<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Husk3.jpg)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       Paige Elisabeth Guthrie<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          Husk<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Tokyo Safehouse<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Iron Man, Domino, Wolverine<br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Paige took a deep breath and leaned against the back of the elevator.  When the doors slid shut she could feel her icy skin begin to turn.  Wisps of water vapor curled around her body as her naked flesh became visible and the icy dropped away.  By the time she reached the rooms below she was naked as a bluejay once more.  She gave a heavy sigh and picked up the small duffle she had managed to keep with her.  There were no more clothes in her bag, but it contained her communicator and a few toiletries and that was about it.<br/><br/>“First bunk.” She said out loud and found the room easy enough.  Paige tossed her bag on the bed and sat on the edge, her arms folded in her lap and her head bowed.  For the first time she was able to try to comprehend what had happened.  She remembered the conversation she had with her little sister Melody.  She was nearing graduation from the academy and she had been having trouble with her boyfriend.  They had talked as she had given Paige a ride to the airport.  Paige had promised to talk more when she got back.  She remembered the flight.  A young girl had recognized her on the plane and even asked her for her autograph.  She had been so brave to as a mutant for that.  Paige felt awkward writing it, but proud too.  It was proof that not everyone was shortsighted and fearful.  She remembered the little girl being sucked out of the plan.  Paige had tried to catch her, tried to reach her.  She remembered the falling.<br/><br/>The little girl, her sister, her friends.  Paige began to shake uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face.  They were gone, all gone.  Her face fell into her hands as the sobs came.  Her shoulders heaved in despair and she felt the sudden need to evacuate her stomach, but she didn’t have anything in it to lose.  She didn’t know how long she cried, but it was for some time.  She couldn’t stop it from happening.  She was just one woman.  An X-Woman yes, but even with Mr. Stark and Neena they couldn’t stop what had happened.  She wished Professor Xavier was here.  He would say something to make it bearable.  To give them hope, but there was a pit in her stomach that told her the Xavier School was no more.  Professor Xavier would have reached out to them if he were still alive.<br/><br/>“Jack Nimble calling Good Will.  Are you there, Will?”  The voice was like a bucket of cold water in the face of her grief.<br/><br/>“Logan?”  Paige lifted her head as the familiar voice issued from her communicator.  She did not know Wolverine that well, but like many of the X-Men she had worked with him here and there.  She scrambled for her small duffle and fumbled momentarily with the communicator.<br/><br/>“Logan is that you?  Stark, Domino and I are safe for now.  Where are you?”<br/>