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	"Can your clones become sapient?" Andrew asked.
	Morie blinked, shaking her head after a moment, thinking she understood what he was asking. [color=fadadd]"Not really. I-I can control any of my clones, but only one at a t-time... body-hopping, y'know? The rest are lifeless."[/color] [i]Lifeless[/i] wasn't the exact right term because they still kept up enough basic functions to avoid natural bodily decay and all, but that wasn't worth getting into right now.
	The girl's attention was taken by movement in the corner of her eye--a wall sliding away, a figure stepping in from the revealed entrance. Rachel! Morie perked up, giving her a small wave and smile in response to the woman's wink--Morie's smile faded [i]slightly[/i] as she registered that the woman seemed more on edge than usual. Hardly surprising, considering the earlier phone call. Just what was happening?
	As Morie listened with one ear to Rachel's words as she addressed the group, her mind started to race. What if Carmen's suspicions [i]were[/i] right, and they were going to be fighting villains or dealing with an emergency already? That still wasn't confirmed, but Rachel beckoning them to follow her so they could put on their [i]costumes[/i] wasn't a good sign. The excitement of seeing and trying on her cape outfit for the first time was suppressed by the rising anxiety.
	She was in her normal body. No super-strength or speed to speak of, and the thought of something happening to [i]this[/i] body specifically made her sick. As far as Morie knew, practically it didn't matter--this original body of hers was physically identical to any other freshly made clone, but... the idea of losing it scared her.
	Caught in her own thoughts, her heart racing, she sat back down on the couch and stared hard at the floor as the rest of the group followed Rachel.
	If her clones from Edmonton had made it yet, Rachel would have told her already, so evidently they weren't here. That meant she was without her stronger Brute bodies, which wasn't ideal, but that also wasn't what was causing the panic to set in. She just needed [i]any[/i] clone. Even a default, unstrengthened one was more than fine. Literally any body but the one she was currently in--and she had a few of those, back at Rachel's house where she was staying now.
	[color=fadadd][i]Okay, relax.[/i][/color] Morie gave her cheek a quick slap, focusing on her goal of getting one of her clones and ignoring her fear of the consequences if she couldn't.
	She jumped up from her seat, glancing over to the group heading through the doorway that Rachel opened for them--the woman was her instinctual first choice to go to, but she was occupied at the moment which left...
	Morie winced slightly as she turned to the director. She was sure he was also needing to do things, but he wasn't the one surrounded by a bunch of super-powered children at the moment, so...
	[color=fadadd]"Director, I need to know if we're going to be put into some sort of danger,"[/color] she said to him, her sharper focus keeping her from any stutters. [color=fadadd]"I need at least one of my clones from Rachel's place if so."[/color] While she kept a more-or-less polite tone, she was definitely being more demanding and direct than her usual. If such insulted the director, she'd make sure to apologize--[i]after[/i] her problems had been sorted.