Obligatory "Hope you survive!" (Open to the JLC)
The second that Fixit was closed, Megan 'ported herself back to the cottage, directly into her room. There was half an hour until Dinah had said that they would meet up again in front of the store, and while that had seemed like plenty of time earlier, Megan had forgotten the state of her room.
She started digging through her closet for workout clothes, throwing things aside, and stopped. Typical. The City knew. Her old X-men uniform hung in the back of the closet: reinforced fabric, armored boots and gauntlets, everything.
Megan hesitated for just a moment before grabbing for the familiar black and yellow. If all else, it was something she was familiar with.
Pulling her hair back, she 'ported herself back to Fixit to wait.