[hr][hr][center][h1][color=Purple]Waverley Watts - Feedback[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/3b3a4fa256f601dbc5c71afe7f2df6b2/tumblr_pxfv98axvB1xz5j4oo4_540.gifv[/img][hr]
[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] On the Road
[color=Purple][b]Skills: [/b][/color]Radio Wave Manipulation[/center][hr][hr]

Waverley furrowed her eyebrows at the wiry man's explanation, which raised more questions than it ultimately answered. Who was Ben? She guessed it could be Colossus' real name, though it didn't sound particularly Russian. Not to mention that she hadn't heard Colossus say anything that would warrant being called dumb. Out of curiosity, she was about to prod further into questioning the young man, but was interrupted before she could even start by bullets shattering the back window and flying into the van. Waverley let out a scream, ducking her head in her hands and slouching in her seat in an instinctive attempt to make herself a smaller target. 

After the sounds of gunshots stopped for the time being, she sat back up, looking around at her team. Everyone seemed to be fine thankfully, including the drug-addled sister of Colossus in the back. Waverley, having never actually been shot at, was shaken, light tremors taking over her hands. She stared back at the police cars behind her, and, after a few seconds of getting herself together, she closed her eyes, and reached out with her abilities. Despite the stress of the situation, or maybe in part because of it, she managed to grasp hold of the police radios rather quickly. 

[color=purple][i]'Cease your fire on the civilians immediately! I repeat, cease your fire on the civilians IMMEDIATELY! The hostiles are still in the hospital!'[/i][/color] Waverley pushed out, and she could feel the transmission successfully go through. She opened her eyes, shaking her head at the healer's and Colossus' ideas. [color=purple]"Don't do anything yet. I managed to get a transmission through telling them to stop shooting, so let's hope they fall for it,"[/color] she commented, her eyes glued on the cop cars behind them, watching for any inclination they might stop firing and pull back.