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"Cindy, why did they want to 'dissect your brain'?" Hank asked. In the three years he had known her, he had never asked this.
"Because of my mutation."
"Yes, I figured as much but why?"
"Because, according to them, my brain is like a supercomputer. It makes calculations, inferences, connects dots and calculates probabilities naturally to just name a few."
"That doesn't explain what that has anything to do with your...unwillingness to take death when it is offered." Hank said.
Cindy smiled. "Or my fighting skills I know. That was what they were trying to figure out. And how to bottle it." She muttered.
"Yes. I'm sorry." Hank said pulling her in for a hug.
"Excuse me." A knock came at their door.
"Come in." Hank said walking to the door. Storm opened it.
"Do you need anything?" she asked.
"No I think we are fine. Cindy?"
"I'm fine." She said.
"In that case, would you like to watch TV. You don't have to stay in this room the entire time." Storm said.
"No, I have work to do." Hank said.
"I am, finer here." Cindy said.
"Alright."
Storm left. That was when Cindy felt a small tickle behind her ear.
"Oh no you don't." Cindy said constructing her mental wall.
A message from Charles cam telepathically.
"Meet me in the planning(Don't know what they call it really) room."
Only Cindy get it. Only Hank because he didn't block out his mind.
"You friend tried to get inside my mind again!" Cindy said turning to Hank.
"It was only to send a message. We are to meet him in the planning room." Hank said.
Cindy and Hank made their way down to the planning room as Xavier sat there.
"Welcome." Charles said.
"Thanks. So why are we here?" Cindy said.
"Because, I have a plan. I have schematics of a base of Eric's operations. He needs to be less careless. John is an easy target.
"I want you two, Logan and Storm to take the jet and pick Magneto up."
"Umm...won't he pick us up? I mean, he uses METAL. And that is what the jet is made out of."
"We totally redid it. It has no metal whatsoever."
"That's good."
"Yes, make sure you take all metal off yourselves. You leave in a half hour."
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