[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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Waverley's face paled at the mention of Magneto's name. She'd been so swept up in meeting all these famous heroes that she didn't even think what the implications of the Underground's connections could be. If they were a phone call away from the X-Men, how much of a target did that put on their backs? Were Sinister and Shaw just the beginning of something big, something [i]horrifying[/i]? Waverley shook her head, trying to force the intimidating thought out of her mind. She figured she was probably overthinking things.

Waverley did her best to stifle the laugh caused by the blonde girl's attempt at renaming a past leader of the X-Men, but it managed to sputter past her lips. She was about to, in the nerdiest, fangirly way possible, go into an in-depth explanation on the man's famous visor, but before she could, she saw him reaching for his pockets. She stopped and watched with growing anticipation, before he brought out one of the most famous pieces of eyewear of all time. Waverley couldn't help a delighted squeal from tumbling out of her mouth as she saw them. It was a hundred times more glorious than the cheap plastic replica that Waverley had bought years prior. It took all of her self control not to drop the pizza and reach for them, but she managed. Sunshine, however, could not, and Waverley watched as the gutsy girl tried to grab at the visor as she shot a number of very valid, in Waverley's opinion, questions at Cyclops.