My mom was Mexican...

Victor wasn’t sure what to expect from the team meeting at the new Malibu Hostel. Fireworks, probably. People talking over each other. Alliances and counteralliances and lone wolf opinions and petty disagreements colliding into a giant cloud of talk. ( Or maybe by the time he got there, the talking would be over... )

[OOC: Summarized from Runaways TPB vol. 9, Dead Wrong, by Terry Moore. Establishy.]