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[img]https://i.ibb.co/sPhkRcz/amy-snack-edit.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=BA68A6]Location:[/color][/b] Serval Industries - Training Room
[b][color=BA68A6]Skills: Void Reach[/color][/b] [hr][/center]

Sapphire took advantage of her weakness and Bobbi didn't do much of anything to stop it.  She winced and hissed in pain as she felt the boot connect with her knee and she went down with a loud slam as her back hit the floor.  There was a dizzying moment where she wondered if her head had hit the floor as well.  Bobbi stared up at the ice woman and let her say her piece.

She didn't get it.  They would never get it, would they?  She had just summoned the stupid weapon that, according to Watts (as well as herself) had been a partial means of murder for a teammate.  That thing had played a part in Andrew's death.  It was her fault and she was loathe to see it.  But she said nothing, she stared at the woman for a long time until she removed herself from Bobbi's person.  She stood and swiped at her back end to remove any particles of dust that might have lingered there.

Watt's entry into the room was indicated only by the rush of wind at first.  She grimaced at the sight of him, barely able to tolerate the man's presence as much as he hers.  She caught sight of Wesley as well and offered him a small smile before concentrating on what the pair had to say.  She wrinkled her eyebrows together at Watts' statement that made nearly no sense.  Andrew?  Alive?  No....  Evelyn offered more explanation and offered out the files.  Bobbi took hold of them, beginning to flip through them.  Her hands were shaking badly and Wes took the papers from her so that they could be more easily read with steady hands.


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[img]https://i.ibb.co/N7Zvbj3/hrithik-roshan-photoshoot-for-filmfare-magazine-january-2017-1.jpg[/img][hr][hr][b][color=88AC85]Location:[/color][/b] Serval Industries - The Hallway --> Training Room
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He cringed in sympathy with Bobbi's thump to the floor.  He couldn't hear what was being said but he could tell from the chilled, sour expression on her face that she did not like it at all.  He walked further into the room just as a certain speedster made his grand entrance.  Wes could not keep the scowl from his face, even as Bobbi smiled at him.  He listened intently to the small number of facts offered to them.

Shock rattled through his spine and splintered across his nerves.  Andrew couldn't possibly be alive, could he?  And all this time the grief Watts had poured over himself and Bobbi.  For what?  No, he shouldn't think about the man, that wasn't important right now.  What truly mattered was saving Andrew.  He voiced his desire to join before Evelyn added in her bit.

[color=88AC85]"I'm with you,"[/color] he said to Watts, voice laced with cool detachment.

He stood beside Bobbi, looking over her shoulder at the files she had taken from Evelyn.  It became obvious that she could not hold the items in any way that was helpful to the group, so he took them from her and held them out in his more steady hands, his eyes scanning over the facts laid before them.