[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 - Outside Jack and Casper's Room -> Feedback and Sunshine's Room -> Training Room
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Waverley's eyebrows furrowed as the group began down the hallway, leaving her question, which had been somewhat rhetorical in the first place, unanswered. She didn't need an answer, though, not really. As she stared down at the dead vermin before her, she knew what she'd heard, that it was sent by Max. And she knew what it meant: it meant war. Then another question came to mind: how had they known it was from Max? When she raised her head to ask the question, they were out of sight, leaving her alone in the hallway. Her gaze fell back down to the rat for a moment, then gave it a swift kick towards the wall, before continuing in the opposite direction of where the others were headed, towards her and Sunshine's room.

She didn't spend long in there. It took less than a minute for her to gather her rebar and backpack, and then she was out the door. Her frown from the mention of Max was gone, likely in large part due to her assault on his 'gift'. It returned, however, when she got to the top of the stairs, and Veil's words reached her ears. Her eyebrows popped up, an equal mix of worry and irritation written across her face.

[color=purple]"He did what? What does that mean?"[/color] Waverley asked, her voice shaking ever so slightly. It was difficult to tell if the shaking was an indication of anger or distress, but both seemed equally likely. At first, as she began to march down the stairs, she was directing herself towards Veil. But as she got nearer to the bottom, she caught sight of Sunshine, tears pouring out of her eyes. The worry on her face over took the irritation. Sunshine was emotional, yes, but that emotion tended to come out in the form of rage rather than tears. Waverley shifted her heels, changing direction to head towards Sunshine. Her pace slowed, however, as she passed Sapphire. Her eyes were puffy, like she'd been crying too. When Waverley looked a little closer, she came to the realization that she had, but her tears weren't falling; they were frozen in place, stuck to her pale skin. Frost clung to her eyelashes. She looked like she'd just come in from spending a night out in the snow. Waverley contemplated reaching out to comfort the woman, but ultimately decided against it. Sapphire and she didn't have a bad relationship, but it was far from a friendship. It was professional. Comforting your friend and roommate was one thing, but comforting an employer-figure? Waverley wasn't sure she had that kind of social prowess. So instead, she gave Sapphire an apologetic nod, before continuing towards Sunshine. 

The girl was already in the arms of James, with Spark Plug lingering close in an attempt to comfort her as well. Waverley put a distance of a meter and a half or so between herself and Sunshine, not wanting to crowd the girl. She wasn't sure what was wrong, but too much attention can sometimes be worse than none at all. So, instead of joining in in hugging her, she wordlessly unzipped her backpack, pulling out a box of Cheez-Its. Waverley had had the box since joining the Underground, so, needless to say, they were stale, but with something as processed as Cheez-Its, it's hard to tell. She held the box out to Sunshine, hoping the offer might help the constantly hungry girl eat her feelings away.