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De'Juan got up and followed Rouge's directions to the drawer with the napkins. He thanked her as he pulled two napkins out. He made it back to his seat when Morgan walked in.

"Good Morning", repeated DeJuan in responce to Morgan who just greeted everyone in the kitchen.

De'Juan looked up from his cinnamon rool and swallowed what was left inside his mouth. With his clean, free hand De'Juan shook Morgan's. "Nice to meet you as well. My name's De'Juan but I hate that name, just call me DJ or maybe even Charge. Rouge's right though, I just made some extra cinnamon rolls, they're right next to the microwave."

It was around this time that De'Juan realized just how much people in the mansion hung around the kitchen making him smile.

Carlos sighed as he watched a convoy of trucks passing by. He stood on the New York builing top looking down following the said Convoy with his eyes. He was wearing a cloak, made from his darkness Magneto had him train and exercise to pick up for the ability lost after Raze's stunt months ago. The beginning of summer he wanted to go to the beach, but duty was duty. He stepped off the building and with a faint purple Aura around him he glided until he landed ontop of the truck inbetween the goverment issued black SUVs filled with readya rmed Agents who through Radio were stopping the Convoy as he was seen. Part of the plan, this escape would be broadcast to many, possibly every television wired into any network. He crossed his arms as his cloak ruffled of its own accord as if it was alive and slowly grew. He then flung his arms out and the cloak burst from his body completely as it engulfed more than half the block in a nightmarish Darkness that would consume most if not all the humans, and muutants with thin the area. Carlos worked quickly to run off the top of the eighteen wheeler container and to the back. He was the only one capable of navigating his eerie darkness, and he blasted the door lock off with a concussive nightmare bolt, one of the few new abilitites he had. He opened the doors wide and saw inside an unconcious Sabretooth a Heavily Retrained Juggernaught, and Mastermind. Sabretooth was a plus but Mastermind was the one Magneto needed. He let the restrains off of both Sabretooth and Master mind and slipped on circlets on their heads to protect them. He then sighed. The Juggernaught, not even MAgneto coudl control the behemoth and he was an unexpected passenger. HE spoke into his com and received a new Order. " huh... so we let him roam free to do what he wants in the middle of new york?" he sighed then started draining the paralysis serum that stopped the unstoppable from moving then hurried to grab Sabretooth and Mastermind, The Darkness left as he teleported leaving no trace except the a few screaming people and unconious shivering heaps of men and women scare to death by whatever horros they Had. One Nightmare was about to come true... He was big and red, and in a few minutes, awake enough to do damage. Carlos had a twinge of regret.... His friends would know what he had done...

Damion threw off the covers and stood up in one quick solid motion. Then he sat back down and yawned. If he did not get up immediately, there was no telling how long it might take him. He rubbed his eyes and took a sniff of the casian pepper he kept on his bestand for the soul reason of forcing himself into the world of the waking. It was difficult to resist waking up ones you got the heat from that smell circulating through your body. Damion through on some clothing rather clickly. Black sleeping clothes that were a little soft for him but hey, not like he had ever cared about apperence before right? He yawned as he walked out his beutifully rendered door and down the hall.

Upon exiting her bed-room for the second time that morning, Victoria walked with ease down the X-Mansion's staircase, followed by it's main hallway before entering the kitchen. It was crowded surprisingly, and she addressed then all with an innocent, 'G'morning' as she scooted her way toward where the food was kept. Completely ignoring that fact that some of them probably wanted to kill her for early morning announcement, she reached for a bowl from the cabinet and preceded to fix herself a second bowl of Froot Loops.

Crunching on the spoon full of Red Loops, she paused for a second before noticing that everyone was unbearably silent. Apparently, questions regarding the previous days events had been bought up, something she, like most everyone else, did not want to face so soon.

Conner drained the mug and watched as each person avoided Rogue's question, he guessed they were talking about the guy who had killed himself desatroying Asteroid M. He looked at each face and decided to tell the girl.

"Are you asking about a guy with yellow eyes? reddish black hair?" He asked but didn't wait for a her answer. "He's dead, he sacrificed himself so we could get out." He paused. "It was a stupid thing to do."

Eventually at the smell of food Zion came down wearing a pair of black silk shorts that barely covered her thighs and a very old AC/DC t-shirt that was so small it could have been used as a sports bra. "G'mornin." She said on a yawn and poured herself a cup of coffee. Looking over at Lizz she smirked. "You dun look to happy this mornin', love. Whats the matter?" She peeked out of the kitchen to see Pietro getting ready to leave. "Ah..ok I see the problem then. Sorry I asked hun."

She looked from the departing Pietro to Zion her expression softening a little. "I'm not a morning person and he was irritating me. He came perilously close to wearing the skillet for a hat." She said before shoving another mouthfull of eggs into her mouth. "Sleep well?" She added after swallowing she glanced at Jillian as she shambled into the kitchen. "Morning."