"Yeah, the name's Miguel," The Cyborg said as he pulled his work glove back over his prosthetic hand, flexing the metallic fingers experimentally to be doubly sure it fitted correctly. "You mentioned a teleporting vampire, my dear L337 H4X0R?" He said conversationally as he leaned out of the room, tugging his luggage into their dormitory. That being done, he slipped his hammer back into his toolbelt and withdrew his own laptop- placing down on his side of the room's desk. Flicking open the sleek piece of software, the booting sequence beginning.