[hr][hr][center][h1][color=Purple]Waverley Watts - Feedback[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/389c0ac6b62d482eb709d0517b347589/tumblr_psqd1zlT251y4marvo3_r2_250.gif[/img][hr]
[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] Mutant Underground, Washington D.C. Station (H5 -> G7)
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Immediately after Waverley placed Spark Plug on the ground, she took a step back, a deep breath filling her lungs as she took a moment to rest. She let her trusty rebar dangle at her side, glancing out over the battlefield. The man responsible for destroying the pillars was not looking too good, with their strategist having beat the shit out of him with some sort of jiu jitsu or kung fu, and the stylish Leighton girl having thrown a ball at his balls and kicked him in the face with her heeled boot, a move that caused Waverley to wince with both pity for Vulcan and awe of Leighton. Her eyes were pulled off the sight when she heard a voice weakly speaking behind her. She looked at Spark Plug, and gave her a quick nod.

[color=purple]"I'll...I'll do my best,"[/color] she replied, her face host to a worried frown. Without waiting another second, she crouched down slightly and walked around back of their fallen pillar. With Vulcan being attacked from front and back, he seemed to be busy enough for Waverley to sneak up on. She stuck close to the wall, her rebar in her hands, ready for battle, as she quietly sauntered closer and closer to where her associates surrounded the villain. It didn't take her long to reach them. And once she was behind Vulcan, she raised the rebar above her head and...

When Waverley was ten-years-old, the Christmas after she'd beaten Ocarina of Time, her parents bought her a wooden replica of the Master Sword. She had been so excited, using it to fend off imaginary monsters in the living room. One day, though, during one of her little games, her dickish older brother, as dickish older brothers often do, told her that she was doing it all wrong. Immediately afterwards, she ran up to her room to get her first generation iPad to look up the proper way to swing a two-handed sword. Wikihow gave her all the answers she needed: right hand over left, pull down with left hand, and guide with the right hand. She broke her sword upon actually attempting to hit a training dummy she'd made by stuffing a hoodie full of pillows, but as she drew close to Vulcan, the instructions rung through her head: pull down with left and guide with right. And that's exactly what she did. She brought the rebar down on Vulcan's shoulder in a fierce blow, before stepping back a few steps and holding her rebar defensively in front of her, acting as if she knew exactly what she was doing.