"Hmm, a form of teleportation? Fascinating." He notes the chair. "A moment if you will." He unzips an area of his pants legs, exposing their inverted bent along with the wolf-like paws at his feet. "Much better." he says, stepping over the chair, sitting down.

"So long as you can provide me the asylum I seek, then I do not care what you call yourselves," Fred assured. "The Dark beast possessed extensive files on various mutants and organizations relating to such. I can share what information I have learned in exchange for a safe place to conduct my research."