[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
[color=Purple][b]Skills:[/b][/color]Perception, Pop Culture Knowledge, Radio Wave Interpretation[/center][hr][hr]
Waverley watched as, after her blow to his shoulder, Vulcan dramatically crumbled to his knees. Her eyes went wide with surprise, still holding her rebar in front of her. She lowered it slightly, poking the man, looking for any sign of retaliation from him. When he showed none, she took a step back, a gasp escaping from her lips, followed by those same lips turning into a goofy grin. Just like with the training exercise only minutes before, she knew that the whole team was to thank, but it just felt good to execute the final part of the mission. Though the feeling she felt after taking down her first ever villain was a thousand times better than what she expected it felt like to ring the bell. She let her rebar fall out of her hands and clang onto the floor, breathing as if she had run around the block. She was about to celebrate with her new friends when the blonde lightning woman began to spout off orders. As she did, Waverley got onto her knees behind Vulcan, cautiously sticking her hands into his pockets, rummaging around until she pulled out a radio and some sort of card. She took more interest in the card, having known from the man's previous transition that he'd have some sort of radio on him. She turned it around in her hand to see the logo of some big corporation she'd heard of, but didn't really have any knowledge on. She nodded at Callie's command, standing up and holding the card out to her.

[color=purple]"I'll see what I can find. But I, uh, found this on him. It looks like a keycard, not just a business card. Do...you think that this company has anything to do with anything?"[/color] she asked, following it by scanning the room for Magik. [color=purple]"Someone should search the oth-"[/color] Waverley cut her comment short when she saw the villain girl in Colossus' arms, the large metal man seeming all too intent on keeping her with him. [color=purple]"Er...nevermind."[/color]

Without further ado, Waverley closed her eyes, and let the radio waves of the city sift through her mind. She scanned as far out as she could, tuning in to the best of her abilities and ignoring the noise coming from those around her. It didn't take too long before her efforts were rewarded.

[color=E19243]“Magik and Vulcan haven’t responded. Neither has HQ.”[/color] she finally heard, tuning in more closely the transmission. 

[color=B1C1EB]“Tunnels are clear.... Black King, I think I found the remnants of a sentinel.”[/color]

Waverley's brow furrowed, and her eyes slid back open, only to see two new faces standing where the other two villains had come from. She quickly crouched down and began to scramble towards her rebar, only to hear Colossus greet one as if they were old friend. It caused Waverley to stand back up straight, and turn over to Spark Plug, her voice lowered in fear of interrupting any other important conversation her coworkers might be having.

[color=purple]"The one from earlier, the one that they were calling the Black King, he's worried that they're not responding. And apparently neither is their HQ. If you want, I can try to mimic the wavelengths I felt from the girl's voice, and send him a message back saying the plan went without a hitch. It...might get them off our backs for a bit..."[/color] she began, glancing back down at the defeated villain in Colossus' arms, before continuing. [color=purple]"And there's a new one, a woman, who said that the tunnels are clear, and that...they'd found the remnants of a...sentinel?"[/color]