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*Ghasty counts* SIX! *Witchbrew materializes* SEVEN!

*Shade pulls out his phone* I actually have a reference image saved... *scrolls through his phone* Here! Something like this with blue accents?

Zeraora?

*Shade's ears flatten* Wait, how'd you know?

*Fed's voice crackles through* Jim? TheACisbrokenandit'shotingherecomefixitNOW!

*Nighthawk nudges Nightcrawler's shoulder* You okay there, buddy? *sipping coffee* Rough night? *Nightcrawler adjusts his crooked goggles, rubbing his eyes* Just... weird dreams. Nothing important. *Shark yawns widely* Weird dreams? About what? *stretches* Nightcrawler: Nothing! *stands abruptly* Just... forget it. Anyone want more coffee? *rushes to the pot, avoiding eye contact*

*Jim Backs Eating*

*Shork suddenly jumps up* Shork: Soooo, new roomies! What's your favorite food? *bounces in his seat excitedly* I once ate an entire refrigerator! *Nightcrawler rolls his eyes* Not this again...

*The door to Nightcrawler's room is slightly ajar, faint purple light spilling out. Fed doesn't bother knocking, just pushes the door open and steps inside* We need to talk. Now.

*Nightcrawler turns from his monitor, goggles glowing brighter* What do you want? *leans back in his chair* Let me guess, here to kiss the brat's ass some more?