September 1st, 2020, New Haven USA
The X-Men were released less than twenty-four hours after they allowed themselves to be captured. It was a decision born out of pragmatism; the X-Men just stopped not one, but two, terrorist attacks carried by the Mutant Brotherhood. The powers that be didn’t like how things went down, but had no choice but grind their teeth and accept the fact that the X-Men were a necessary evil. For now.
Having spent the night at a little bohemian hotel in New Haven (all expenses paid for by the US government), and following a hearty breakfast the following morning, Frank and Ana got into their taxi and drove back to the same government building in which they spent the previous day. Only now they arrived as guests of Valerie Cooper, rather than prisoners.
After passing through security and receiving their temporary id badges, they met with Valerie. The young woman was dressed much more conservatively this time; a black a-line knee-length skirt over a dark hosiery, and a (bottomed up!) cerulean collared shirt. She smiled, and greeted the two ‘hello’, but was clearly eager with getting their meeting started because she already started ushering them toward the conference room as they exchanged pleasantries