Rose too, had been promoted to the field team. She'd traded her burgundy and yellow, somewhat haphazard costume for a yellow and blue number that more quickly resembled that of her father's, and taken up the Wolverine name. Her focus with her psyionic claws had improved significantly, to the point where she could pierce most non-living materials with them easily, and deliver a powerful psychic shock to anything alive.

But going from student and sometime scrapper to full fledged super-hero? It was almost more than she could get her head around. And she was certainly cynical enough to be waiting for the other shoe to drop.

"Hey, Shake'n'bake."