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Aaron heard the crackling of energy and looked down to see it arcing about Narcissa's fingers. "Calm down. I know you're upset and I am too but we've got to keep cool. Okay?" He said with an encouraging smile at her. He was worried about her and it showed through his eyes and expression on his face. "I'm sure everything will turn out okay." Atleast I hope so. He thought the last part to himself as he watched Zion step into the machine.

Lizz watched as Morgan tested his powers out, her expression still somewhat doubtfull and grave. Could it be that all her fears were perhaps unnessissary? It was certainly possible, but Lizz was a realist by nature and that part of her refused to beleive that this was the case. This process had to have a price tag attached to it and she supposed that bomb would be dropped after the winners all got their rewards.

Narcissa simply shook her head, sunshine colored tresses waving in the light, moving with her. The young girl held an absolute stubbornness in her beliefs, leaving her with a highly one sided view of the situation. She simply did not see the grey that the others saw, did not see that the enhancements could possibly exist without some price. Without some consequence. Her jaw set, chin faintly jutted out, her formerly blue eyes glared hawkishly at those in line, settling finally on Maggy-face.

"No it won't...", she responded to Aaron, eyes unflinchingly glaring towards him. She couldn't exactly see him anymore... Just light. Small pinpoints of light that depicted and detailed everything that she needed to see... Even things that didn't make sense to her. " And I am quite calm Aaron...", a small sad smile blossomed on her lips..."We're all still here and breathing..."

It was entirely his fault. The sudden divide that she felt between the ones that he had chosen, and the ones that he hadn’t was seeming more and more apparent with every mutant that went through the transformation. It was division, the strong made stronger, the weak with a larger bridge to create… Her eyes flipped towards Victoria… How were they to approach something like this? Narcissa was all in favor of removing the machine from the equation… Yet perhaps it required a more diplomatic approach.. What were they supposed to do… Just stand around like good little ducks?

'Well if the only side affects are a new do i’m in.' she tough slipping in what kind of reminded her of a school lunch line. 'i wouldn’t mind any streak or major hair color changes, that is why hair dying rocks' she though trying to amuse herself till it was her turn

Jillann noticed Mystique walk up and start dissing magneto. 'Man her jealous, i don’t recall her fighting so the would actually make her a winner and a loser....' she thought still trying to entertain herself 'damn it i'm over analyzing stuff again!'

Damion truly tensed up for the first time sence he had gotten to the place. He wondered what would happen if Mystique managed to take this opurtunity away from him... He could hold a grudge for a long time but anything he held was not based on anger but actual need. He could tell now that the events were going to unfold sooner than later and were going to be all one sided. Either Magneto would agree to allowing her to join in which had little chance and the X-geeks would try to stop anyway or Magneto resisted her demands and it came to all out battle between the groups. He was behind Carlos, behind Zion. He hated to have to associate with the good-doer but he had his own worries and he was not about to give this up. Let Magneto make his decision but for the love of God let him take his time in awnsering. He leaned over Carlos's Shoulder. "We need to hurry this along, tell Zion. This is about to get messy if we do not get moving." Damion had reverted back to his cold statistical self and out of the warm punkish teenager of earlier. He had a goal in mind right now and it was time to begin making things happen.

((In an attempt to keep things moving...))

Magneto had just raised his hands to start Zion's enhancements process when his cohort Mystique stepped up to the plate.

"I'm sorry," he said. "But we both agreed that only the winners of today's test would have the opportunity to reap the reward. Perhaps you all will have to try harder next time."

At the last bit he was addressing not only Mystique but the rest of the none-winners as well. Weather they wanted the prize or not, he would have expected Xavier's kids to preform better under attack. Far better.

"As for your mentor," continued Magneto, raising a hand and stopping Conner mid-stride. "I can assure you that his is under the best of care. If you and your friends would just cooperate and let us, the elite, go through with this, I will return him to you unharmed."

That said, Magneto flicked another hand and the door to the Genetic Enhancer closed tightly. It was time to speed up the process.

Damion kept one eye on the losers at any given time now that the event hat reached it's possible climax. Zion had entered the Machine and that was one good thing, but he was determined to be in it before all of this reached a dramatic conclusion. That might mean finding a way to go before Carlos as well. He had no problem with making an enemy suffer to attain a goal. Back before he had joined up with the brotherhood this had been one of his sole philosophies. It had not changed that much sence either. He griitted his teath wondering how much longer Mystique would hold out. He might actualy have to chose a side as well. He knew he should stay fast with Mystique whome was their leader but so far, she had not proven a very amendable one. Her first mission with Damion had led him into the situation he was in right now after all.