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"So...you think this young mutant should be made an Acolyte? She's far too young--fifteen? Sixteen perhaps? I will tell Pietro to see about getting her to join the Brotherhood, perhaps." Magneto wasn't really buying into the idea as well as Pyro had hoped he would.

He tried reasoning. "C'mon, boss, the girl's got some real power. And besides, those teenagers don't need yet another female to distract them, they're pathetic enough as is."

To his surprise, Remy came to his support, speaking up from where he lounged insolently with his feet upon the table. "He's got a point, dey don't need another distraction. Dose clowns can't do nothin' right." He smirked. "Besides, Gambit wouldn't mind havin' a pretty face 'round here."

Pyro scowled at the last comment. Shoulda known the thief would wanna steal her. Aloud he said, "Look, Magneto, I know I can convince the little sheila to join up, and her talents would just be wasted in the Brotherhood. She can make lava, for God's sake."

The third Acolyte, Colossus, remained silent. He always did at these little meetings. Unlike the other two, he wasn't serving Magneto by choice but was being blackmailed.

Magneto considered for a moment, his cold features unreadable as always. Finally he waved a hand dismissively, saying, "Very well, do what you need to in order to convince her. Just make sure Charles knows that she leaves his school of her own choice."

Pyro saluted semi-mockingly. "Got it. It's all under control, boss."

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After the meeting, Gambit approached Pyro curiously. "What's the deal wit the girl, mon ami? You been lookin' funny ever since you got back from spyin' out de mansion. Nearly run me over on your way in."

Pyro glared at him. "None o' your business, Cajun. Just you keep your hands off 'er when I get 'er here."

Remy smirked. "I figured it must be somethin' like dat. But why dat one in particular? Dere's plenty o' others to go after. Can't touch de Rogue, o' course, but dat still leaves de rest for you to lust after." He leaned against Pyro's door, blocking the way, his bo staff unfolding in a split second.

"You really don't wanna test me right now, mate," Pyro growled. "Just... fuck off." A fireball formed over his hand, threatening.

Remy held up his hands in surrender, moving aside. "Fine. Den I won't offer you Gambit's help and expertise."

Pyro rolled his eyes as the other mutant walked away. He wasn't the only one who had a way with the fairer sex.