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[color=Purple][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Car -> the Mutant Underground
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	Waverley gave a nod to James as he noncommittally filed away her advice for possible future use, not at all seeming disappointed or let down by his slight lack of enthusiasm. Her attention was taken off him, though, when Jack clarified to whom Echo had been referring to. She immediately and visibly perked up at the mention of her friend's safe return, her lips turning into a small smile even as the dire circumstances were discussed. This smile was only widened when Echo, an alumnus of the school she'd privately obsessed over since her tweenhood, called her a natural. It'd been a long time since she'd smiled for herself and herself alone, and yet, almost in spite of herself and the darkness that hung in the car with the arrival of this new threat, she beamed as she directed her eyes out the window. 

	[color=purple]"Well, you gotta do the best with what you got, right?"[/color] Waverley bashfully mumbled in response to the compliment, though the grin that stuck on her face the whole ride home did a fine job of showing just how much it had meant to her. Not even the apparition of Casper's constant cadaverous companion and subsequent speck of spit that landed in her eye was enough to shake it, instead simply causing her to burst out in a fit of barely stifled laughter and wipe her eye with her sleeve. [color=purple]"Gotta say, as far as first impressions go, that was pretty solid Ben. Nice to, uh, sorta finally meet you,"[/color] she chirped, despite the spectral guest having vanished from sight. Almost as soon as the van stopped moving, Waverley unbuckled her seatbelt and hopped out of the vehicle. She followed behind Callie, right up until two familiar blondes came into view, at which point she quickly dashed past her and towards them. 

	[color=purple]"Sunshine!"[/color] Waverley exclaimed, throwing her arms around the girl. She had to get onto her tiptoes to give the girl a proper bearhug, gripping onto her tightly, as if to keep her from being swept away again. Her protectiveness over the girl might've looked a little ridiculous, given how Sunshine loomed over her, but that wasn't going to stop Waverley from fretting over the girl's wellbeing like one would over a baby duck. [color=purple]"Are you okay? Did Max do anything to you? Where did her teleport you to?"[/color] Waverley's shot the questions out one after the other, not leaving room to answer until after she was done asking all of them.