Percussion
While Nightlander and Gauntlet had a make-out session in a dark corner, Drake tried to have a conversation with the girl at the door.
"I'm Juliet...But you can call me Astral...I saw what happened with the wolf earlier...I kind of helped I guess...I have powers too."
At first he couldn't recognize her. Drake could hardly believe that the tired and soaked looking girl here was really Juliet. And yes, he remembered Juliet. (Or at least he thought he did.) The girl he remembered had been taller and not as thin... Then again, he guessed that he'd been dreaming or something when they talked last. Besides this girl certainly seemed to know a lot about their battle.
"Um...Ok Astral. I-"
"Who's that?" "A fan of yours?" Angelfire said from across the room.
"What? No, dude this is Astral she's-" He stopped and turned to her image in the screen. "Are you a fan of mine?"
Then Tigress bounced over after complaining about food. “Hey, Percussion, I was wondering if you had any clothes I could borro- Hey, who’s this?”
Percussion simply threw his hands in the air in defeat. "Here why don't we all just talk in person." He said, unlocking the door and letting Astral in.
He nodded to her quickly and then turned to head upstairs. "I'll get you some clothes Tigress...You too Astral, If you need some." He said, trying to conceal his frustration. "Angelfire, the phones in the kitchen. Order some Pizza or somethin' man, my treat."