Kijani had been in the backstage, getting some normal clothing on when things started to go strangely. She peeked out of the curtains, and realized that on stage was none other than Erik Lensherr. Magneto, in the flesh?

Her grandmother would be... intrigued. 

Kijani had been drilled into the motives of various high ranking supers over her lifetime, and the leader of the Brotherhood was at the top of many lists. She found herself walking forward, her mind going at a fast clip. Even though she recognized the sound of Connor's beams, and knew he was helping rescue people, she knew without having to think about it. This was it. This was her proof. She wasn't useless, she wasn't nothing...

"I will join, sir." Her shoulders squared and she smiled, and there was the old ferocity in her eyes.

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Devika was reading a book on the lawn, ten minutes out from the gym where the talent show was taking place. She was mid-paragraph, when she suddenly got hit by a powerful wave of emotion. Panic. Dread. Pure animal terror. Something was very wrong. It took her several precious seconds to fight it off and get up, rushing toward the gym as fast as she could.