The prayers in two different languages, which could be heard from under the door, were also a slight clue.
They had destroyed his clothes and Chinese silk clothes in the style and size he wore weren’t cheap.
A little more in the way of payback was in order, besides he wanted to split them up so he could concentrate on each one for a little practice and it would be much easier to do if he had them running scared.
Not to mention it’d be hard to snag some clothes with them in the way.
Grinning evilly as an idea hit him, Ranma went off to fetch some supplies.
****
Wanda hummed merrily to herself, as she cast hex sphere after hex sphere on her ‘Mom’s’ metal womb, while sitting on Magneto’s desk.
Each sphere chipped away slowly at the rusty construct protecting Magneto from her daughter’s latest plan to drive the poor would be world conqueror insane.
Wanda didn’t mind the amount of time it was taking. She had power to burn right now and some practice was definitely in order. About two third of her attacks were successful, in that they did what she meant them to do (convert steel into rust) rather then just fizzing out or producing some random effect. Bit’s of melted and iced over sections of metal were a testament to how much she needed to improve.
Besides she could think of much worse things to do to pass the time them throw attacks at her ‘Mom’.
At least Agatha would be pleased that she was doing her homework. She had been lecturing her a lot about using her mutant ability and not relying solely on her magical skills and the importance of balance between the two skills.
Was it her fault that her mutant ability just happened to magnify her ability to handle magic? Casting spells well beyond her apparent skill level was a snap with the way she channeled mana. Control however….
Watching her latest hex sphere turn rust back into steel she decided that Agatha may just have a point.
****
Ranma closed the door to the medical bay with a grin.
He had tucked Sabertooth into one of the beds (He wasn't completely heartless after all), after hitting a couple of pressure points on him that would keep him out for the next 12 hours or so.
He’d have to think of doing something ‘special’ to him later. There were several things he thought would be funny as hell, unfortunately he would need some clothes first or he would have done them already.
He resisted the urge to whistle as he strolled down the hall with a bucket at his side.
He had everything he needed to get the supplies he required to really throw a scare into the Acolytes.
Retracing his steps he easily found the cell he had woken up in.
****
Emma woke up and stretched out.
*wham*
Unfortunately for her she had woken up on top of a bookcase in the library.
Fortunately she was only six feet from the floor.
Unfortunately the floor was a thin layer of carpet over steel plating.
It looked like she would be sleeping for a little bit longer.
****
“Are you sure, Comrade Gambit, that ‘ward’ will keep out привидение?”
Gambit took a swig from his hip flask. “Eh?”
“Spirit.”
Gambit shrugged. “Gambit t’inks it be one powerful spirit if’n it can get past t’at ward.”
“Did you not say spirit would need be powerful to change people?”
Gambit upended his flask, finishing it off, before replying, “Vodkas’ under the bed.”
Colossus was about to ask again before realizing he had gotten his answer and reached under the bed.
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