"..." Rachel would feel everything that Brooke was feeling in that moment. Pain, confusion, loss, sadness, worry, and anger. The emotions flitted across Brooke's face rose and promptly fell from her lips. She lowered herself back to her seat and stared down at the bows on her pumps for a moment before standing back up again.
"Tell me you're going to go all Dark Phoenix on their asses."
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"Tell me you're going to go all Dark Phoenix on their asses."