Up until recently maintained as a museum, the childhood home of the Braddock family has been pressed into service as additional housing and classroom space for the Institute. Additionally, the increased demands have led to the main ballroom being converted into a cafeteria for both the Institute and those University students on a meal plan. Student reactions have been mixed, and reports of paranormal activity are as of yet unsubstantiated.
"I am going to have to plead the fifth on that one," Will joked back. "But not when she's already in 'punch-a-goddess' mode. I'm just lucky she wasn't poofed into another dimension or something."
"Oh my god, that was weird," Ryan grunted, stretching his arm as he walked in, his wings evaporating into motes of golden energy as he passed through the two-small-for-them doorway. "What's going on, guys?"
"Hey, Will," Ryan said, flopping into a seat and rubbing at his head. "And I don't know what good 'divine juju' is if it won't take care of a damned headache. So what's new today?"