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[The device crackles on, and a young blond with a scar running down one side of his forehead comes into view. He might look like someone already here--one Alex Summers. But this? Isn't the one already existing.

This one? Looks more than a bit annoyed, but he’s attempting to control it. The muscles in his jaw flex as he presses his lips into a thin line. Once or twice he nearly talks, but stops himself, as if he’s rethinking what he was about to say.

Alex knows the consequences of flying off the handle. It’s happened before; it’s gotten others hurt.

He’ll keep this short, and to the point. Because that’s what he does.]

Look, I don’t know if Genero is running this show or not; I don’t care. I’m tired of the bullshit, and I just want answers.

[He holds up a black mask.]

And this? I’m not wearing this again.

[He tosses it down, then leans forward slightly. There are more troubling things to deal with, than a damn mask. Like after a quick survey of the room, he didn't see Sean, Teddy--any of the others. Maybe he missed them, but he has a sneaking suspicion he didn't.]

I want to know where the others are, and I want them awake.

We’ve been dreaming long enough.

[And as he reaches out for the device, he mutters under his breath, softly]

This is bullshit.

[The feed ends.]

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Useful.

Scary, but useful.

Yeah, it can be.

And what about you? [He gives a shrug]

What can you do?

[She can't help the smirk]

Magic.

How exactly is 'magic' a power? Like--pulling rabbits out of hats magic? Or Gandalf the magic Wizard, magic.

Technically, both.

But in battle, the Gandalf kind.

You wanna give me a preview?

[He gives her a bit of a smirk. Come on, sweetheart.]

[She gives a slight frown, but only for a moment. Her powers had been a little...off since her arrival. It wasn't something she could quite place yet, but enough that it lingered in the back of her mind everytime she spoke about it.]

Sure. Why not?

[Until she could figure it out, however, something small might be best]

Emit rof a wen kool!

[Her voice almost seemed to echo as she recited the backwards chant, holding her hands up in the air. A gust of smoke and wind enveloped her...and in a moment, cleared to reveal her battle uniform: mini tuxedo jacket, shirt, vest, tie, shorts, boots, stockings, and gloves.]

[Alex's eyes widen lightly, and he chuckles.]

Nice...

[He may be talking about the power. Or how she looks.]

[She'll accept compliments for both, thank you~]

I guess you could call this my "work" uniform.

It's--It's a good look.

[Better than the yellow and blue he's got, but hey, he's not going to complain.]

Um--I got someone coming for me right now, but maybe we could meet up, later?

[She gives a casual shrug and smile]

Why not?

It's not like I've got much else to do around here for the moment. Other than tracking down the rest of my teammates.

...cool.

[A small smile, then.]

See you when I see you.

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