Magneto's room

[Magneto]

"Family is overrated."

Magneto watched Mystique walk in, her timing was just right for what he had in mind.

"Now now Mystique, not everyone has your share of cynicism and bad family reunions."

"The transmission has stopped. The necklace must be out of range of the current activities."

"Yes, I noticed that. No worry, I doubt the X-Men will be venturing too far away from the safety of their mansion anytime soon."

Magneto broke his stare away from the monitor and glanced at Moss.

"Mystique, prep Moss here and drop him off near the mansion as soon as you can. He'll be our eyes and ears inside the X-Men headquarters."

[zoken]

"Sir... what about telepaths?" Moss had heard of mutants that could read other's minds. how could he fake his own mind?

[Mystique]

She nodded resentfully at Magneto. She didn't need him to tell her what to do. Turning to Moss, she fielded the question.

"They're too goody goody to dig through your head. Just don't think loudly."

[zoken]

"If you say so," he said with abow. his stomace growled, and he looked embarassed. "I am ready to leave when you are."

[Mystique]

"I'll need to give you information, prep you. Follow me."

She led the way to the briefing room

((Continued in... you guessed it, the briefing room))

[Magneto]

Magneto walked into the room in a daze, took off his helmet and collapsed onto the bed. He closed his eyes, letting his thoughts drift and his mind slip away from consciousness.