Madrox had nothing to do other than everything Pete had given him to do. Today that consisted of reading a ton of newspapers, which was not entirely required, but was a task mostly designed to keep chatty Maddie out of his hair for a little while. Jamie and three of his dupes were lounging in the room which served as Excalibur's office, kicked back with piles of newspapers as they chatted about what all they read. Important things would be passed along to Wisdom, but for now newspapers, coffee and conversation seemed like a perfectly pleasant way to spend the afternoon.
Until his comm crackled to life, of course. Immediately, all four hopped up and had a Three Stooges moment as they all made for the door, slamming into each other and the frame hard enough to spawn two more. They all glared at each other and an argument almost exploded before Prime held up his hands. "Wait. You two, sit down and finish those papers," he ordered, grabbing one and absorbing him, then pointed to the two remaining. "You two, c'mon."
"Hey, why do they get to go?"
"Because unlike you two, they seem to have a brain between them. C'mon! Hurry!" Prime snapped back, not in the mood to play nice. Two dupes remained sulking and eventually headed back to the newspapers as three Jamies arrived at the Blackbird. "What's going on?" One ask, all eyes wide and curious as they glanced around for any sign of immediate trouble.