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[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] Mutant Underground - Dining Room
[color=Purple][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Perception, Radio Wave Manipulation[/center][hr][hr]
	[color=Purple]"Uh..."[/color] Waverley mumbled, clearly a bit taken aback by the young girl's hostility at her attempted verbal welcome package. Her smile wavered for only a second, before it widened. [color=purple]"Believe me, I'm worried about myself too. If there's anything I have in excess, it's worry,"[/color] she commented, before her eyes turned over to the eyeball. Now that it had a name, she seemed to be looking at it with the gaze one might cast at a puppy rather than a piece of machinery. Such is the power of names, though the adorable beeping didn't hurt either. [color=purple]"And I'm sorry to you, Mr. Eyeball...y'know, he's kinda cute. Is it okay if I pet him? I know the rule with service animals is not to disturb them while they're working, but I'm not really sure the etiquette for service robots..."[/color]

	[color=purple]"Oh, you really don't have to do that. Birthdays are not a priority right now. Honestly, as long as we get Sunshine back before I have to spend a night alone in that creepy-as-shit room of ours, I'll consider my birthday wish granted,"[/color] she commented, looking back down at her phone as she took in the new info on the Glitter Factory she found. As she poked around the internet to see what she could find, she responded to Casper, sounding a little distracted as she did her research. [color=purple]"Uh...no, I never got one. Did I skip an orientation or something? Is there a Mutant Underground goodie bag I missed out on?"[/color] As she asked the question, she made a mental bullet point list of what she found out about the club. It was a pretty lax place, run by an rich man with seemingly too much time on his hands. There were two particular pieces of information she found potentially useful, two faces to be exact. After a short mental search, Waves managed to find Jack's phone number, which she quickly added to her contact and used to send him two pictures, each depicting a man. 

	[color=purple]"Just texted you a shapeshifting cheat sheet for the club. The first guy is Christian Frost, the owner. If he's not there, you might be able to change into him and use his influence to our advantage. And the second picture is, well...Chris Evans, obviously. Frost has a thing for him, so if he [i]is[/i] there, you can turn into him and do some schmoozing. Just in case we need to get out of trouble or anything. Now onto the cam-"[/color] she was cut off midspeech by Zari piping up, saying she'd already hacked into the security system. She was surprised, but also a little disappointed. She'd always been the one for most of their tech-related stuff. She didn't want to be rendered obsolete now that there was a girl there with a more diverse and useful version of her own power. She didn't want to just be Sound Girl, that hardly seemed useful in anything other than a fight. Still, she did her best not to let her disappointment show, not wanting to make the kid feel bad because of her own insecurities. 

	[color=purple]"Uh, wow...good job. You should meet my sister, she's a hacker too. You two might make a good duo, if you could get passed her superiority complex...or maybe you'd just dox each other into oblivion, who knows,"[/color] Waverley said, leaning over to look at the phone the girl held. She lightly pulled the phone out of her hands, taking a closer look at it as she flipped through the cameras, searching for the familiar blonde mop of hair she was used to waking up to. But after a thorough search, she came up with nothing, and returned the phone to Zarina. [color=purple]"Searched the place, couldn't find them. Hey Zari, do you think you can set the cameras on a loop? I'd do it, but seeing as you're already in, it might be easier for you to."[/color]