[center][color=navy][h1]Magnus Wagner/ BAMF[/h1][/color]
[u]Location:[/u] Atrium
[u]Interactions:[/u]Possibly all present
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Magnus had been ready to go a half hour ago, so where was he? Honestly, he'd been there the whole time. Up in the rafters of the atrium like a phantom, he'd held position and slowed his breathing to ten breath to five per mnute. The mutant had slipped in earlier with the maitenence crew as just an eager arrival and aite for back toturn before he made his way up the wall and behind a light fixture. he relied on the bright light to not only cast a shadow for him to blend with but the intensity of the light causes most to avert their eyes. Even in a normal room without a lampshade, the natural response is to look at the wall or an object rather than the intense photonic barrage.

He watched, waited, and listened. Finally, he lunged from his perch and dropped into a crouch in his assigned seat but landing on it backwards with his hands on the backrest. His skyblue tail whiped about until he found his banance where it began to dance like a cats as he seemed to be both blind but watching everyone with those blacked-out eyes.

[color=navy]"So, I'm Magnus. A mutant but not a vampire. Just your garden variety contortionist that woud spider-man wince. I study magic as well but I am surely not as skilled as the others here. I'm from...way out of town but glad to be here."[/color]