Carol is the one who is most likely to steal all the food. She has a fast metabolism, okay! And the memory of a goldfish.
Meanwhile X drops her phone on the kitchen table, breezing into her room and shutting the door. She comes back out under a minute and a half later, fixing her mask in place.
"Next time I'll demand some warning for extra passengers," Warren says tightly, dropping down onto the roof, raising both arms so X -- and presumably Leo -- can move in.
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Meanwhile X drops her phone on the kitchen table, breezing into her room and shutting the door. She comes back out under a minute and a half later, fixing her mask in place.
The eyes are very red. And glowing.
"There is an emergency. With my team."
She would apologize, but there is not much time.
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"Would you like additional assistance?" Leo doesn't want to make assumptions!
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"It will not be problematic for you?"
Beat.
"Fighting the dead."
It's best to check before dragging him along.
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"Like me. Selene brought them back. Cyclops did not say why."
There'll be time for a more extensive debrief later. After the situation has been dealt with.
Probably.
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"These things do happen."
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She stops there, waiting.
And waiting.
That's about when the winged shadow falls over them.
Hi Warren! X brought a guest!
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"But we don't have the time. It's bad."
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"You're not a helicopter."
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And they're off.
The landing at Greymalkin Industries is less than graceful, but really, they have other things to worry about.
The second wave of undead mutant attacks is about to begin.