[hr][hr][center][h1][color=Purple]Waverley Watts - Feedback[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/bf145d0a6666d89ccd906998d5485178/tumblr_pzgkamIH7y1y6r9a6o1_500.gifv[/img][hr]
[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] George Washington University
[color=Purple][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Pop Culture Knowledge, Radio Wave Manipulation, Sound Wave Manipulation[/center][hr][hr]
	Waverley could feel her nose starting to run, and the tears that had been prickling at her eyes for a few moments had pooled over, falling over her eyelids and down her cheeks. Her embrace of Cayden was interrupted by the sound of a car pulling up nearby. Her hope was, of course, that it was the ambulance come to take Cayden away, though the lack of sirens made that unlikely. She raised her head, looking in the direction of the new arrivals, and she squinted when she saw them. She recognized two of them: one being Anastasia Reinhardt, a privileged girl from a wealthy family rumored online to be members of the illuminati, and the other, more intimating one with fire pouring out his hand was Pyro, a Brotherhood terrorist. Waverley's eyes went wide when she saw them, and she stepped away from Barry. 

	[color=purple]"Get him to the ambulance. We'll keep these guys busy,"[/color] Waverley sniffled, her voice cracking as she did. She wiped her tears away with her sweater sleeve, clearing her throat as she did, as if trying to wipe the worry for her friend away before the imminent battle began. And it seemed to work well enough. Her mind wanted nothing more than to release the tension that had built up inside her. When the green-haired kid introduced herself as a Valkyrie-in-training, Waverley's eyebrows furrowed. She was confused at first; Valkyries were from Norse mythology. Surely she wasn't the real deal. She was probably part of some similarly-named street gang. Then again, Thor turned out to be real, so maybe the Valkyries were too. [color=purple]"Those aren't friends, Valkyrie."[/color] She then turned to the group of newly arrived Hellfire goons, their malicious intent almost palpable. Forcing herself to focus on her breathing and the car, she reached out her mind, emitting the radio waves for Billy Idol's Rebel Yell and sending them in the direction of the car's radio. But when she fed them into it, a different [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o-0Oect0nVQ]song[/url] began to play in its place. Waverley's eyebrows popped up in surprise, before she nodded.

	[color=purple]"I...can work with this,"[/color] she quietly said, her eyes still glued on the car. She could feel those same waves from earlier, strong and concrete, unlike the abstract waves Waves was used to. They were pouring out of the radio. She harnessed them with her mind, splitting them into thirds, aiming those thirds at each of their three adversaries. And once they were positioned, she poured herself into them, amplifying the sound. It felt like revving an engine. When she did, two of the three were launched away from the car, with the attack on the Reinhardt girl narrowly missing. Waverley's eyes went wide, surprised by her own success. Her eyes then scanned her own allies, being the Echo clones and Havok, before finally landing on Veil. Oftentimes she had to think about what to nickname the Underground's temporary subgroups, but this one was came easy. [color=purple]"So are we gonna bolt, or do we wanna show these guys the full power of the Underground AV Club?"[/color] she said as she picked back up the Hello Kitty baseball bat.