Location: The Facility
A sudden burst of speed and sensation of weightlessness knocked the breath momentarily from Nina's lungs, and she had a brief moment of confusion before realising what had happened. Pietro had whisked her back across the room safely, vial still in hand.
"Thanks." She murmured breathlessly, taking in the cuts that had suddenly appeared on his body. In fact, the more she looked, the more injuries she was seeing from everyone else. Magneto was definitely doing some damage with his metal. Still, this wasn't deterring Pietro, and he was making good of his promises to the X-Men. Taking out Scarlet Witch as she targeted Nina, and then tackling Magneto to the floor. Nina blinked in surprise as he decked his father straight in the face, acting more serious than she had seen before. It couldn't have been easy to do that to one's own father, regardless of the situation.
It seemed that their foes were being taken care of quite well; Allison and Pietro were keeping Magneto more than occupied; Cecily and Scarlet Witch had both been knocked out by their brother, and the rest of the group had decimated the computers with brute force and retro 8-bit games. However, before Nina could even react to Guin, Laine caught her attention. As did the gun in his hand, and the girl he was pointing it at, holding her close. For the second time in this mission, Nina's heart skipped a beat.
She'd promised Cassandra that she'd look out for Carolina during the mission, and yet here they were, at a literal Mexican stand-off. Jaw clenching as Laine requested the vial in her hand, she glanced at it momentarily before looking back to him.
"Alright... just... don't hurt her." She said softly, walking towards him carefully with her hands raised, the plague still clenched tightly in her left one. Of course, she had no intention of giving up the plague. But the others were preoccupied at the moment, and someone had to help Carolina. Thankfully for Nina, most of her foes tended to underestimate her small stature and surprising strength. Even if Laine didn't - she was going to put up a fight.
As she got just near enough to pass the plague to him, Nina instead ran the last few steps towards him, striking out with her free hand in an attempt to get the gun away. While he was still clinging onto Carolina, Nina had knocked the glock from his hand, and is skittered across the floor.
"If you want it, come and get it." She snapped, glancing at Carolina and hoping that the girl would wrestle free herself - if she got away, she could take the plague away to safety while Nina dealt with Laine.
Location: The Facility
Although he would have liked nothing more than to jump into the elevator alongside Damon, Charlie couldn't bring himself to leave with Ayita and Cassandra locked in battle.
"Guys, c'mon!" The protest was said weakly, as if he already knew it would fall on deaf ears. At least with Ayita, anyway. She seemed to be gripped by the lust of the hunt, and Charlie was in no hurry to drag her off Avalanche and lose an arm in the process. The trouble was, he was of no use to them at the moment - he didn't have enough control over his fire - or ice - to attack his enemies without hurting Cassandra or Ayita in the process. Instead, he'd just have to act as back-up... readying his palms, Charlie stood perpendicular to the corridor wall, ready if anyone else was to show up at either end of the corridor. The thought of Othello and Sabretooth tied up upstairs flashed across his mind, along with the body of Oshea. It was only a matter of time before they came lose and tracked them down.
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