Deadpool, I'mma let you finish, but ...
While Deadpool played with the female mutant, Rogue used her new weapons to take some some of the humans who were playing with guns. It was alarmingly easy to move and use the swords, almost feeling like a choreographed dance. One man down, another, then a woman. She was starting to have as much blood on herself as those who were now lying in pools of it. One of the humans, she couldn't tell it if was a man or a woman, took a shot at Rogue before trying to run down the hall. In turn, Rogue threw both of her swords. They found their mark in the human's back and she fell to the floor with a wet thud.
Turning, she saw the female mutant go tumbling down the steps. As the unfamiliar mutant before her spoke, a look of confusion crossed her face. "Who the hell are you?" The question came from genuine curiosity, from the part of Rogue that still had control. her attention drawn behind him, she grabbed him and told him to duck. She flung out her hand and sent a ball of ice into the face of another human. He crashed into it with full force, then fell to the floor, unconscious.
"Listen, whoever you are, you head up to the roof. I haven't seen anybody go up there but I wouldn't be surprised if there weren't more of 'em up there." She winked at him. "Nice moves, by the way."