[hr][hr][center][h1][color=Purple]Waverley Watts - Feedback[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/4ef9f918a1b306d5905282e8ac3965aa/tumblr_psj7zdw6wI1rptfs5o1_400.gifv[/img][hr]
[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] Mutant Underground HQ (Medical)
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Strangely enough, as she watched the blonde girl, Sunshine if she remembered correctly, and James the Messiah devour the pizza still warm in her hands, their food-inspired enthusiasm almost palpable, she felt more like a superhero than she ever had since joining the Underground. Even if all she did was bring the box up the stairs, she still couldn't help her lips from curving up into a beaming smile at their evident excitement. For a moment, Waverley thought about maybe making this her permanent duty, changing her superhero name to match. Perhaps [i]Pizzania, the Mighty Maiden of the Mozzarella[/i], fighting against the horrors of hunger and non-greasy food items. Waverley quickly disregarded the idea as sad and pathetic, primarily due to the fact that it was sad and pathetic, but she kept the [i]Mighty Maiden of the Mozzarella[/i] filed away. Good alliterations are a rare and important, at least in the opinion of one Waverley Watts.

Waverley looked over to James when he asked his question, but before she could answer, Negasonic spoke up. Waverley nodded in quiet agreement. It was probably best that the teenage punk answered instead, because Waverley wasn't even sure she remembered which one Glimpse was. Her immediate thought was the British woman, but her tendency to second-guess kept her from being sure. Waverley was pulled out of her thoughts when a figure appeared in the doorway, eyes covered by familiar glasses. Waverley almost dropped the pizza, her eyes widening.

[color=purple]"Oh my god, you're Cyclops!"[/color] she exclaimed, practically shaking. Her shock only became more evident when Cyclops interacted with Havok. They were [i]brothers[/i]? Waverley couldn't believe it. She met two celebrities in one day, [i]and[/i] was working with the brother of one of those celebrities? What were the chances of that? She stood there slack-jawed, unsure of what to say. So instead of saying anything, she awkwardly held out the pizza box to the ex-X-Man.