WHO: Mystique, and those who wish to fight her WHAT: Throws down! WHEN: July 17th, mid-morning WHERE: The Library, and surrounding area
THIS IS AN OPEN TAG. ALL THOSE WHO WISH TO FIGHT MYSTIQUE, PLEASE GO AHEAD! A TAG ORDER WILL EVOLVE AS OTHERS JOIN. HAVE FUN!
Mystique knew the inside of the Mansion like the back of her hand. That is to say, the hand she saw the most. If the house around her changed as often as her skin, she would have been hopelessly lost.
She had changed her form as soon as she had set foot on the grounds, assuming the guise of a small, timid female student. Mutant abilities didn't matter - she was enough of a wallflower that no one would notice the small, shy girl making her way to the library.
Passing familiar faces, including a glimpse of brown and white hair that almost, almost brought a snide smile to her lips, Mystique made her way into the quiet library without incident. There was only one student in the room, a small boy who seemed to have a slight green tint to him. Deciding that he looked harmless enough, she managed to loop an arm around his neck before shifting into her usual form, gun in hand.
"X-MEN!" she yelled, announcing her presence to those passing outside. "Your defenses are weak, yet again!"