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Victoria was barely two steps away from reaching the hallway when she heard footsteps just behind her. Glancing over her shoulder, she smiled when she saw that it was Conner, but it soon flickered away once he asked about the details of the hanger. It wasn't until that exact moment in time that she realized she didn't know where the hanger was or what type of X-Vehicle was down there. For all she knew there was nothing but a hang-glider or some jet skis in the Hanger, but seeing as Professor Xavier was rich enough to board all of these people in his home, a rocket ship wasn't too far fetched of an idea.

"The Hanger," she half-lied, look forward down the hallway as opposed to making eye contact with Conner. She kept her voice cool and even, giving off the illusion that she knew exactly what she was talking about, "is in the sub-basement and as for what it holds, you'll just have to wait and see."

Damion chuckled sliently as he watched Carlos who from this day forward would be yet another in a long line of enemies he was developing in this town alone with Lance of course being at the top. When he heard Zion's reply however he paused. She might have been right, the ride had been rather bumpy and te way he had been deposited you never could tell. "I know one thing's for sure, before I leave this hellhole I am getting it back." Of course, he realised the likelability of him leaving this place but then, that was one of the factors that made his statement so true. "Just great, can you beleave our luck? We are trapped in the middle of God knows what with one of them. I guess it could be worse..." At least in this place a cleache rain was pretty much impossible.

Damion laughed lightly. He might as well have been rolling on the floor at that point though because that was the highest gauge he had. He was not paying atention to Carlos though he expected that fire from a seasoned elite like Zion would send a spoiled X hole like the flase shadow user into turmoil. "Hey at least the martians, or government, or whomever did not leave us without entertainment. His eyes would dart to Carlos for less than a second and in a direction he could not see.

Carlos didn't need to react to either of the two. Even as his boot caught fire he simply raised his leg an patted it out calmly then put his shades back in his pocket not carring about his headache. They might regret their decisions later. He looked around the room calmly thinking as he closed his eyes. He walked slowly to what was the same kind of door and kicked it lightly twice. He then shrugged and didn't pay any attention to the others snarky comments or spite towards him. Instead he found his own wall to lean against and just stayed there not looking at either of the two still thinking.

"Master of Magnetism really is something." Carlos while traveling from his room to Zion's shadow caught abit of what Magneto was saying to Morgan but didn't dare go face them by popping up near Morgan. as for knowing anything else. He could pop up in the voide of space through a shadow of the astroids darkside. and anything else he knew from his father. He didn't like what was going on but he could agree with the other two that things could be worse. he sighed to himself as he looked back at the door. no doubt the room was wired so their host wasn't worried that one more had switched rooms. if he wanted to escape the odds were against him. Fifty miles meant maybe a space station to a passing shuttle to an airliner to the ground. that was almost impossible to time. even for him.

Lizz had nodded and simply followed along after Lance when he took off. She got the idea that Lance didn't like to loose and that his pride or ego had been bruised. She'd make a suggestion somewhat later. "There he is." She said as they found Toad. "You look terrible." She told him but Lance left no room for chit-chat as he immidiatly moved deeper into the mansion. "Come on shorty lets follow the leader." She said as she started after Lance.

Damion paused for a moment and gave Carlos the single worst look he was capable of giving. It was almost as if he could set the little do-gooder ablaze if he made him feel uncomfortable enough He tired of this after the moment seemed awkward enough and then shrugged to Zion. "I dunno, but if this is the winner's circle I doubt the losers are getting milk and cookies." He walked over to the large steel door. "I could probably get out of this room but depending on what is on the other side that might not be a good thing..." He turned back to Zion. "I dunno, what do you think? The only plan I can think of is trying to find Mystiwue and Avalanche. They have probably already got a plan to ditch this place." He made sure to use their code names because you never know what an X-man was willing to do for their rediculously self centered cause.

Damion shook his head. "The door is no trouble at all. And the fact that your brain stops working there is what seperates you X-minors from those of us who deserve to be superior." He took a breath and walked over to lean against the wall by Zion. He twisted the currents of his voice so that only Zion coud hear him. This was one of his more overlooked "gifts" but it was all the same useful. This place IS a spaceship. There are bound to be escape pods somewhere if we can just get through the door.

The firey red-head looked at her teammate and smiled at him, completly ignoring her ex opponant Carlos who she wouldn't underestimate since their little tussle. Zion was prepared to say something to Damion when a loud banging sound resonated through the chamber. Looking away from Damion she saw Jilann smashing against the door and walls. "Woman what in gods name are you doing?" Her pink eyes on the girl looking at her as if she had just escaped a ward in a high security mental institution.