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Having gotten home at a moderate hour last night and after bringing in and stashing all the grocery's Conner had paid for, Victoria took his suggestion (which was a feat in it's self) and stayed at the X-Mansion for the rest of the night. Occupying some her time by scoping out the place some more and the rest by watching all 500+ TV Channels, the evening finished up rather quickly. It was lucky for her time passed like this, because ever since she had dropped Conner off near the Brotherhood mansion, she had been curious as to what he had come up with. She had trudged up to her dorm and slumped into bed when it was convenient and could not be sure if he had even made it back to the X-Mansion yet. Skip to the next morning...

"Hell-o!?"

The voice, floating down the hallway in the wee hours of the morning belonged to no one other then Victoria as she rapped on one of the student dorm doors with her knuckles. Fully dressed and wide awake, curiosity got the better of her again and she just had to pursue it, which was why she was knocking loudly on what she thought was Conner's dorm room. There was not exactly a map posted on the wall, but through process of elimination and careful detective work, she had narrowed it down this door belonging to either Conner or Morgan. If she was wrong or right but Conner simple was not home/awake yet, she back off with no problems and simply find someone else to annoy this morning....

"Wuzzuh?" Morgan mumbled as he heard the tapping on the door. Unlike several of the other denizens of the mansions, he'd actually been sound asleep and having a rather odd dream involving a nuclear power plant and a seven-foot-long Doberman.

He would have stayed sleeping too, had Victoria not decided to go find someone to bother. He grumbled to himself as he rolled out of bed, and stumbled over to his dresser to find a pair of shorts. After withdrawing a pair from one of the drawers and slipping it on, he walked over to the door, and opened it a crack, seeing Victoria standing outside.

He blinked a couple of times, and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "Victoria? It's four in the morning, what you doing?" he asked, obviously still half asleep.

"It's not four in the morning," challenged Victoria, moderately surprised to see the door open, revealing no more then a few inches of the opener, which just so happened to be Morgan. A bit bothered that she had been wrong in her guessing, she smiled lightly and assumed an even disposition anyway. Guessing that she had probably woken the male up from what was a pleasant night's sleep, she saw no need for rudeness on her part.

"But as for what I'm doing," she continued, figuring she'd answer his question even if he was too tired to comprehend. "I was knocking on what I thought was Conner's door 'cause I haven't seen him yet this morning and I've got a question or two to ask him."

From here, the young mutant had originally planned on leaving it at that and trying another door when something concerning Morgan occurred to her."But, enough about me," she said, her voice fading into a 'caring' tone as she paused to look carefully at Morgan. "How are you doing? Did you get that thing from yesterday taken care of?"

"Thing? You mean-?" he paused, wondering at first what she was talking about, but then realizing she must have meant the black goo that had attached itself to him roughly a day earlier.

"No, not yet. I was going to go when I woke up, which was originally going to be later, but since you decided to be my alarm clock this morning, I guess I'll head down now. McCoy's usually up and about by now, I think," he said, scratching his head. He rubbed his eyes once more, and covered a yawn. His brain had finally started to boot up, so he was able to form slightly more complex sentences. Also, he no longer sounded like he'd lost his voice, as some people tended to sound like when they just woke up.

"ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...that's go-o-o-ood juice", Albel said extending the sated victory sound out as long as he could.

Stretching his arms Albel said with slightly more enthusiasm then usual, "Mornin' Lizz". Glancing over at her coffee he jested, "Want some coffee with that sugar?" Without waiting for a response he started to stretch his legs.

Ellen had left earlier than the boy she'd met, afraid that she'd be discovered and injured by the Brotherhood's members. She rushed back over to her house, glad to see the convertible had already left. It only took a few minutes for her to get into her house and up to her bedroom. Her parents didn't seem to mind that she hadn't come over to them; she'd been busy at work for the last couple ofdays and had usually gone straight to bed. However, she spent most of the night keeping an eye on the Brotherhood house with her telescope, somewhat ashamed that she was spying on them. She kept her little watch for a few hours before she fell asleep at her window-sill, arm draped over her looking glass.



Ellen woke up with a start after someone jumped on her roof. It was a light sound, but enough for her to notice. She was a very light sleeper, which was both annoying and somewhat useful. Carefully, she leaned out of her window, just in time to see the boy from the Mega-Mart jumping from roof to roof. This time her curiosity truly got the better of her, and she decided to follow him. After posting a quick note on her door, she moved toward the window, praying that her powers would work. Once she was stooping in the window sill, she took a literal leap of faith, willing herself to fly with her powers. It almost didn't work, but they decided to obey her right before she hit the ground. A silent sigh of relief crossed her face as she followed the teen, flying behind him in the morning light. There was no point in hiding; she'd be easy to spot in the daylight.

Rogue had gone to bed shortly after finding that there wasn't anything on TV. Now however, it was morning and she was just barely beginning to come to. She was at that place between waking and sleeping and was trying to get back to sleep. She didn't exactly have anything to do today, and she felt like sleeping in a bit after all of yesterday's excitement. So with a few muttered bits of nonsense, she rolled over and went back to sleep.

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X-23 watched as everyone else came out of the cave, noting that one of the last to exit was the one who'd summoned the weird wolf. She seemed to be off in her own little world, and that was proven true when she tripped on a rock that she should have seen. So far 23 wasn't too impressed with her "teammates", but she figured they might surprise her. "Might" being the key word. Once everyone was outside, she followed them to their transportation, and got in. She stayed silent for the trip, and was a little surprised to find that their base was a big house. Not Xavier's but any means, but big enough. She followed everyone to the part of the house with rooms and took an unoccupied one to sleep in....

The next morning....
X-23 came to all at once, like she had trained herself to do. It had always been one of her handlers favorite things to kick her awake if she slept "too long", so she'd learned not only to wake up at the slightest noise, or crack of dawn, whichever came first, but also to come fully awake from the instant she stopped sleeping. And believe it or not, this little trick had saved her neck more than once.

She was disoreinted for a second at the fact that she was in a bed, but before her mind could start panicking about being back in captivity, she remembered where she was. She got up and did some quick stretches to warm up her muscles, then she pulled her clothes out of her bag and went in search of the shower. As long as she was somewhere that had one, she might as well make use of it.

It was easy enough to find, and unoccupied, so she went in and locked the door behind her. Ten minutes later she left the bathroom feeling much cleaner than she had since she'd left her cousin's. Her long black hair was wet, but brushed, so she didn't really care if it air dried. She was hungry by this point, so she went downstairs to the kitchen to see what she could find.