<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4500">Holly shook her head quickly at the mention of the infirmary, she didn't want to be separated from Sniper again in a strange place. But when he took her hand she felt comforted by it. She knew he wouldn't abandon her here. She also knew now that if she was desperate enough, and with enough effort and concentration she could use her powers to help herself. Though even now, even after her abilities helped her escape she still didn't want to use them. She hoped she would never have to again, but she knew that must be wishful thinking. </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#dcdcdc">Storm's gaze softened for a moment when she saw the tenderness Sniper showed to Holly. But it didn't last long. He'd nearly killed one person and badly injured another. She wasn't about to forgive him so quickly. </span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#1e90ff"></span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#1e90ff">Rowan, just as the elevator doors began to slip shut, stuck her hand out to stop them and excited the elevator. She recognized the mutant from last night, and it took all her willpower not to charge him and slash him to ribbons. <br/>
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“What the hell is he doing here?!” She asked heatedly as she stormed over to the group. </span><br/><br/>Storm laid a warning hand on her shoulder. “He wants to speak to Professor Xavier. Could you take this young woman to the infirmary.” It was an order not a question. Rowan bit her lip, her fists clenching and unclenching, as she thought of Melinda laying in the infirmary now because of him.<br/><br/>Storm didn't wait for an answer. She began to walk away. “I'll take you to his office....he's expecting you.” She said, leading the way.