[b][i][color=ec008c][center][h3]Anomaly[/h3][hr][/center][/color][/i][/b]
It took Xoxi a grand total of a second before she realized what 'suiting up' actually meant, or at least what she thought it meant. They were fuckin'. Good luck head maybe? Maybe something a bit more... power-related? Eh, Xoxi would think about it later. Right now, she had to focus on something else.

Xoxi went to get her hoodie, when she realized that it wasn't actually [i]here[/i]. Pudding was picking it up, probably... hopefully... Xoxi was not sure on how the hospital would react to a pile of sludge going in to retrieve her hoodie. Maybe they'd be cool with it? Pudding knew a few people there because of his AA meetings a forever ago, but would they still let him go in and get her hoodie? Hell if Anomaly knew and cared. That hoodie was toast, but she was still willing to fight without her persona. It'd be toougher, but hey, she had done it before.

The teen jogged in place a bit, trying to get used to her sore leg, then stopped and faced Alex. [color=ec008c]"Being Anomaly isn't important, Heroes are Heroes, and I'm ready to get this shit settled."[/color] Xoxi's hand flew up to her side and did something akin to a fist pump. She was ready, she was enthusiastic, but most of all she wanted one thing.

Revenge.

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