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"The pacemaker must be working then....purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" she spoke as she stretched lazily and headed towards where Fiona was waking up. A short hop and Mystique was up in the wheelchair.

"Purrrrr...." she purred.

"A real live kitty!" Fiona whispered as she reached out and hugged the cat.