Mystique (formerly Raven Darkholme) (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mutant_proud) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} silverage, |
At the mention of her having had training, she smiled. "A bit," she answered. She looked around, partly checking to see if there was room, partly checking to make sure no one was looking at her, and anyone who was was looking at her face not her feet. She'd worn a short dress over transparent stockings, but if she was going to show off some acrobatics, that wouldn't do. Fairly certain no one was looking, she quickly shifted them to be opaque. That sort of small change usually went unnoticed, though Charles would have been angry at her for "losing control" in front of a crowd.
"Back up," she instructed the performer. She took a deep breath to prepare herself, then executed a back bend into a handstand. When it seemed her dress could fight gravity no longer, she came back down as gracefully as possible. "So," she asked him, straightening her jacket. "What do you think?"