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Post by Sage on Apr 14, 2017 23:51:17 GMT
Sage had more or less stationed herself in the Crystal Palace after the disaster that was the Hellfire Gala. She didn't want to deal with any of the fallout from that night, and she didn't want Sebastian Shaw coming to find her any time soon. She didn't fear the man, but she also didn't want to deal with the potential nonsense he might bring back into her life. His proclivity for hiring telepaths and illusionists to make people do his biding was legend. She didn't want that happening again.
She also needed a break from Emma Frost and her particular brand of drama. The White Queen and Cyclops were apparently taking a break, and that had made Emma less than pleasant.
{{Staying here is a much better alternative for the moment}} Sage thought as she, once again, sat down at one of the consoles in the command center of the Crystal Palace and just watched as time flowed around it. No new Exiles had shown up in recent days, but that quiet was not a given. The influx of mystic energy and the issues with the increase in the "birth" of Inhumans made this a touchy time for all inhabitants of the time-space continuum.
Sage had noted the arrival of at least two Howlett-related people to the world she called home, and they seemed to be the tip of the iceberg when it came to crossings from other dimensions. Others with less wholesome agendas seemed to be showing up as well, and that could present a lot of problems going forward.
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