This whole time Digit had been working on the sword for Ira. It was Pretty much done. it was even matched to Ira's Bracelet, so that if anyone tried to use it without the bracelet then it would just be a normal high tech looking sword. 

Ira, after speaking with storm, left the mansion, she had to find something for Digit to make her bullets. the material wasnt hard to find. a special polymer substance that inhibited telepathy. it was produced in the same facility where she had stolen the adamantium from a couple years ago. security would be tighter but she didnt care. after less than an hour of stealth and telepathy she had 50 pounds of the dry compound pounder. and the guards were sweet enough to carry it for her. she put them in the truck of the car she borrowed from the institute that was missing liscense plates and tags. she wiped everybodies memory and was on her way back to the school.