[hr][hr][center][h1][color=Purple]Waverley Watts - Feedback[/color][/h1][img]https://fathersonholygore.files.wordpress.com/2019/06/father-son-holy-gore-nos4a2-jahkara-smith-2.png?w=721&h=355[/img][hr]
[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] Mutant Underground, Washington D.C. Station
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Waverley quickly and anxiously walked beside Sapphire in a way that made her almost look like an intern, or perhaps a personal assistant, except instead of a tray of coffee in her hand, she held a piece of rebar. Once they got to the van, she climbed in the back. She was seated next to Colossus, her rather small frame harshly contrasting his, which was, for lack of a better word, colossal. On a normal occasion, Casper's hulk suggestion would've brought a goofy grin to Waverley's face, but with Sapphire's explanation of the plan, the only thing on Waverley's face was a look of concern.

[color=purple]"Wait, but if I repeatedly call all the phones, they're going to know something's up. Our whole element of stealth will be blown out of the water,"[/color] Waverley commented, her eyebrows furrowed. After a moment, however, her eyes went wide, and she leaned forwards, poking her head between the driver's seat and the passenger's seat, looking at Sapphire. [color=purple]"This is a stealth mission, isn't it? We're not planning on going in there and sticking them up, are we? Because that doesn't seem like a good idea."[/color] As she finished talking, Waverley made the motion like she was going to sit back in her place, but before she could, her eyes lit up like a light bulb just came on in her head, causing her to lean back forward. [color=purple]"If getting caught by the doctors is are biggest worry after the cameras, then I can redirect them through their pagers. Then you probably won't have to deal with explaining yourselves."[/color]