[Extraversion: The act of throwing out; the state of being turned or thrown out]

Finding the two horsemen was a simple matter, but getting close to them was not.

Despite the combined efforts of all five of them, the horsemen would evade them using those odd mechanical horses they somehow had again.

"Do you think this means Apocalypse is back again?" Shine asked Scott and Logan when they were hiding behind a car.

"No, we defeated him," Scott said. "He could never return from the Astral Plane."

"You're so sure," Shine said. "He always has before. All it would take is some fool summoning him."

"This is a pointless question," Scott said. "You are supposed to be catching them, not worrying about Apocalypse."

Shine frowned, but then she sighed. "You're right  Scott."

Scott gaped. "What?"

"Babe!" Shine called at Wally, who was circling back. "Any ideas?"

"Hey I can catch them fine," Wally said. "It's just what to do after that, they keep breaking free. We have to corner them, you guys are always too slow, when I get them one way you're still way over the other way."

"Slow!?" Logan said, annoyed.

"Perhaps our fast friend is correct," Hank said. "Though as the colloquialism goes, 'haste makes waste'."

"And 'better late than never'," Shine added.

"What about now is the time to act?" Wally countered impatiently.

"All right," Shine stood up. "There's an alley down there. Let's try to chase them into it. Don't get close to the one with the plague, I am not really sure if we'd be immune to a mutation like that. It's not a mental or energy based one."

"Yes, it seems infectious," Hank said. "All of us should avoid getting close, Wolverine can handle it, but it is not advised."

"You just worry about that other one," Logan drew his claws again. "All right let's go, I'm tired of this freak show anyway."

So they did.

And it went well at first, they managed to get the two of them to run towards the alley.

But things went wrong when the plague one turned back around and tried to chase Wally instead, Wally was much faster, but most unfortunately, he slipped on some spilled oil. Streets in Connecticut were not better than anywhere else for potholes and leaky cars.

Logan tried to block before the horse men could get closer, but she was too fast on that horse, and she reached out and spread her plague.

Wally wasn't sure he'd be affected, even so, and jumped up. "Ow..." he rubbed his foot. "I hate streets in these small cities..."

The other horse men swung at his head and he ducked.

"Are you okay?" Shine called.

"Oh, I'm fine," Wally waved at her. "They just got the drop on me."

"Get the drop on this, punks!" Logan used a car to jump at one of the horses and dig his claws into it.

Hank managed to grab the other woman, the famine one and yank her to the ground,

"Miss Likstar, hurry!" He said.

Shine ran up and stuck her sword into the woman.

"Evil..." she said slowly. "Hatred...yes, I can sense it all. It's the same as in Rogue, I recognize it...something kind of fake about it...but real too. Hate doesn't just come from anywhere, you know Hank."

"Fascinating, Miss Shine, but is it helpful?" Hank said.

"Of course it is, you must understand what you are doing," Shine was mad. "It's because the lot of you doesn't that you keep doing things that don't work. You should be thanking me for explaining it, not asking me if it's helpful!"

"You could elaborate on your own time, Likstar," Scott said, joining them.

"Scott, shut up or I'm going to stab you next and see if I can purge the ego out of you." Shine said.

"That threat is not good form--" Scott began.

"Cyclops perhaps you had better let her focus," Hank didn't want them to start fighting.

Shine made a slashing motion. "Evil be gone...or disappear...words do not really matter."

The woman groaned like it hurt...but she lay still.

"It may take some time to be sure," Shine said. "Restrain her, I must get the other one."

She took off trying to catch up. "Wally!"

"Right behind you, hon!" Wally called. "We'll catch up in no time..."

Suddenly he slowed and started panting. "Wow...is it hot out here all of a sudden."

"Mr. West?" Hank looked up. "Perhaps the plague does affect you after all, hold still."

"But we gotta catch the other one..." Wally said woozily.

"He doesn't look so good," Scott said.

"Wally?" Shine turned to look back, realizing he was not following her.

"You go on, I'll be right here," Wally looked flushed all of the sudden.

Then he keeled over.

"Wally!" Shine ran up to him. "Oh no...honey, talk to me," She got down on her knees and cradled his head. "Oh wow...you're burning up."

"I always knew I was hot..." Wally said weakly. "Wow...this is the worst feeling..."

"Do not be alarmed, Miss Likstar, I am well versed in treating this by now," Hank hurried over. "Although as you are alien, it may be a little different."

"You must be careful Hank," Shine looked distressed. "We can't just take all the medicine you can. If it's regular human medicine it should be safe enough, but people have had magic and other forms of strange energy in their medicine and we cannot use it. It could kill us. You have our DNA, you should know what's compatible with it, but still."

"I assure you madam, I will not use anything for mutants" Hank said.

"Likstar!" Logan called. "Play nursemaid later, we have a job to finish, come get this crazy person before I lose my patience."

Shine glared at him.

"You had better do it, or more of us may be afflicted," Hank said. "I will attend to Mr. West."

"Fine," Shine stood up.

She looked angry now. "I'm not going easy on her now."

"You're aware that none of this is personal," Scott said, dragging the other one up.

"Shut up, Scott," Shine turned and headed towards where Logan finally had knocked the woman off the horse and into the street.

The horse tried to come back and kick him.

He turn to slash it.

Shine portaled right next to it, and cut it in half.

It fell to the ground, sizzling.

"I had that," Logan said.

"And I needed therapy," Shine said. She turned to the horsewoman. "I feel sorry for you."

"Get away! Both of you! Suffer!" The woman tried to throw her plague infection at them.

Shine slashed with her sword and the air seemed to rip out from it, and blow the infection backwards.

Then she stuck her sword into the woman and said the same thing as before.

The woman fell to her knees and whimpered.

"I think finishing this at the mansion might be best," Shine said, coolly. "Wally needs to get back there, and they will be easier to tie down. "

"Whatever you say," Logan was a little scared of Shine's wrath over this."

"We all get angry," Shine put her sword away. "But how we use our anger is what matters. It can be good fuel...let's get back to the plane."

Hank was taking Wally back there.

"We have medical supplies on the Blackbird, never fear," he said.

"I heal pretty fast..." Wally said. "I'm sure this is nothing...just a little fever..."

Shine caught up to them and took his hand.

"I guess this mission was successful," Scott said, not very happily. "But all the damage they did before we even got here, I hope we don't get blamed for it."

Shine turned to look at him. "That is what matters? If we're blamed for it?"

"Well..." Scott said.

"You never stay to help fix it?" Shine said.

"Often we would be blamed, not thanked, if we stuck around" Hank said.

"You don't know that," Shine frowned. "This time we must, because we have an emergency, but most of the time, Wally and I help fix things if we can at all."

"Well you're not mutant," Scott said.

"Xavier said we were in charge of this operation," Shine said, suddenly getting a gleam in her eye. "Does that mean you have to follow our orders, Scott?"

"Well...it..." Scott sputtered.

"Because if so, I order you to stay here and help clean all this up," Shine said. "At least a little, you too Logan."

"Why? What did I do?" Logan said.

"It's good form," Shine said.

"Now wait a minute," Scott said. "You were in charge of capturing them, not of us!"

"Poor sport," Shine said. "Suppose I said the same about you when you boss us around on missions?"

"If you ever followed my orders at all, we might have such a conversation," Scott said.

"You're such a baby," Shine said emphatically. "I'm not asking that much, honestly, and you're fight me on it out of pride. Everything always had to be your way, doesn't it Scott? Sorry for saying you should stick around and help the people who just got devastated by these two maniacs. I'm sure some of you have done this, at least I know Logan has, but if you're above it, by all means, you should do just as you please."

She turned and walked faster, following Hank, who winced at that speech.

Logan was trying to hide how much he was laughing inwardly at it.

Scott set his jaw real tight and then turned. "Come on Wolverine."

"You're doing it?" Logan said.

"It's good policy," Scott said. "Though reckless...I won't let that woman manipulate me into doing something other than what is exemplary just out of her spite."

"But you'll let her manipulate you into doing exactly what she asked?" Logan said.

"She doesn't expect us to do it," Scott said. This will be not giving her chance to complain later. I won't have the Professor thinking we were poor teammates."

Logan bit back another retort, afraid he might undo it.

So even Scott could be managed by Shine, if she played her cards right...impressive.

***

Wally began to feel a little better even on the plane, and once they got to the mansion, he seemed to be more lucid.

"Wally heals much faster than other people," Shine told Hank. "Not as fast as Logan, but fast. He should be okay by tomorrow if he just rests."

"I would concur," Hank put away his med kit. "But I insist upon keeping him in the infirmary to be on the safe side."

"I'm sure they've seen it," Shine said, as they walked Wally inside.

They were surprised to find Jean waiting for them outside the infirmary with the news that Mystique was already in there.

Jean still thought Mystique was at fault for the whole thing.

The Morlocks were all smartly nowhere to be seen near the basement, they were all either outside or in the living room, minding their own business...

Gambit, Rogue, and Jubilee were not yet back, so not many people were around to ask what happened.

Shine was, however, clever enough to at once suspect that Mystique had been shoved into the danger room, in fact the idea of her doing it to herself never even occurred to her. Mystique was many things, but starting up suicidal did not seem like one of them.

"She's still recovering," Jean said. "But we can move her, Mr. West needs the room more."

"If she needs help, I can use a different room," Hank said. "We have more tables. It will just take a moment to set one up."

"No she's not in any danger," Jean said. "She could just go back to her own room. Morph has been keeping an eye on her, but she has not remembered what happened. Xavier and I couldn't sort it out either."

"You guys are idiots for having that room's setting so dangerous at all!" Shine was mad. "This is the second time this has happened to someone, I wonder that you didn't adjust it after the first time."

"Getting angry over it is not going to help, Shine," Jean was stiff. "We have our reasons, and it's really none of you concern is it? This was just an accident. You do not always know best."

That was not the thing to say to smooth Shine over.

"And you, oh wise one," she said with killing sarcasm. "Have you even thought to go out there and ask the Morlocks which one of them so graciously did this to our prisoner, who was our responsibility, and who we knew they didn't li;e. Did no one think to watch her?"

Morph open the door, hearing this. 

"Yeah that was our bad," he said. "Nothing happened yesterday."

"Morph you were in there almost all day!" Shine's voice was getting louder. "Of course nothing happened, and Wally was checking the hallway frequently too, and so was I. We weren't going to be here today, but we thought you all had enough sense to know not to leave her alone up there!"

Jean looked angry, but she was cowed by Shine's tone enough not to say anything.

Morph looked embarrassed. "No, you're right, we screwed up."

Since he wasn't arguing, Shine started to calm down.

"Let us attend to Mr. West first," Hank said. "And we will sort out what happened afterward, agreed?"

"Fine," Shine seemed to deflate.

Mystique had heard half of this and was already dragging herself out of the bed and stumbled toward the door.

"I don't need to be in here," she said.

"Are you sure...forgive me but you do not look very recovered yet," Hank said.

"I'm fine," Mystique lied, since her head was still pounding from before. She actually felt a little sick now that she was standing up.

Vertigo wasn't unprecedented from the danger room's effects, and neither was nausea.

"I think you had better sit back down," Jean said. "Miss Shine, you think the Morlocks did this?"

"Jean, it's pretty obvious they did," Morph said. "Leech literally is the one who warned us about it."

"Leech?" Shine said. "But...Leech is a nice kid."

"That's why he warned us," Morph said. "I think he felt guilty. I don't think it was him, though, he probably just saw it...I mean, I don't know how much credit to give her, but I think Mystique could have taken Leech."

Mystique leaned on the wall. "I assure you one kid would not have been enough to get me in there...I have a vague idea of multiple people...but I cannot remember their faces..."

"If you saw them at all," Shine said. "It's possible they got the drop on you...I am sorry about this, Mystique...I think I should have reminded someone to keep an eye on that room."

"I may not remember what happened," Mystique rubbed her forehead. "But I am fairly certain it was probably anyone else's fault but yours, so save your apologies."

"With your track record," Jean said. "I'd be surprised if it wasn't your own fault. We could hardly have missed a skirmish going on upstairs, especially if you yelled. You must have left your room, didn't you?"

Mystique suddenly remembered doing so, now that she said it.

She blinked. "Yes..."

She was too dazed to think that confessing this would reflect poorly on her, she wasn't thinking fully straight yet.

Shine was surprised she just said it, until she considered that that might be the reason.

"You don't have to talk about it," she said. "Jean you're smothering her, can't this wait till she's recovered?"

"You wanted to get to the bottom of it," Jean said testily.

"Okay, ladies, can you stop fighting?" Morph pleaded, putting his hands together. "This isn't helping. We have a bigger problem than your grudge."

Shine drew a deep breath. "You're right, this is foolishness. Jean, I am sorry. Can we please put aside our fight?"

"I...suppose," Jean said.

"I will make sure Wally is all right," Shine said. "And then we will figure out who did this. Take Mystique somewhere they won't be able to get to her so easily, please. And don't let them leave the premises. They probably will try to run."

"And...the horsemen?" Jean said.

"We're shutting them in the holding room," Shine said. "They need more help, I think, but feel free to scan their minds for now and see if they're old selves have resurfaced...don't try anything else, it might be disastrous to do so. But first things first, we can't have people who are attempting murder around here, can we?"

She went in after Wally.

"I hope they're wrong and they were just trying to pull a prank," Morph said.

"A lethal prank," Mystique muttered.

"I...well...you shouldn't have left your room," Jean said.

"You shouldn't have left the kitchen if you weren't going to be useful." Mystique snapped without thinking.

"What?!" Jean said.

"Jean..." Morph warned. "She's probably not really thinking, huh? Let's not take anything too seriously. No one is themselves after a shock like that."

"On the chance that you are right, I'll ignore her slight," Jean said. "Let's go."

***

In fact, some of the Morlocks realized they were probably going to be busted, and tried to leave the premises.

About that time, Gambit, Rogue, and Jubilee returned, with Ryan in tow.

Storm, who by now heard her from Jean what happened, was livid--for Storm.

"I'm sure we have much to discuss," she said to Ryan. "But right now we have our own crisis, would you care to wait in the study or the living room. I need a word with the rest of you."

"Uh...sure..." Ryan was scared of her already.

"What's goin' on?" Gambit said. He knew that tone.

"The Morlocks, some of them have tried to kill or seriously injure Mystique," Storm said.

"Dey put her out?" Gambit asked.

"Thankful, Jean and Morph were alerted in time by one of them, and she is all right, though she'll be recovering for the next 24 hours," Storm said.

"What?" Rogue said. "That's horrible."

"Yes...where's Kurt," Storm said.

"I'm here," Kurt had been in his room ever since the Morlocks arrived, he said he felt he needed to realign himself with the word.

They supposed it was his way of hiding from the situation with Mystique, but no one judged him for this, she was making it hard enough on  him.

He easily could poof in and out almost unnoticeable by anyone, so they'd almost forgotten he was even there for most of the last couple days.

But of course they remembered when they needed help.

"Oh...did you hear what happened?" Storm asked.

"I caught part of it," Kurt said. "I think they have tried to harm Mother, and this is a clear wrong on their part...didn't they agree not to harm anyone? Or did I mishear?"

"No, they were not supposed to," Storm said. "And I would believe Callisto would honor such an agreement, but not all Morlocks are so scrupulous, so we must find who did it. Some of them have taken off, I have since realized. But they can't have gone far, we must spread out and find them. Mr. West, unfortunately, has been taken ill due to the plague, and will not be able to help us, but I think the four of us should be enough, or five, if Jubilee wishes to help."

"Of course, I can't believe those scumbags would do this," Jubilee said.

"Dey have reason ta hate her, Gambit said.

"Gambit!" Rogue said.

"That is not our way," Storm reminded Gambit severely. "Are you going to side with them?"

"No..." Gambit said. "It's ungrateful of dem, dat much true. Gambit help you find culprit. Still, dey being angry is easy ta understand, not be too hard on dem."

"That will depend on how much malicious intent they actually had," Storm said. "Let us go."

***

It took less than an hour for them to round up almost all of the Morlocks who'd tried to hide in the woods. Being city dwellers, they were not great at navigating the woods, and would have been in trouble themselves if left there for much longer.

By then, Shine was satisfied that Wally was comfortable...and he'd told her not to kill the Morlocks when she found out who it was.

Shine would not have done this, but Wally's sentiment wasn't so far fetched, she was furious.

She wasn't the only one, Storm was angry also, but she of course, controlled it.

The Morlocks were dragged into their front room.

Callisto was among them.

Mystique had come out to see what happened, feeling slightly better by now, and she'd started to remember.

Shine could have been a judge for how she handled the whole thing.

She faced them all, and the X-men were blocking any escape routes.

"I'll give you all one chance to come clean now," Shine said in a cold voice. "We know what you did. Who was it? I would be impressed by honesty."

Silence.

"Are you going to lie, on top of it all?" Shine spoke again.

Rogue shivered, her tone was making her feel guilty, and she hadn't done anything.

Leech fidgeted nervously.

"Why do you think it was us?" Callisto said. "What are you accusing us of anyway?"

"Someone shut Mystique in the Danger Room," Shine said. "It almost killed her. It could have, in another minute or so. No one of the X-men would have misused their own room in such a  way, and hardly any of them were around. So, it had to be one of you."

"Perhaps she shut herself in there," Callisto said. "I find it hard that you're accusing us. Isn't Mystique a liar and a shapeshifter? She could have framed any of us."

Mystique leaned on the wall, and she glared at Callisto.

"And why would she do that?" Shine said.

"Perhaps it was to make us look bad," Callisto said.

"Do you need her help for that?" Rogue snapped, but Storm shushed her. "Let Shine do this the right way, Rogue. Perhaps they will confess."

"This is making me madder'n a hornet," Rogue muttered.

"While you have little cause to like each other," Shine answered Callisto slowly. "Mystique is not such a fool as to sabotage her own best interests by sabotaging yours. She knows the rules around here. And she is not one for petty revenge when it could cost her own freedom. I see no motive here. On top of which, you seem to be forgetting that we have two people here who could read your mind and find out if you are lying, as if I couldn't see it clearly enough without their help, do you intend to keep this preposterous charade up? Or will you save what's left of your dignity, and confess?"

There the anger came.

The Morlocks shuddered. They had never seen Shine like this, and she was intimidating them more than Callisto did.

Gambit fingered a card. This was going to be ugly, he thought.

Callisto must have seen further protest would have yielded her nothing.

"Some of us did have a bit of a spat with your prisoner earlier," she admitted sullenly. "And it ended in her being shut into one of the rooms down there. We Morlocks do not understand your technology very well, if we turned the dial and activated some training program, it's possible."

"And if it was such an accident, why didn't you come and get one of the X-men at once?" Shine was icy.

"We knew you would blame us," Callisto said. "And we had no cause to be concerned about the blue witch."

"I'd save your insults," Shine said. "Or there will be plenty more flying around. Tell me what actually happened, now. Do you think I'm stupid? You'd know that if you told us, if it was a real accident, we'd have been easier on you. This was clearly deliberate. And I want to know why. Also how."

Callisto's eyes hardened. "All right so it was," she said, now angry. "Is that so surprising? We have our vengeance to take, on all our people's behalf. And she was outside, it wasn't an opportunity to miss. If she didn't want to fall into our hands, why didn't she stay where you could keep your little pet safe? All is fair in war, Likstar, and this is war."

"It's war is it?" Shine's tone would have warned any of the X-men to stop right then.

Surprisingly, for one they had thought was so calm all the time at first, they now had seen Shine had a very savage temper when people threatened her friends.

"Yes, war," Callisto said. "And we protect our own. I can't expect you to understand that, in your pampered sheltered life up here on the surface. You who are not even a mutant."

"You..." Shine's face was pale with rage. "You are...actually accusing me of being pampered and sheltered?"

Half the Morlocks stepped back, they knew that look.

Then came the explosion.

"You ungrateful wretch!" Shine thundered. "Do you dare to stand there and say such things about us? We have spent a good portion of today getting your unfortunate friends back so that you could have them, and risking our own lives, and we took you under our roof, to protect you, and you ate our food, and used our things, and you can stand there and speak of us being pampered and sheltered? You have spat in the face of our efforts, and done the one thing we asked you not to do! You repaid our kindness with biting us? Is that what you call fair in war? Callisto, I wasn't aware war involved betraying your own allies for petty revenge. Who amongst you is in agreement with her? Show of hands."

The Morlocks trembled.

"We were just following orders!" One said.

"Of course," Shine was not placated. "Someone who is honest, tell me who was on board with this and who wasn't."

"Don't worry about them," Callisto said. "This has to do with me, doesn't it? As the leader."

"How noble," Shine was scathing. "After leading them into doing such a thing when you should have stopped them and told them what was right. You don't deserve to be the leader."

"I protected my own," Callisto spat at her. "We didn't ask for you charity, and you bestowed it on us with our hesitation."

"What does that have to do with it?" Shine said. "You wicked, ungrateful woman. I'd have be able to take most things, but this is abusing our grace, and our kindness, I cannot just accept this."

"She's really mad," Rogue hissed to Storm and Gambit.

"Can you blame her?" Storm's eyes were hard also. "They have behaved abominably."

"She being a little hard on dem," Gambit said. "It ain't like dey saw it dat way."

"Is that really the point?" Storm said. "Whatever they saw, it was abominable to repay their kindness by threatening to harm their other charge."

Mystique was staring at this in astonishment.

"Mystique," Shine called. "Can you tell us who it was?"

Mystique came more into view, and Callisto glared at her.

Mystique frowned at her in return.

This was a new feeling, she'd never been called because she was on the right side before...though she was on the right more by default in this case than her own actions.

"It wasn't all of these ones," she said. "And the children no doubt didn't really know what was happening. Callisto herself, and them," she pointed to the ones she could remember now had attacked her.

All in all, it was only about 6 other than Callisto who'd really helped that much.

"Some of the others watched," Mystique said. "But most of these were not around."

Morph noted that Mystique could easily have said it was all of them if she'd wanted to do so.

And by the guilty look on their faces, and the puzzled looks on the the others, she'd clearly told the truth about who it was. No one was protesting that it wasn't them.

Shine saw that Mystique was telling the truth also.

"All of you who didn't have anything to do with this, you can step aside," she said. "I have no wish to blame anyone who wasn't at fault."

They all cleared off fast enough, lining the walls with the X-men.

Leech had not been singled out by Mystique either, notably. Though he could have been.

"Before I do anything," Shine said. "X-men, do you object to me deciding what happens here?"

"Not at all," Storm said. "You invited them here, and you went after their comrades. As far as I'd concerned, this was your call from the beginning, and they have repaid your kindness in this manner. The rest of us only aided you."

"You go ahead," Rogue had no wish to decide this.

"Provided it is not too harsh," Xavier spoke from where he'd been watching the whole thing. "You may do as you wish, Mrs. West."

No one else spoke.

"Then we agree," Shine said. "Morlocks? What do you think I should do?"

"It is not really your place to pass judgment on us," Callisto said.

"Answer not acceptable," Shine said. "Anyone else?"

Silence.

"What would you do if our situations were reversed?" Shine pointed to one, who she knew wasn't too bright. 

"Well...uh..." he looked nervous. "I'd probably hurt ya...but ya shouldn't do that to us."

Gambit almost laughed at that.

"Well, I don't like hurting people," Shine had cooled a little. "And it's not my place to do so. There is only one thing to do, I think. You all have spurned our grace, so, it will spurn you. If you do not wish to repent right this moment and acknowledge that what you did was wrong. I think we are done here."

She waited.

The others wondered if Callisto would. Surely she must see that picking a fight over this was foolish. 

But Callisto was hardbitten and stubborn.

"I do not care," she said.

"Then you will not care," Shine said, dreadfully calm because she saw it was no use trying anymore. "Go. All of you. Leave this property. I never want to see any of you again, unless you've come because you truly regretted these actions."

They stared at her.

"That's...that's it?" They said.

"Yes," Shine said. "That is enough."

Pause while it sank in.

"Small price," Callisto said.

"When you reach the point where your past has come back to catch you," Shine said, "and you cry out for mercy, I hope you remember that you said it was a small price to forego it. Perhaps you will get mercy from someone else, but you cannot get it from someone who you will not take it from. And you will not take it from me. Clearly. So go. It seems a small thing to you now, but one day, it will not be. I hope that day is not too late, for all of you."

"Well, who wants to stay here anyway," one of them jeered. They headed for the door.

"Come," Callisto said to the others.

"They don't have to leave." Shine said, still rigid. "Only you have to. They can stay here as long as they like. Of course if any want to go with you, they may. That's not our call."

"As if we care, come," Callisto said.

But the other Morlocks didn't budge.

The didn't fully understand what was happening, but they knew it was bad, and they were scared. Being kicked out seemed like a huge deal to them.

"We don't want to go like this" one woman said in a small voice. "Not in disgrace."

Callisto was appalled. "We are your brothers!"

"Why did you do it then?" one of the older ones whimpered.

One of the ones who was being disgraced grabbed Callisto's arm. "Let's go," he said in grave voice. "This is not looking good."

Callisto looked furious, but she turned sullenly and walked out the door, which Storm had so kindly opened for them.

Storm then shut it once the last was gone.