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Damion nodded turning towards the machine. "Too true. Aside from Liz though all of us from the Brotherhood are through." He meant to apply a little bit of pressure with the statement but he found that with his kind of voice things often came out mellow and indifferent regardless of how he ment them to sound. "If she is not going through though, I could realy care less what happens to the rest of the winners. THough here is the real kicker, MYstique and Lance ended up on the losers side. We might have a problem as far as alliegences go." He took enough of a chance to look at Mystique's expression. Her face practically embodied what he was saying, though he was sure that he would not be on Mystiques mind as long as that machine was still coughing up super-mutants.

Zion smirked, she wouldn't go as far as saying sexy but she just nodded in agreement with Lizz. "They could always just pop in there. It's not like no one isn't already doing that." Zion said with a shrug. "When we get back to the house I'll take the two of you to the Gut Bomb if it's not to late when we get back to Bayville."

“I don’t want to see anymore…”, her head and body turned completely away from those that continued through the machine like a well orchestrated factory of numbskulls. His voice was strained and disappointed... Perhaps turning a blind eye to her enemy was an ill conceived move on her part, but she found that the more she saw, the angrier she got. Her form twisted easily about as she stood rather tersely with her back to Aarons, eyes boring holes into the wall before her. It was getting ridiculous. They had no purpose here. Abducted or not, those who went through the machine went through it of their own free will…

There was no crime, no atrocity… Just people; Friends switching sides. It didn’t matter if they still had their wits about them or not. They’d chosen Magneto and his unknown goals over the teachings of Xavier. Narcissa didn’t know weather to laugh, or cry. As such she forcibly cooled her hand and slipped it through Aarons. At least some would be staying… The Professor would know what to do about it… But he was no where to be found.

Conner sidled his way to the back of the losing group, not wanting to watch the spectacle everyone else was, he could see the pain of betrayal on several of the X-mens fae as one of thier own signed up to Magneto's offer.

"We've got to find Xavier." He whispered to the group, low enough so Magneto and the 'winners' wouldn't hear. "Anyone have a plan?"

Damion smiled. It was an odd thing, because with his new somewhat wilder appearence his devilish smirk gave him an impish expression. He circled around her, bending over her shoulder. "We are not jealous are we mesa me?" He said coppying a voice he had seen on telivision and backing out of the easily-slappable position. He did not stay long in such dangerous territory though. "Hey," He looked back towards the group she had targeted her insult at. He did not seem too interested in them. "I hope it works out for them. It wont, but I still hope it does. You know?" He paused for a second then turned back towards Zion with one eybrow raised. "did you say steak fries?" Damion was fully ready to keep a conversation marching on without giving her a decent chance for rebutal. Besides, most of Damion's questions (up unto the last one to which he was truly intrigued) were retorical.

"Yes steak fries...not actually steak but it's just the kind they are." Zion said then shook her head when he teased her. In return she pressed her own body against his and ran a finger down his chest. Looking into his eyes she purred out, "Oh but why would I have any reason to be jealous when I have such eye candy right here, love?" Looking back at Lizz she winked and grinned.

Stepping back, Zion let out a small laugh. "We can go to the pub instead of the Gut Bomb. I've got a car and it's only an hour away from the house. If that is you guys don't mind waiting after we get back."

Now Damion was genuinly grinning. "Now that sounds like my kind of night!" Wrapping one arm around Zion as if he was about to erupt into merryment. Of course, then he went crashing back down to reality. Reality being the fact that he was, even with the extra couple of inches and longer hair granted by the perfection machine, quite young looking. He sighed. "The only problem being I do not exactly look legal." It was the truth, he did have a fake ID but more often than not, that did not help. In the past, he could get into any bar by using fear tactics and if the cops were called it was usually night and he was untrackable. Of course, He could just see Zion getting cornered and making chargrill out of 10-20 coppers before finally being captured, and that would not do at all. "What kind of people own this bar because if they are not either very cool, very lazy, or very stupid I dont have much chance being mistaken for a legal citizen." He thought but never quite said that there was also the option of manipulating the jukebox into preaching that "he boy should get booze!" He thought that might work, or get him shot.

(I was going to post earlier but well, I did... three times now. Gaia hates me today...)

Zion had to laugh that time. "Yes but see everyone seems to forget I have one other ability. Don't use it as often but you're age won't mean a thing. Plus, we aren't going there to drink, love. Though if ya wanted a drink I could get it quick like." She patted him on the head gently then put her arm around his shoulder.

Looking over at Lizz she said, "Don't worry I wouldn't do anything here. Plus, if I did it would only be enough to make all the x-geeks in here blush to death."

((omg i totally just relized something. i went and looked at how tall damion is compared to zion and well..when she pressed up against him he boobs must of been all up in his face XD she's 5'11 and he's only 5'5 sweatdrop my bad dude ))