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Alcina hesitated another moment, then turned towards the doorway. "I'm going to go home for a moment and pick something up." She said to the woman. Using her box to find the ring Deadpool had would probably be the easiest way to find Deadpool. It was likely that this being had everyone that was missing. "I'll be back in a few minutes. I might have something that can help."
With that, Alcina walked out of the room and went to do a quick check on the others in the house before she left.

ENTER FROM TITANS TOWER


A dark corner of one of the other bedrooms of the large house expanded and swept across the floor. It glided overtop of the bed and stopped there. Warp gently slipped out of it, and Roxanne beside the bed. The shadow retracted as quickly as it had appeared.
Roxanne did another quick check over Warp just to make sure he was relatively...alright. He was fine, right? Yes? Ok. Go get someone that could double check that he was alright and then she could calm down. He was still feeling the morphine apparently, possibly a good thing with as beat up as he looked.
"I'll be right back, alright?" she said softly, already turning and making her way towards the door.

"..'m not going anywhere." Warp replied with a faint hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Roxy grinned ever so slightly, but that was about all she could muster up. He seemed fine, but she was still worried. This was exactly why she never tried to let their relationship go any further than friends.
A second later, she disappeared out the door.

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Alcina proceeded down the hallway, wandering towards wherever she sensed there were people at. She wanted to make sure Reaper was calm enough that she could leave him on his own. The female hero still needed to wake up first. And...it seemed there were more people here now.

To confirm that, a woman in a tattered black costume suddenly swept out of one of the rooms and nearly collided with her. The woman took a step back and blinked.
"Oh...sorry. Do you, I mean can you...my friend is..."

"I can take care of him." Alcina said with a small smile, then walked past her to enter the room. She wanted to get this all done as quickly as possible.

Roxanne followed her into the room, and immediately took her spot beside the bed again. Alcina looked down at him, and her smile grew just a bit. He would be rather quick to take care of. A simple task. Not even an effort was needed since his body had healed itself a good deal.
Alcina glanced towards Rogue, and gave her a small smile. "It's alright. I can take care of him as well. He's in a better state than the woman is, actually."
Alcina placed her hand on his forehead and a faint glow traveled from her fingertips and over his body. It remained there for nearly a minute, then slowly dimmed until it was gone. With a smile, Alcina retracted her hand and took a step back.

Warp blinked, then sat up a bit and experimentally moved his arms a bit. He felt...great. More than great, actually. Felt like he had more energy now than he did his entire stay on this planet.

"He should be fine now. I do recommend staying in bed for at least a half an hour to make sure that the magic has seeped in enough that you are able to keep you strength for quite some time." Alcina said.

"Yeah. Sure thing." Warp replied, looking back up at her. "Thanks."

Alcina nodded and gently but quickly made her way back out of the room, leaving them to themselves. She glanced back to Rogue a moment before wandering back down the hallway. "Is there anything you would like me to do? I'm going to step out for a short while check on something."
Might as well ask before she left.

"I'll be leaving once I've checked on everyone." Alcina replied. After a moment's hesitation, she turned and made her way back down the hallway. She still needed to check in on Reaper, the injured woman, perhaps the robot that was with Flash....and.....

She stopped once she reached another door and glanced over at it. The woman that had just arrived here. She wasn't sure weather she would even want to be bothered or not. But...couldn't hurt to be sure before she left. After seeing what happened to Strange....she wasn't sure what would happen to herself if she tried to locate Deadpool.

With a bit of hesitation, Alcina knocked on the door of the room Black Cat had entered.

Alcina smiled very slightly. Seemed she'd calmed herself down a bit already. "I am going to be leaving for a brief time. I'm checking in on everyone to make sure they don't need anything before go." she replied. "I can see you've calmed down a bit more, but is there anything you would like or need while I'm here?"

Alcina paused a moment in though. "It would be worth a try." she replied. She should have enough magic to do something like that. It was jobs that required some heavy lifting that she was sure she wouldn't be up to doing just yet. Taking a look for hidden fragments in someone's memory should be an easy enough task. Even if they were sealed somehow, she should be able to unlock them. "Have a...seat...and I'll see what I can do." she said, glancing past cat and into the room a moment. Pillows had been pummeled practically to death, but that was about all the damage made to the room. Easy enough to clean up as well. Poor girl...

Rather carefully, every stray feather in the room floated back into the air and back into what was left of the pillows. Once each piece was back in place, the pillows sewn themselves back up and moved back into their proper place on the bed. As if nothing had happened to them at all.

Strangely, Azazel could not sense very much magical presence from the Sanctum. That was very odd; the Sorcerer Supreme lived there, so the place should be like a beacon to his magical senses, and yet...nothing.

Wait. Not nothing. He felt a very slight ripple along the magical plane. Someone in there was using very weak magic, likely to move an object or perhaps to do something simple like close a door. Either way, there was no strong magical presence inside that house.

If it was possible for a crow to grin evilly, this one was doing it.

Oh-ho, what was this? It got better and better! Someone was preparing to do a reading; to dive into someone else's mind and try to pull their memories out. It was a delicate procedure, especially if the subject was unwilling, or the user was inexperienced. The slightest mistake could mean big problems. Too much power, or the wrong kind, could warp the spell.

Power that Azazel had in spades. He charged his own power and prepared it. As soon as the spell started, Azazel would overcharge it with his own power and use it to cause havoc.