[color=#E38AAE][center][h2] Caebyn -Bynie- Danvers[/h2][/center][/color]
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Bynie didn't realize she was lagging behind until one of the men escorting her cleared their throat impatiently. She blinked, coming back to herself. She had been taking small shuffling steps, eyes trained on the little cartoon characters printed on her stockings. She had been too stunned to grab her shoes when she got picked up this morning, at least she had gotten dressed for the day. Not that her ruffled dress did her any good in this place, but some how it made her feel a little better. Picking up her pace to something that was a bit more normal she felt her brain fog over once again. At first she had though her step mom had paid someone to screw with her but looking around at the place she could tell that that wasn't the case, they didn't have THAT much money.  And then there was that woman, even as Bynie had watched her make a clone of herself her brain had simply gone ' [i] of she has a twin, that's nice '[/i] while every mental red flag and siren went off letting her known that something was fucking wierd!  She was surprised that she hadn't had smoke coming out of her ears. 

She stepped into the cafeteria, coming back into focus, oh thank god, food. She took in the men in the hazmat suits with aprons tied around their waist. A high pitched whine of a giggle escaped her throat, she was fucking losing iiiiiittt. [color=#E38AAE] "Do you have coffee, please?"  [/color] One of the employees nodded, handing her a cup of blue liquid and then grabbing the pitcher of coffee and going to pour her a cup. She held up a open palm to stop him. She threw back the medicine like she was at a frat party, and set down the cup to free her hands. Smiling politely she took entire the pot of coffee from the man and made her way to the soft serve ice cream machine. Dumping in as much chocolate ice cream that could fit she then snatched a whole chocolate cake off the buffet styled tables and turned around to find a seat. There was a large group, and then a single man sitting by himself. She was tempted to sit next to him, knowing it was no fun to eat alone, but she was in a strange place and there was safety in numbers. 

She set down her treats and pulled up a chair next to one of her fellow X-Men. At the natural lag in conversation at her intrusion she announced, [color=#E38AAE]"Dont mind me, I'm just going to be eating my feelings." [/color] She stuck a straw in her coffee, picked up a fork and dug in.