[hr][hr][center][h1][color=Purple]Waverley Watts - Feedback[/color][/h1][img]https://images.amcnetworks.com/amc.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/07/nos4a2-105-maggie-smith-wraith-1200x707.jpg[/img][hr]
[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] Outside the Old Mutant Underground HQ - Inside the Van
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A small, tense smile reappeared on Waverley's face as Veil praised her, her head lowering, allowing her grubby purple locks to fall down in front of her face. As much as she constantly yearned for validation, she was shit at responding too it. So instead, she simply gave a grateful nod, mumbling something that was likely a 'thank you'. While it was true that the small gesture wasn't enough to sooth her tired and chaotic mind, it was nice to have some outside affirmation that she'd made the right choice. She turned her gaze back to the window, but just as she did, she saw a massive dome form around them out of thin air. Her eyes shot over to Warlock, narrowing in anger. She stood up, her rebar in hand, and began to walk towards the door of the van, but before she could get out, Sapphire exploded out into an icy terror. Waverley flinched backward, her sudden movement quickly giving way to intense shivering. She pulled her jacket closer to herself, dropping her rebar and instead moving towards the front, reaching her arm up to turn the van's heater up to full blast. When she looked back out to the others, she noticed Sapphire speeding away from the group, and Warlock with a devastating ice-wound in his chest. 

[color=purple]"Everyone should get in the van before we all freeze to death,"[/color] Waverley called out to the rest of the team, who she mentally labeled then as Team Witchfinders. Though she hadn't voiced it verbally, she did not include Warlock in her definition of the word 'everybody'. In fact, when Callie offered to bring him with them, Waverley's face contorted, a look of annoyance on her face. She didn't speak out loud immediately, instead shaking her head slightly, and leaning in to whisper to Veil. [color=purple]"I...I don't think I can be in the same car as him."[/color]