"You can walk right on over me then, I haven't ever been worthy enough to lift that Uru juju. Not that I ever got the chance. Worlds aren't in that much peril that we can't take an hour or two to show you how things work. The last time we tried to make a new team, they surprise-ambushed us back on our home turf wanting answers. So we skip any misunderstandings this time by giving you guys the full picture from the beginn--"
"Because there's probably a version of me in your home reality, Doctor Franklin," a woman in a white labcoat replies."Excellent." Without waiting for more from Morph, Thunderball steps through the portal. Heather Hudson? Why does that name sound familiar? he wonders.
"Hello everyone, I'm Heather Hudson, mission coordinator for the Exiles. Before I fire Morph from being our glorified greeter, and give you some more concrete answers, allow me to introduce the rest of the team..."
The other Exiles are standing next to her, as she introduces them from left to right.
"This is Clarice Ferguson, also known as BLINK. She's a teleporter, and usually the field leader for our team and a few newly recruited teams. She's been at this, like Morph, almost nonstop from day one."
"Next to her is T.J. Wagner, known as NOCTURNE... and her beau, John Proudstar, THUNDERBIRD."
"Hey there!" "Greetings."
"One of our newest additions is a genuine Captain Britain Corpsman originally from Earth-238, kind of the 'original' Exile, CAPTAIN U.K."
"Or Linda, if you please."
"And you know MORPH, also known as Kevin Sidney. Probably more than you want to."
"What is this, rag on me day? Maybe I oughta shift into a doormat. Probably make Thundermace over there real happy."