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Intuition had always been what Ororo relied upon most. She had never once trusted Doom nor his intentions, it came as no surprise that he had released the contents of his personal list, though he had withheld the extent of people’s powers and thankfully, no identities were attached. No person in power asked for such priceless information without ulterior motives but thankfully, several mutants had listed, allowing some of the heat to be thrown onto other heroes. It was a small thing to be grateful for, but Ororo was obviously pleased that her plan had gone accordingly. That being said, she hated the fact that people had had their trust broken, and she hated that numerous heroes were getting such merciless treatment.

A day after the party, Ororo had requested that Jean meet her at a small, discreet diner. She preferred to be at the mansion, but with the chaos on the streets, she felt it important to be close to the heroes facing repercussion for their refusal. Ororo refused to allow people to be harmed solely for exercising their liberties. “Thank you for coming to lunch,” she said, offering Jean a bright smile as her friend sat across from her. Absently, Ororo’s eyes drifted outside and she frowned at the sight of the angry signs and loud chants, demanding that heroes comply with Doom. “What do you make of our president leaking the list?” She asked quietly, turning her attention back to Jean, obviously troubled.

@villain-midoriya this was gettin too long for a reply and i didnt wanna bog down the og post anyways