw goggle girl again...well that would wait until then. She had managed to get back home. Her eyes wandered over to people who were eyeing her. She was used to being ogled on occasion, but this was something else.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer," she said as she made her way up the steps into her building and then up to her apartment. She locked the door, flung her belongings on her bed, and crashed on the couch with a thud and a sigh. Sometimes she hated this city. She often had dreams of other places. Castles and forests and such. Wouldn't that be nice? Or other times she thought about moving to somewhere like Los Angeles or New York. The bigger the city, the more people so more likely to hide in a crowd. Plus, she could make it as an actor. Or a model.

These thoughts raced in her head as she let herself fall into a small slumber.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Desdemona Pemberton

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Location: Camp Half-Blood - Barrier Entrance
Skills: N/A

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It hadn't quite occurred to her that the nearest city was Manhattan of all places. Given their location, she had assumed that the camp would be in its own remote location, or perhaps in some state with not a lot going on around it. Instead, they were nearby one of the largest cities in the country. And no one batted an eye at this. "Manhattan it is then." Of course, she had no intention of obeying this curfew rule anyway. Who would enforce it? She wanted to see that as much as she wanted to leave the camp for a bit.

She followed Theresa back towards the dining pavilion. Her mind was in planning mode, because any other thought would have drifted back to you-know-who and she didn't want to deal with that at the moment. She wondered if they could leave with weapons? Hers transformed into a bracelet, and the city was known for being sketchy. She wondered how those rules came to be and if those before them had broken them and what happened? Surely the police didn't intervene in such matters. Though she would like to see them try.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Tinley Abercrombie

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Location: The Common Room - the Hub
Skills: N/A

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While the hustle and bustle of the holidays, complete with music, decorations, deals, and more, made other people holly and jolly, it left Tinley ill at ease. It wasn't as if she hated the holidays. Far from it. Some of her best memories were with her family during this time of the year. It wasn't that Christmas overshadowed all else, even Holloween and Thanksgiving (for Americans). It wasn't because Christmas music blared everywhere.

It was because her mother died on Christmas Eve.

Since then, the holidays were always a sore spot. Little by little Christmas cheer was chipped away. Soon, her father would just send her a card with a check rather than the annual invitation to the family Christmas party. Her brother would text her his greetings, but he was busy with his own family and his own children. And SHIELD didn't regularly make time for such festivities. They had a world to constantly save.

However, this time was different. With the transition to San Fransisco, along with her new promotion, things were not set in stone just yet, which allowed for more freedom. Funds were offered for her to plan a party, and a party she planned. She kept it holiday-themed (recognizing some among them did not celebrate Christmas). However, she saw that the Secret Santa was still set. She had purchased hers already, had it wrapped professionally, and it was set off to the side. She had no other gifts to buy really, apart from her father and brother. This time of the year also stood to remind her she didn't have much of social life. While normally she didn't mind not having someone to come home to, it was during this time of the year it struck a little harder than she had no one to worry about her. She kept it on the down-low, but she had recent;y been checking on potentially adopting. Once she found more time, of course.

With the room decorated, food laid out, drinks set up (along with a bartender to serve). She went out and bought a party dress for the occasion. And now she stood, waiting for people to arrive. "You'll get through this Tinley. It's one day," she whispered to herself.

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Tempest Renroir

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Location: The Common Room - the Hub
Skills: N/A

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Tempest awoke the day of the party full of holiday cheer. She checked on her brother first, but once that was done she immediately got to work. While she looked like the type to enjoy Halloween (and she did), Christmas was her favorite holiday. She had dyed her hair red the night before in preparation. Gifts were bought quickly. She didn't know what to get her secret Santa originally, but she had more or less hacked them to find out what they liked. She had also done her hacking to send everyone a holiday greeting through their email. She'd repent later. She was sure she was still on the Nice list.

She put on her Christmas dress and checked herself out in the mirror before she headed to the party. She stopped herself from literally skipping to the room, but she was so happy to be spending the holidays with people she enjoyed being around. Plus, considering she had died in an alternate timeline, now was an even better time to celebrate.

She walked into the room and saw Tinley there. "Felix Navidad! You look great! Where do I put the gifts?" She said just as she saw the tree and went over to add her gifts to the pile.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Leighton Brooks

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Location: The Cherry Bomb - Washington D.C.
Skills Ice Manipulation

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Leighton didn't know what was happening with Callie and Veil and she only partially understood where the teleporting man was with the help of the ponchos. Before she could step forward, she heard him whisper in her ear before she was moved and thrown against one of the bookshelves she had seen before. She hit the ground hard, but thankfully that was it. She stood up just in time to hear Veil call out to Max to create more light. When she saw that Max wasn't responding, she got concerned. Thanks to Max's poncho and some strangled sounds, she knew he was being choked by the demon.

She summoned her ice powers on her hands, chilling them over. She ran forward and attempted to grab his neck. Max had been released and the demon teleported away. "Face me! Only cowards hide in darkness." She didn't have a sense to where he was, but she shot off her ice powers, missing tow times, but her third hit him on the tail. So she got him at last. With her hands still icy, if he tried to grab her again, she'd have access to him and he would feel the chill.

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Anastasia Reinhardt

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Location: Train Heist
Skills N/A

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Ana merely sighed as the triplets did their thing, stopping the train and then proceeding to cause chaos by having them kill each other. "So, now the train with unstable mutants is aware of something going on. The element of surprise has been shattered. I will make note of this and report it later." She directed the subtle threat towards the triplets. Once they were gone, she sidled up next to Jinx. "If you have any survival instinct left in you, you need to learn not to question or insult people with the ability to make your brain bleed from the inside out. Challenging Emma and the triplets will only seek to get you killed." The same held true for her, should Jin feel the need to rise up to her.

She allowed Jinx to go first through the cars. After all, should any of the mutants inside begin to fight back she'd rather they target him first. As they entered the train cars, mutants sat in the seat, restrained and sedated. This was how humans wanted them. Corralled up like prisoners when they should be out there ruling. It was only a matter of time, she reminded herself.

She noted that a big metal box stood where the restrooms on a normal train would be. And it was chained shut. "Do keep an eye on that box, dear Jinx. If that one is chained, I imagine whoever is inside it is quite dangerous. Wouldn't want to upset them."

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Tinley Abercrombie, Maria Hill, Hawkeye, and Black Widow

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Location: the Hub - San Fransisco

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It had been less than twenty four hours since Janet van Dyne, Theresa Sparks, and Raynor Blake returned to the land of the living. The team had been asked to report to the nearest S.H.I.E.L.D. facility in San Fransisco, the Hub, for a full debrief on everything that had happened. Black Widow had been brought in from Washington D.C. to assist in the interviews. Some of the agents had given more than others, but even then there was still enough for S.H.I.E.L.D. to take action on. Dominika Novikova had used illegal technology with Dr. Hank Pym - she had also stolen materials from Stark Industries. Acting Director Maria Hill didn't have much of a choice - Novikova was fired.

"Agent Abercrombie?" a woman with short, curly red hair asked as she walked up to the field leader of the Secret Warriors. "Agent Romanoff, we're ready for you now."

Tinley had been prepared for it. After Niah had told her about their alternate history and the events that led them to fix it, she knew it would only be a matter of time before Novikova faced repercussions for her actions. On paper, Tinley was against it. She went against S.H.I.E.L.D and that was a no-no. Outside of files and bureaucracy, Novi had earned her support and her efforts brought back their people from imminent danger. She wasn't about to forget that.

Dressed to the tens, Tinley sat and waited as the redheaded woman approached her. She stood up. "Pleasure. Lead the way." Tinley followed Agent Romanoff to what she hoped would be a painless interview. But when did that ever happen?

Romanoff walked into what appeared to be an ordinary conference room, but the woman sitting at the end of the desk was anything but ordinary. Maria Hill, former Deputy Director and now Acting Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. rose from her seat and extended a hand to Tinley. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Agent Abercrombie. Please, have a seat." Romanoff took the seat to Hill's right and on her left, Barton was sitting there, looking a bit contemplative. There was a folder in front of each of the agents and a few glasses of water.

Barton was thumbing his S.H.I.E.L.D. badge. "I guess I can get this started, then?" he asked, fidgeting a bit with his hearing aid to make sure that it was working properly. "I'm retiring from active duty with S.H.I.E.L.D. - my kids are growing up and I need to make sure I'm there for them... which means that my job is open."

"You would be reporting to Acting Director Hill until the president makes an official choice of replacement," Black Widow explained. While Alexander Jakobsen was the President-Elect, he wouldn't be sworn in until January - the Twitter monster was still in the Oval Office.

"I just have one question for you before we make the offer official, agent," Acting Director Hill said, looking at Tinley dead in the eye. "There's a spider in a shower, and it's been there for days, trapped. And every time you turn the water on, it tries to run for its life to escape, but it can't get out. So what do you do? Do you move it to safety, do you kill it, or do you let it be?"

Tinley had sat where she was referred and sipped the water in front of her as the others spoke. What she had not accounted for was that promotion was up for grabs. Once Barton brought it up Tinley nearly choked on her water. She set it down on the table again before she looked around the room. So a spot would be open and they had brought her in here to offer it. Or to, at least, test if she would be ready.

She had wanted to move up the ladder since she started. This would be a nice step up. A way to still manage her team, but have more authority. The spider question was a bit...odd, but she imagined there was more to it than that. "Well I won't sugarcoat the fact I do not like spiders, but it's not like it is doing me any harm. I would attempt to free it. After all, spiders are integral creaturs, protecting homes from all manner of creepy crawlies out and about." She spoke the truth, she hoped it was what they wanted to hear.

"Is that what the spider wants?" Agent Romanoff posed. Hill's expression was neutral but calm as she watched Tinley, whereas Barton was clearly trying not to smile too much at his second in command. He couldn't help but be proud of her, despite the events of the last day or so.

"Well I imagine the spider wants to be safe. Possibly why it is in my tub for a reason. But it's not like I can ask it and get a response. If I could, I would see what it wants and reach a compromise that worked for both of us. But as it stands, it cannot, and I don't want to bring harm to it for no reason. So I take it upon myself to ensure its safety to the best of my abilities."

The three agents exchanged wordless looks for a moment. Black Widow's expression was calculating, Barton was pleased, and Hill was as frustratingly neutral as ever. After what felt like at least a ten minute pause, Hill nodded at Barton and Barton stood up, holding out his badge to Tinley. "Congrats, Agent. Welcome to Level Seven Clearance - the coffee is just as shitty for us, but at least you get the option of tacking on a cool codename to use... And you now have full control over your own team. You can recruit as you wish, within reason of course."

"You can't reinstate Dr. Novikova," Widow informed her bluntly.

"We also will be relocating your team to San Fransisco. You'll be based here in the Hub," Hill added. "You'll participate in weekly meetings with me and the other Level Sevens."

Tinley breathed a sigh of relief and stood up, accepting the badge that was offered. "Thank you all for this. I won't let you down." She had figured that there would be no way to reinstate Novikova to the team. That was fine with her. She had other plans in mind anyway. But at least now she had authority. Another step up the ladder. She wanted to call her family. She wondered if her mother would be proud of her.

"I'll make preparations for the relocation then. Anything you wish for me to do before then?"

"That'll be all, Agent Abercrombie," Hill said. "I'll be in touch."

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Tempest Renroir

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Location: Pym Technologies
Skills: Healing Manipulation

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Tempest tentatively made her way back to Novikova. "Sorry to break you up lovebirds, but I just want to try again and get you healed up as best I can. Don't mind me, continue kissing and canoodling." With that, she healed up Novikova again. She managed to get her better, but she still felt something off in her. Novi at least knew this so she wouldn't have to break the news to her. She then made her way over to Raynor to get him healed better, then Spider-Gwen, then Janet. Once she was satisfied her party was at max health (or as close to it as possible) she stopped.

She still felt off about seeing that vision or other reality. What did she do about it though? What can she do? It seemed Niah and Tinley conversed, perhaps about it seeing as Niah was in the vision. She would et the sciency people deal with it while she kept to her technology. She made her way over to Pym again and the others, in case she needed to help them monitor anything, but she assumed all was safe now that they had everyone back.