"Considering it all, I guess your place is a bit out of if it now, do you have any place to sleep further?"
 
Dr Douglas opened her mouth, despite having no idea how she was going to respond to that question.

"Stupid question, since your cheer leading friend is here, I mean I doubt your her mother, considering your in your twenties I think and she is in her late teens. I am Alexis by the way, Alexis Zabel, and you lady's are, If I may know if course?"

Douglas supposed she was a little reassured by the fact that she didn't quite look like the teenager's mother. The idea of her having any children whatsoever was laughable. Though when the cheerleader - Rose - introduced herself and mentioned that her brother attended the University where she taught, ice seeped into her blood stream. She knew who she was. That was it. She was done, finished, ruined. She ran her fingers through her dark, tangled hair in a swift attempt to make it appear presentable to her immediate audience; ignoring the fact that her audience was a mutant teenager and a mysterious man, with some kind of odd red dot on his forehead. She might as well reply with her name, considering her reputation could soon quite possible be in shreds.

"My name? W-"

But before she could complete the sentence, she felt a swathe of shadows enclose her, ripping her away from her current conversation and replacing her surroundings with a writhing mass of darkness. Normally, she would've started screaming in utter confusion but thanks to the day she'd just had, she simply watched. Nothing was too bizarre today. 

A girl with dark hair appeared in front of her. 

"Your like me, aren't you"

Perfect; another. This is what happened when you tried to actively help people and mutants. It certainly wouldn't be happening again, unless it was behind the safety of her website. She was stupid for thinking otherwise; look what had happened to Izzy. She had startled herself with that thought - the crazy day of x-gene madness had forced her to reminisce something she hadn't thought about for years. She pushed that memory right back into the depths of her brain - that was not something she particularly wanted to think about right now. 

"Yeah," Dr Douglas said, a little hysterical "Isn't that great? Woohoo for mutants. And the perks? Anytime you try to help people, you get shot at or some kind of assassination attempt!"

She glanced at the shadow girl. Okay, maybe that was a little harsh.

"I'm sorry," she apologised, rubbing her forehead "It's been a long day."