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Mystique (formerly Raven Darkholme) (mutant_proud) wrote in silverage,

At Zatanna's unintelligble command, the demon Mystique had had pinned against the wall slumped down onto the ground. Releasing her hold on the chain, she turned back towards the bulk of the action and tried to ready herself for any more attacks.

"I'm a mutant," she answered. It was fully possible that Zatanna had heard about the emerging "mutant menace," as some of the tabloid papers were beginning to call it, but when no look of recognition crossed her face, Mystique went on. "A more highly evolved homo sapiens superior, with advanced genes..." She trailed off. "But I'm no science expert. For any real explanation, you'd have to ask my broth--"

She was interrupted when a demon tried to rush her from the side. She easily sidestepped his approach, grabbed his arm, and flipped him over her shoulder onto the pavement. Kneeling on his back, she twisted his arm to restrain him, prompting him to snarl in pain. "More importantly," she continued, slightly out of breath, "what do we do about these bastards?"