[hr][hr][center][h1][color=Purple]Waverley Watts - Feedback[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/9009e9986045d8c064181a6ce81b8571/tumblr_psqd1zlT251y4marvo4_r2_250.gifv[/img][hr]
[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] Mutant Underground, Washington D.C. Station
[color=Purple][b]Skills: [/b][/color]Radio Wave Manipulation, Internet Skills[/center][hr][hr]

Part of Waverley was extremely tempted to throw insults back at Vulcan, the same part, perhaps, that ever thought she could last even a month as part of an wanted underground mutant activist group. But with the deranged, powerful mutant angry and shooting his lasers all over the place, that part of her was silenced by the much larger part of her that was just fucking terrified. After a few moments, when Colossus and Vulcan were rolling on the ground, she felt Cayden pull her through the gift shop and out the exit. She gave him a quick nod when he told her to find a place to hide, turning towards the door to the outside. But as she turned, she saw the other three members of their group, the scraggly one frantically trying to wave her and Cayden over. Waverley glanced back at the fighting going on behind her, and quickly pranced towards the group. She hated how useless she felt when it came to fighting. The best she could do was stay out of the way. Though perhaps, she thought, she could be both useful and out of the way.

When she got to the three of them, she immediately turned her attention to Sapphire, opening her mouth to speak. But she didn't, stepping behind Sapphire and waiting as the cold woman shot her icy blades at their assailant. Once there seemed to be a break in her attacks, Waverley spoke and spoke quickly.

[color=purple]"Can I have the keys so I can pull up the van?"[/color] She asked, her words slamming together in an almost spaceless strand of fast-spoken syllables that sounded more like one long word than a full sentence. Sapphire focused on Vulcan, keeping her eyes on him. Without saying a word, she reached into her pocket, grabbed the keys, and handed them to Waverley, not taking her eyes off of him for a moment. Waverley gave Sapphire a toothy smile and nodded, though the leader didn't seem to be paying any attention to her. She quickly bolted out the door of the hospital, and began to walk into the parking lot. But before she got far, she saw a line of ambulances. She paused, looking at them with interest. A flashflood of old movie scenes in ambulances invaded her head, a number of them including the use of some sedative kept on board the vehicle. It was at that moment that an idea dawned on her.

Waverley, being a suburban girl from a relatively well off family who'd always been spoon fed stories of heroes always doing what's right, had never seriously considered becoming a car thief, even after she discovered her powers allowed her to unlock cars with relative ease. But as she stared at the vehicles in front of her, she was thankful for that aspect of her powers. She concentrated her mind, her eyes squinting into slits as she stared the first ambulance in the line down. She pictured jimmying a lock in her mind, a visualization to help the process. Unfortunately, it didn't help enough. She shifted her eyes to the second one, getting the same result, and then to the third one. The third one, as she jimmied it, clicked, both aloud and in her mind.

She quickly approached the back, pulling the doors open and climbing inside. Her eyes scanned the vehicle, and it took her a moment to realize she wasn't sure what to look for. She flipped her phone out, and began to type. It only took one google search to find what exactly to look for. After a while of rummaging through the ambulance cabinets, she managed to get her hands on some of the sedative, as well as a few needles. Pocketing them, she backed out of the ambulance, and shut the doors.