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Allison and Bobbi luck out. They're able to get through the formal sitting room before anything crazy really ends up happening. It'll be obvious as they walk past that tensions are high - and it's probably a good thing that there aren't too many little kids around. Past the formal sitting room, through the gallery, and then a quick detour through the library finds the pair at Professor Xavier's office.

"Ms. Andrews, Ms. Hobbes, please come in," Xavier's voice called out from inside the office. It was hard for a telepath to not know when people were coming to talk to him, after all. Once inside, they'll see Xavier behind his desk in his wheelchair, looking through a pile of what look like briefing packets.

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Neil glanced at Bobbi and Allison as they walked by, wishing that he could have removed himself from this situation just as easily. He didn't need enhanced intuition to tell that tensions were incredibly high in this room. Jean, the legendary Phoenix, whispered underneath her breath some choice words - and a few quotes of Shelly's thoughts in particular. "Maybe it's time the Mansion starts offering etiquette classes," Jean mused.

"Don't worry, Jeanie, I'll offer a free one right now!" Cyclops exclaimed. He was seeing red (get it?!) having heard Jean relay to him what Shelly had thought about her. No one thought about his wife like that - and threatening his niece?! Scott was practically fuming as he lowered his shades, sending a blast at Shelly. The red energy slammed into Shelly, sending her through the glass window and out onto the ground outside.

"That is not what I had in mind..." Jean said, going to go help Shelly and get her cleaned up.

"Копиле, узми то назад!" Quicksilver shouted at Gambit, having a feud with the Ragin' Cajun of his own at the moment. Pietro dashed forward, gathering up speed in his fist and he decked Gambit, sending the Thieves' Guild King flying as well. Rogue caught Gambit and kept a tight grip on him. "Knock it off, both of ya!" she shouted. "Honestly, y'all are actin' like toddlers!"

Storm, meanwhile, looked a bit weary of all of this fighting. Her hair started to flow as a wind picked up in the room. "I agree with Rogue. If you wish to fight amongst each other, do so in the Danger Room and train," Ororo said.

Neil glanced at Sara for a moment, before he nodded slightly at her. Jean was outside offering a hand to Shelly to pick her up, and while Cyclops was watching, Neil took a breath. His hands twitched slightly and nothing happened. He glanced at Sara again and then closed his eyes. Neil's own hair started to stand up softly as he gritted his teeth and pulled his arms out in front of him. He made a ripping motion with his hands, as if trying to tear the air itself apart, and suddenly, Cyclops was thrown out the window.

"So... let's do this then," Neil said. He spotted Dean leave the kitchen, having told Carolina that he'd consider going if it was okay with Lance, and the wannabe speedster made a beeline for the stairs.

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Lance sent Annie a text back on his phone, eyeing Guin and feeling slightly annoyed with her. "Sure, I'm okay with that." he sent. However, Guin had mentioned that there was fighting upstairs and as Lance headed for the door of the laboratory, he couldn't help but be curious. "Why are they fighting?" he asked her. Guin thought for a moment, trying to get an image of what was going on upstairs through the Mental Link but it wasn't working. Pietro was blocking her out. It was just giving her a headache and she held her head for a moment.

"Honestly, no idea... Pietro is blocking me out so it has to be something big. He really must not want me going up there..." She was about to try again when she saw Richard come down the stairs in search of Mary. She crossed her arms, not really wanting to deal with him after his delivery of apple slices. She wasn't a kid and he wasn't her father, so he needed to just butt out of her life and let her live the way she wants to live.

Guin then glanced to her right, catching a glimpse of Mary in the electronics lab. "The hell is Mare doing with my stuff?!" Guin snapped, a bit mad since no one else really used that lab and it was more or less Guin's personal space at this rate. Beast had given up trying to get any part of the lab back from her. Mary didn't even seem to notice her and Guin flipped her the middle finger. "She better not fucking break anything!"

However, just as Richard was down in the sub-basement, so was Dean. The wannabe speedster paused for a moment, looking at the three and Dean smirked slightly. "I am not a motherfucking puppy," he said, before he started running on the walls and kicked Richard in the head, giving the Adder a bloody lip.

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Antoinette finished her float while they waited for Lance’s return text. In the next room though there was a lot of shouting and then a loud crash, like glass breaking. They all heard it but Dean was the only one to move. He didn’t give many parting words, saying he would consider this movie if Lance was okay with it and before he was gone. Something flashed through Antoinette and her stomach turned uncomfortably. She recognized the feeling as her purple eye brightened in colour. She watched Dean race from the room before looking at Carolina.
”Something’s wrong with Dean,” she said firmly. In fact there was a heavy setting over the whole school now.
Antoinette’s phone chimed and she looked down at Lance’s response.
”He’s fine with it,” she said but was far less excited in the moment. Antoinette watched the door, unsure if she wanted to venture out of the kitchen now.

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Oh there were things that were going to be said, or so were Richard Laine's thoughts as he descended into the sub-basement in search of Marygold. It was one thing to harbor misgivings against his sister, but to outright speak to her in such a manner and dismiss her because of something that was part accident and part for the greater good? Oh, he blamed himself for Wonderland- Lizzie's- death. Having known and liked the woman well enough her death had been a blow to him. Though he, at least, understood Ayita's mindset behind it. While her words seemed a little off with her little display in the sitting room it wasn't uncommon. Ayita's grip on human manners was still a learning process. She got most of it but there were a few things she didn't get. Generally things that changed with the times, and popular culture.

So when he spotted Guin, Lance and Dean in the hallway the Adder stepped to one side with a warning look, which only grew more intense as Dean swore he was not a 'puppy' and started blazing about the walls. "Boy, I am not in the mood for a pissing contest. Marygold just had Ayita in tears and-" There was a savage hiss as Richard's head was whipped to one side as the younger speedster kicked him in the head. Wiping a hand over his lips, the snake-eyed man stared at his blood with growing annoyance. "Oh... Puppy, you know better." The Adder hissed as he swore viciously. "Ayita's been hurt and now you're causing a fuss." The man snarled and walked to the door with quick strides as he sneered at Dean in a taunt, "You little, whimpering motherfucking puppy." As Dean would attempt to attack, Richard smirked and slammed the door to the lab open and into Dean's face, a nice bruise to match the one on the lad's ego.

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Watching as Richard left, Ayita felt a small feeling of satisfaction fill her. He would deal with Marygold, she would have some justice in this cruel world in which Man thought they ruled. Clenching her hand she turned and looked at the fallen Shelly who had just been blasted through the window courtesy of Cyclops. Her boots clacked over the floor as she walked towards the little human who had called her a feral. Another who mocked her for what she was. Her eyes flashed as she stared down at the woman, Scott and Jean. The older woman trying to help her mate up from where he had stumbled out the window to the ground below. "You called me a 'feral'." Ayita stated quietly to Shelly with a voice that was filled with the ice of the northern forests she called home.

"You threatened me." The young woman stated as she walked towards the fallen anti-mutie raised mutant, her hands loose at her sides. Gripping them into fists would hinder her. "You say we bully you? You do not know the meaning of the word." Ayita snarled, sounding unhuman in her rage as she threw a punch at Shelly's middle. She felt something give, most likely a cracked rib. "I starved. I was hunted for my meat and hide. My own mother tried to sell me as a animal." Ayita roared in fury as she round house kicked the woman. Her heel solidly connecting with Shelly's breast. Straighting again, Ayita stared at Shelly with cold fury.

"You don't know the meaning of a hard life. You scoff at us, but you. Do. NOT. Know." Each word was clipped as Ayita's voice settled to a deadly growl. Not the passive quietness that was usually about her, but a deadly chill that was filling her heart. She was sick of this girl and she was tired of the insults. Mary had crossed the line and no one else was going to add to it.

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Carolina continued to drink away at her root beer float, she raised an eyebrow as she watched Dean heading off she really wasn't sure why he decided to up and leave the two of them. She then turned her attention towards Annie as she mentioned something was wrong with Dean, which she wasn't really sure why she meant by that. "What do you mean?" Carolina asked her best friend as she quickly finished up the rest of her root beer float and set down her glass, she looked and stared at Bethany for a moment as she moved towards the corner of the room. She really did not like the way that Bethany was staring at her in particular either, as she shifted a little bit uncomfortably where she was sitting.

Bethany just casually sipped her soda, as she looked over towards the entrance of the kitchen as she could hear some fighting going on by the sounds of it. Seeing that Carolina was completely distracted by the sounds going on in the other room, she smirked as she moved her shadow which quickly latched onto Carolina's. Bethany then quickly moved Carolina's hand, which then quickly went forward smacking Annie across the face, poor breaking Annie's nose, Beth quickly moved her shadow back.

Carolina was completely shocked at what she had involuntarily did, as she quickly went over and got closer towards Annie with a worried and concerned look. "Annie oh my god, I didn't even mean to do it at all I'm so sorry!" She looked over at Beth for a moment, she had a feeling that she had something to do with it.

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Shelly stared out across the estate at the setting sun, it had an understated beauty to it that was hard to not appreciate, even on its side. How had she even gotten here? Last thing she remembered was a humourous invitation to spank her ass which someone had clearly taken her up on. The serenity of the whipping wind and soft rustling of the leaves was such a relief compared to din of inside. Had she landed on her head? She reached up with both hands and it was immediately obvious where she'd landed, her left flank throbbed with the dull pain of bumps and scrapes, nothing major. The nuggets of safety glass shimmered in the reflected glory of the Sun's rays, gently crunching under her as she sat up. Gazing into the middle distance, Shelly gently tugged on her lip, reflecting on the events that transpired. Threatened, puppeteered, punched and finally launched out of a window, as advertised.

They'd collectively made their desire's plain to her, she wasn't welcome at the mansion whether she wanted to stay or not.

Rising on hands and knees, Shelly caught a glimpse behind her. She was there. From the corner of her eye, she could see Jean was looming over her. The telepath had hovered the distance across the patio, soundlessly crossing the glass strewn floor towards her with her shadow trailing behind her, and was already on top of her. Terrified, Shelly recoiled, Wasn't it fucking enough to eject her from the house? Judge Anderson, psychic judge, jury and executioner, weighed down on her. Talking wasn't safe. Thinking wasn't safe. The beatdown was coming. Pushing the button was no longer petty, it was about self preservation. Shelly's little heart thumped faster and faster, with every passing moment her agency was closer to being stripped from her or, now they were in open space, catapulted a great deal higher or faster. Shelly tried to breathe, tried to relax, tried to calculate but the knowledge her every thought could be read like an open book, it was paralyzing. Her hand hovered over the button, the klaxons rang through her mind. Cyclops bursting out the window was the final straw, her nerve was shot and Shelly, hardly ready for it herself, squeezed her eyes shut and reflexively punched the button.

Just for an instant, Shelly ripped through the meta-physical world to an identity-less dimension, there was just her and her twin. Shelly always hated leaving her behind - not in this void, but in her place. She was always smiling, arms length away, Didn't they know they'd blame her and not I? Was she just happy to see me? Before she could barely consider, she snapped back to real space.

Shelly was still on the floor looking up, which was worrying because she shouldn't think she was still there. Shelly's memories of the last half hour were still in first person, meaning dissociation had definitely failed for her and she hadn't become the mysterious, body double stranger she'd hope to be to protect her from more mind reading. Her blood ran cold, she'd needed it to take effect on all three of them, any loose ends... It was barely worth considering. Shelly scrambled to her feet, the telepath was busy tending the guy she came in with, she had a chance to escape, if it weren't for a new assailant.

I don't know the meaning of the word bullying?

Agony. Pain coursed through her chest, and yet Shelly still wondered how you could even think to utter that while breaking someone's rib. How could she be so oblivious? Ayita shouted, telegraphing her attack, and so Shelly took the opportunity to step in, limiting Ayita's space making a roundhouse a poor choice, especially after being close enough to punch her chest. It connected, to low to hit her head, to high to make the pain in her chest worse.

Shelly swung. Her body twisted, muscles squeezing in unison to shoot a well aimed bolt to the face. Fist connected with eye socket. She channeled it all, the pain in her face, her side and her chest, all the anguish and fear. A matching shiner, for sure. She didn't allow the cat girl to recoil, Shelly did not stand her ground, but pressed forward, guard up and ready. Ready on the button too, should she need it.

"I know."

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Allison didn't share Bobbi's outlook on her ability. Granted, she knew the benefits of it and was proud to have the gift of seeing the future, but the amount of pressure that added and the stress of it was a lot to handle. It took a strong-willed person to remain positive after seeing so many negative things. Still, she knew if she saw it, she could prevent it and save lives and that is what pushed her forward. "It can be a lot to handle for sure, but I do what I can."

Allison entered the office and the professor met them and knew who Bobbi was. Allison was not surprised. "Well, I was going to introduce you two but it seems like that does not need to be the case. Bobbi, this is Professor Xavier. He is the one to ask if you have any questions."

Before she could continue, Allison heard raised voices outside the room and what sounded like a fight. Concern grew on her face. "Are we under attack? I don't hear much else beyond that."

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Sara would not get involved with her aunt and uncle's fight with the other woman. For all she knew, the girl deserved it. Instead, Sara saw her uncle's attack with his optic blast. Sara closed her eyes and stepped towards Neil. She knew where he was within the room. "You may want to duck." Sara warned him. Whether or not he listened was now on him.

Sara then opened her eyes and the previous optic blast flowed out of her sight. She spun around the room, aiming at anyone and everyone. While some avoided the attack (Neil, Mira, and Rogue). Others were not so lucky. Gambit was hit the worst, bouncing against the back wall and sporting a massive head wound. Storm and Quicksilver were blasted back against the wall as well, though they fared better than Gambit.

"This has really been a...blast. Get it? Playtime is over now."

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Bobbi could see, walking past the room, that things were starting to heat up. She was wondering if this could be her kind of place after all. Less decorum and perhaps more honesty. Then again, the fact that the first thing she was witnessing was a potential fight put her a little on edge. Weren't they supposed to be superheroes and stuff? Save the world? How were they gonna do that if people were fighting each other within the group?

This soon left her thoughts as they finally entered the professor's office. There was something unnerving about being there but not too horrible. She stuffed her hands into her pockets and rocked back onto the heels of her feet. Allison seemed pretty comfortable here and Bobbi soon realized this bald, crippled dude was the head honcho around here. Nibbling her lower lip she let her eyes wander around the room.

"So uh... what's the dealio, my man?" Bobbi asked awkwardly. She was already not very comfortable with those in "high powered" positions. But this being especially posh she felt like she had to make a good impression. Did Wolverine feel this uncomfortable his first day here?

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@FantasyChic@eclecticwitch Xavier looked a little concerned, hearing the commotion in the other room. He closed his eyes for a moment, using his powers to get a better idea of what was going on in the sitting room. A moment later, he opened his eyes again, and the concern was still evident in his eyes. "...Yes, it would appear we might be... I scanned through the minds of everyone in the room, and I had some difficulty reaching the minds of a few. However, once I did, I detected another presence in their minds... A mutant by the name of Mesmero, his powers of mind control and hypnosis are powerful, and it seems he has gained control of more than a few people here... I never thought we'd have to deal with him again, as after our last encounter with him he disappeared, and that was 5 years ago."

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Mary wandered out of the electronics lab, looking at the sort of commotion occurring in the hallway. "You all are just so loud, how can anyone get any sort of work done?" she said, shaking her head slightly. Guin would notice that something was definitely off though, as Mary's eyes were definitely not their typical green still. She smirked slightly at the chaos, finding it a bit amusing.

"Uh... Maybe we should do something..." Lance said, glancing over at Guin. Richard and Dean's fighting was kind of getting a bit in the way of things, that was for sure, so they couldn't exactly get past them. This was a little ridiculous, why did Dean decide to actually stand up and try to beat on Richard now of all times? He glanced over at Mary, freezing slightly, and she just smiled back.

"Oh, probably," she said in response to what Lance had said, but instead of separating Dean and Richard, she jumped up. Using the wall as a sort of spring, she kicked off it, landing a kick that slammed squarely into Guin's head, sending her into a wall, and she whirled and flipped Lance around so that he hit the ground with a loud thud. Not to mention a crack as he back of his head started bleeding a lot. Mary stepped back and rolled her eyes slightly at Richard, "You all can be so annoying."

Lance managed to sit up slightly, but the world was really starting to spin. Guin had lucked out somewhat with her injuries, only having a sore jaw and a little bit of blood coming from her head. The world was really moving or something, but at least Mary didn't seem to pay attention much to him anymore, she was paying attention to Richard and Dean now. He didn't even notice the sounds of footsteps coming towards them from farther down the hallway. Nor did he notice as he laid back down the sound of the elevator hitting the 1st Sub-Basement floor and opening.

Out of the elevator flew Tatl, she was getting a bit bored and was wanting to go bug Richard again, and looked around at the chaos that was occurring. "Ooh! Chaos! Fighting! Awesome! Now I wish I had a bag of popcorn..." she said gleefully, smiling at the group. She didn't seem to notice the blood and such on the ground, only noticing Dean and Richard fighting.

"What seems to be the problem here?" Beast asked, as he and Wolverine came into view at the other end of the hallway, having finally finished up down below with things in the Danger Room.

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"What the hell is going on?" Cyclops said, looking in the window at the carnage that Sara had caused. The room was pretty shredded from that blast, and he wondered why Sara had copied his power in the first place. He knew for a fact that Rogue tended to avoid doing that unless she had no other choice. Cyclops closed his eyes, reaching into his coat pocket and pulling out his old visor. He hadn't expected to need it today, but it seems like he did, and he traded his sunglasses for the pair, and opened his eyes again, and jumping easily back through the window.

"Violence isn't the answer," Jean said, shaking her head at Ayita and Shelly. "There needs to be other solutions to your problems..."

"Remy? Are ya okay?" Rogue asked, taking off into the air and flying over, landing next to him.

"I uh.... I see stars mon amie.... Is it Christmas?"

"No it ain't!" she said, helping him to his feet now.

"Oh.... Ya sure chère? Where's Quicksilver, I wanna kill 'im."

"Ya ain't in any condition to really kill anyone..."

"Watch me!"

"Don't ya make me drag you out of this room!"

"Oh ya wanna go and get busy mon amie?"

"That ain't what I meant and you know it!" she said, rolling her eyes slightly at that. Gambit pulled a card out of his pocket, charging it and trying to hit Pietro. The speedster easily dodged the card, smirking slightly at Gambit.

"Are you slowing down in your old age? I swear it used to be harder to dodge... Oh wait, no it wasn't!" Pietro taunted with a laugh.

"The scars on ya beg to differ, asswipe!"

Pietro's eyes seemed to flash with anger, before there was a loud boom and Rogue got thrown through a wall, crashing through it and ending up in the parlor. "No wasn't that rude..." Rogue muttered, before getting up and dusting some of the rubble off of her.

Mira had been relatively quiet, as she usually was, and was completely confused by everything that was going on. What did stand out to her though, was the fact that something was up with Pietro, Neil, and Sara, since she didn't expect them to just randomly attack people. Okay, Pietro maybe, but definitely not Neil or Sara from what she knew. She was a little concerned with what would happen should she let out a shriek, not really wanting to hurt anyone, but she didn't think that they would have much of a choice. There was also the chance that she would hurt people she wasn't meaning to, but it seemed like she might have to. "You might want to plug your ears," she muttered slightly, before she let out a shriek. Somehow, and she was not sure how it was possible, the only people she sent flying were Pietro, Neil and Sara! The three of them ended up slamming into walls, blood coming from their heads slightly from the impact.

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Guin's head was pounding as she hit the wall and she felt the back of her head for a moment. When she pulled her hand away, there was blood on her fingers. It wasn't too much, for which she was thankful, but as she glanced over towards Lance her eyes widened. He was bleeding severely. With that much blood, he'd need to get to medical quickly. Down the hallway came Wolverine and Beast. Richard was busy beating on Dean, not realizing how out of character all of this was - and a little kid wandered down here.

"Beast, Lance needs medical!" Guin called out, scrambling to her feet. She knew the odds of her getting close to Mary were slim. It then occurred to her to try something new: to switch without making contact. She reached her hands out in front of her slightly, trying to keep as calm as she possibly could as she attempted to switch with Mary without touching her. Guin felt her mind almost disconnect from her own body, drifting forward as she grabbed onto Mary's - only for something to interfere and kick her out.

"Shit... Something has a hold on Mare's mind!"

Dean narrowed his eyes, looking at Richard. The man only cared for Ayita, not anyone else in this entire school. He wasn't a real staff member. He knew that if Richard were to be given a choice between Ayita and the others, he wouldn't hesitate to condemn them all to hell. And now, here he was, calling him a puppy. The wannabe speedster was seeing red, so angry with Richard that he didn't even register the voices of the others.

"Fuck you," Dean said, zipping forward and his arm phased through Richard. He could have gone for the heart, but Dean wanted to keep the Adder alive. His hand closed around Richard's kidney and he yanked it out, phasing out again. His hand was covered in blood as he stared at Richard, the organ in his hand. "Hope you didn't need this for anything important."

He then shrugged slightly and threw the kidney at Richard, hitting him with it hard enough that the Adder was sent stumbling backwards. The kidney burst on contact. "Wow, lame, thought it would hold up better than that."

Guin, meanwhile, was staring at what happened with a horrified expression on her face. There was blood everywhere. PIETRO!!! she screamed into the mental link, completely terrified. Guina? What's wrong? Mary is trying to kill me and Lance, Lance is bleeding out and I think I've got a head wound and then Dean just fucking took Richard's kidney and threw it at him like a fucking water balloon!!! Her thoughts were racing, going practically a million miles a minute. There is a reason for that... Pietro, please help!!!! ...I'm not exactly in control of my actions at the moment... ...Th-th-then I love you and I'm sorry if I die. Don't talk like that! And Mary better not kill you! Though she and Dean aren't in control of their actions at the moment either...

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Neil chuckled slightly at Sara's pun. It caused for there to be a slight smile on his face, only that vanished a few seconds later. Mira's shriek slammed him backwards into the wall and he instantly began to feel woozy. There was something warm and wet on his head, he knew that much, and it took him a few moments to realize the source of it. Mira had cracked their skulls if they were supremely unlucky - he hoped it was just some sort of surface wound. "Not cool..." Neil mumbled, feeling sick.

He then looked at Mira and gritted his teeth, attempting to use his telekinesis to twist her leg around from the knee down. Neil then smirked even more, hearing Mira's leg snap. "Vocal cords next," he then mumbled to himself. The breaking of the leg at least would slow her down, but the vocal cords were what gave Mira that incredibly powerful scream. He needed to get rid of them and the fastest way he could think of would be to tear them. Yet as he tried, something didn't work out quite so well. He didn't hit her vocal cords, instead spraining Mira's shoulder.

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Richard was focusing on Dean when he heard Guin's shout of distress. Turning part of the way to spy her looking terrified, something that instantly riled him all the more, and Lance on the floor with a crimson pool quickly spreading about the boy's head the Adder swore. "Dean, shut u- ugh." The man went white as death as the puppy phased through him, something in his body giving and then disappearing with a horribly feeling of wrenching. A strangled grugle came from his throat as blood spewed from his mouth and nose due to the pain and internal damage.

Blessing who the hell ever gave him the ability to heal most wounds he stared blankly in horror at Dean as the boy sneered and snipped about Richard not needing the organ in his hand. His damn kidney. Richard sure as hell did need that as it was what allowed him to enjoy a drink. Unable to voice that fact however before the damn thing was hurled at him with the force of a water balloon, Richard stumbled backwards against the onslaught. "The fuckin' hell puppy... What would your sister say?" He coughed, more red staining the floor. He'd heal- he hoped- but gazing at Marygold who apparently who was mental or something and Dean the Adder decided to test this healing factor of his. Drawing out his pistol he fumbled the gun dropping form his hand. Cursing it Richard moved onto plan two.

He'd rather not die by Tony's hands if the damn man found out Guin had been hurt after all.

"Max- was it?" He sneered with amusement and irritation. Staggering away in an attempt to bait these two dangers away from Guin and the downed Lance. "I knew... Another mutant who was looking for her." He wheezed about the pain, his arms wrapped about his middle. "And her name? Was Lizzie. That's right, puppy! Wonderland. The mutant my sister was driven to kill and trust me when I say I was there. Ayita downed her, but you know Liz's powers? Hallucinogenics or a sort. A high feeling. Put that in a wild animal and bam, they go mental." Sneering at Marygold he chuckled darkly. "Did you know that catnip does the same thing for cats? It's close enough that Ayita can't stand it. Did you know that and try to make her wake from nightmares once more?" The Adder sneer with a bitter and mocking tone. "You were always a bitch, Poison Ivy, but that crossed a line even for you. You call yourself a leader and look at you! Too weak to know your own mind. A failure. A pawn. Hurting what a leader is supposed to protect, if you listen to my sister." Richard baited, retreated further from Guin.

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Ayita hissed as she recoiled back a step as Shelly punched her right in the eye. Clapping a hand over the wound, her lone amber eyes fastened on her attacker. "You humans only understand violence." The young woman growled deeply in response to Jean's admonishment. Her feet shifted to a light stance as Ayita studied Shelly with a deadly intent rising in her eyes. All those years she had spent being hunted in any of her forms, fury boiled and broken free. Released from the tightly clenched fist Ayita had always held close. "My mate left because of your filth. My brother abandoned me because of it. My pack-sister is my translator for what you humans mean when you speak." Ayita spat in a venomous tone that would rival any of her brother's forms. "Twisting the words. Lies, deceit and pain. That's all you all are capable of." Ayita wanted to stop herself from saying these things, but she was on a roll and well... It felt good to let loose a bit.

Perhaps more than a bit as she studied Shelly with a dangerous glint in her eyes. "I'm tired of you. Of all of you." Ayita stated softly, and reached with her powers. There were enough pestering humans out and about with their little weapons and idea that she would do better in a stew pot that some aid would not go amidst. Disappearing in a flurry of feathers, Ayita shrieked a battle cry into the skies that was answered by four black winged shapes taking flight to join her. Glossy and furious that a hawk had entered their territory the small murder of ravens joined the largest of their kind.

"Wing-sisters... Brothers... A hawk dwells below! Breaker of eggs and stealer of prey!" Or thus was the mental cast that was sent to Ayita's newly found allies. Wheeling about Shelly, the raven that had been Ayita was the first to lead the attack diving at Shelly's face and raking her talons across the woman's head. Her murder of ravens following her example and returning to skies with the human's blood upon her talons. Her mind barreling down on everyone in her range. A mental shriek rang out from the raven-Ayita. While it was intended to paralyze Shelly for another attack, it instead gave the woman and Cyclops a horrid headache. The other ravens were eager to rid themselves of these breaker of eggs. To feast upon the field of victory and take trophies back to their nests.

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Antoinette had just picked her float back up to finish it despite the worry she was feeling in regards to Dean and the others within the mansion. There was definitely something going on, a tension but it was unusual, tainted somehow. She was hoping the ice cream would clear her head, that was until she got slapped. There was a sickening crack followed by a crash of glass as Antoinette dropped her glass and clutched her nose.
Tears pricked her eyes and fell from the sudden pain. Blood soon bloomed on her hands for her nose was now broken and by her very best friend. Carolina seemed rather distraught over the whole thing. Like she wasn’t in control over what she did. Antoinette, crying and in more pain then she had ever been looked over at Bethany. The only other one in the room and with the power to move with shadows to get to another person.
”It’s okay Carolina… Owe…. I think I need some ice,” she said as her nose started to burn with the pain. She would get a black eye from this, possibly two.
The commotion in the other room was getting louder and Antoinette’s heart beat faster as the walls shook with impacts. Something was very, very wrong.

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Bethany started to laugh seeing how distraught Carolina was after attacking her friend, with her power as well smirking slightly as she could hear the fighting going on in the next room over as well. "Oh this is going to be entertaining and fun." Bethany said, as she could hear the noise going on in the next room. Carolina then decided to try and take over Bethany as her body went limp for a moment and her spirit went to enter Beth's body. Only to suddenly be pushed back out rather quickly, as Carolina tried to think what was going on looking over at Annie. [color=cyab]"There's something controlling her."[/color] Carolina said to Annie, as Bethany started to stalk around the room eyeing the two of them.

"Try and get some help, i'll try and handle her." Carolina said, getting off where she was sitting, just as Carolina did that Bethany moved her shadow again to control Carolina's actions once more. Carolina's arm then went to punch Annie in the stomach, making her eyes going wide. "I'm sorry!" Carolina said, trying to get control of her arm again as she turned to glare at Bethany across the room who was smirking at her. "I didn't do it, you did." Bethany said sarcastically.

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As the sounds outside of the office increased, Bobbi became more and more nervous. She turned her attention back onto the professor who looked just as concerned as she felt. Her lips thinned in a grimace as her gaze moved from Xavier to Allison, and back to Xavier. "Lucy," she said in a tone of lightheartedness mixed with her apprehension, "you got some 'splainin' to do." Her hands were out of her pockets now. She was on edge and a cigarette would do wonders right about now. However, if she were a dog her hackles would be up. Her instincts told her a lot of things had gone wrong. Didn't this just ring true with her life thus far. Yet another thing gone wrong. Another thing broken.

The Professor spoke, something about some mesmerizing dude and how he had been gone. How they thought they would never have to deal with the fucker again. Obviously not. Her whole body felt as if it were itching as she moved toward the door. "Well, here the fuck we are buddy. What in the hell are we gonna do?" In order not to fling open to door and go ham ass on anyone who confronted her, Bobbi crossed her arms. This was her first day and everything was already going to shit. She didn't need to make it worse by attempting to fuck up others in the mansion.

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Allison had never heard of Mesmero before, but if whoever that was could control the minds of those in the mansion, and the previous Xmen have dealt with him before, then he was a dangerous individual to be sure. And now he was back, which meant they were in further danger. They had just gotten done with in-fighting and now they were back at it again. Though this was beyond their control.

"What do we do then? Surely we can't fight back against them. We could seriously hurt or kill them if they are controlled and I doubt they will give us the same luxury. Is there a way to break them out of this control?" If anyone could, the Professor surely could do it. She glanced at Bobbi, upset the girl joined the mansion at the wrong time, but thankful to have someone there she could work with and trust for the time being, especially since she had no idea who out there was controlled or not.

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Sara was sent spiraling back due to the force of Mira's scream. It hurt, but it wasn't like it killed her. She really should have gone out for blood. However, Neil had come to her rescue and attacked the girl. She was pleased. "Nice work Neil, now it's my turn." She stood up and opened her eyes, her newly formed red beam surging out directly at Mira. It hit her square on and sent her flying backward. Given her new injury on her leg, the landing would be especially painful.

"Want to try that again? Didn't work out so well for you the first time? That goes for everyone else too. No use playing hero now." Sara knew the others would try though, and perhaps that is what she was hoping for. Target practice.

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Shelly could not punch her way out of a bird fight. The ravens were on a bloody mission nothing was going to distract them from swooping on Shelly, not even the sun capturing safety glass. Shelly ducked and tightened her guard, protecting her face, the ravens couldn't break any more bones, but they could take out an eye. Nothing could be done about the torturous scratching to the back of the head and intense throbbing inside, but neither would kill her, it was just cruel.

The nuclear option was looking like the easy way out, it always did, and that was why she ought to be so careful with it. It simply wasn't fair to mess with people the way she could, and so it had to be justified, not just an escape, but with a clear and appropriate goal in mind. Ordinary escape however was still a good idea. While she still had half a tank of gas, bolting back inside was an option but by the looks of things, she'd have better chances out here versus one mutie, than in there versus several. Jean's pleas for non-violence fell on deaf ears, after what you did to me? How dare you. Shelly was still glad the puppeteer's new found pascifism meant it was still a one on one for now.

Shelly turned her attention back to her attacker.How had she gotten this bent out of shape over words and tap water? Shelly puzzled over the connundum. She roared and hissed like a wild animal, transformed into animals, talks of the events of her past from the perpective of an animal, her own brother outright admitted she doesn't behave like an ordinary human. You Humans... Its almost like she doesn't even consider herself one. But to put it to her bluntly that she's animalistic, she takes offence? It was absurd, incoherent. So why did she even leave? Despite the hunters, despite the food shortages, where you not happier with your pack? And if she thought being a human would save you from those, guess again. Shelly knew all too well about the sort of hunters that would have Ayita just for her mutant blood. Why would she even bother trying to socialise with humans if she hated their kind so much? It was only going to lead to more conflic-

Oh.

They were more alike than Shelly first realised. Girls torn between two very seperate worlds, never quite fitting in either. The pieces slotted into place: bad behaviour, words choosen hastily, bullying and retaliation. Everything made sense, Shelly still wasn't wrong, but atleast she understood how they got here.

The headache was only getting worse and any desire to continue physically fighting with Ayita was waning. Maybe the mutie mindreader was right, maybe the fight could be ended with non-violence, but how? Armed with the knowledge they were cast from a similar dye, Shelly tried to ponder what she'd want to hear in Ayita's position, but between the torture and the headache, she could barely think.

Shelly collapsed to the ground defeated, arms still wrapped across her face.

"What do you want from me Ayita?" Shelly murmured.

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@FantasyChic@eclecticwitch "You need to knock them out unfortunately, and bring them to me, or I can go to them... The problem is that Mesmero's control, his powers since they were enhanced years ago easily can rival my own in the terms of mind control and the like. Unfortunately, there is nothing that can really be done, and you will have to fight back. Luckily, those who are not controlled outnumber those who are, which will likely make things a bit simpler..." he said, still pondering their current situation. "Mesmero managed to turn the team against each other when we last encountered him, and that could have ended even more poorly than it did. There were trust issues for months after that incident... However, I can break them free of it, I just need to be in close proximity to them... The old team, the original X-Men, none of them are under his control, Jean also might be able to break them free with her own telepathic powers, but I am unsure if she has decided to try to do that..."

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Lance was mainly seeing red or something, the blood coming from his head was starting to really pool on the floor. He was still wondering what the hell was going on, but his mind was all fuzzy, and he didn't know who else was even around, only knowing that before it at one point was mainly just him and Guin on the lower level. So what was happening? He heard Guin's voice, but he wasn't able to recognize what exactly it was that she was saying.

Eventually, he did see a bit of a blue blob, and he was suddenly picked up off the ground as Beast had instantly raced over, seeing the situation, and picked him up. He was able to hold him easily in one arm, and Beast used his other hand to grab Guin by the arm and sort of pulled her away from the chaos in the area. Soon, the three would reach the medical area at the other end of the hallway. "Explain the situation to me if you will Ms. Stark," Hank said instantly as he handed her a bit of gauze for her own slight head injury, before he set Lance down on a bed and set to work trying to help him.

Mary meanwhile was pissed off, not to mention she was not exactly right in the head, it was almost strange, like as soon as Mesmero took control, something in her head snapped, unleashing something a bit stronger. Many in the mansion knew that Mary tended to hold back, whether it was with her powers or with her actual strength, she generally didn't try to hurt anyone, or kill anyone, it was generally her sort of thing. Something she was against. Now though, she glared at Richard, before she took off, racing over before she jumped into the air, whirled around, and sent a kick straight into his chest. He'd be able to feel a few ribs crack as he was sent flying backwards and slammed into the wall at the end of the hallway. Tatl just looked at him, "Did it hurt to have your kidney ripped out?" she asked him, though she was now fluttering right next to him.

Wolverine, having the best sense of hearing ever, had heard what Guin had said about Mary before he and Beast had walked over to see what was going on. He sprung into action, having just seen what Mary and Dean had done to Richard. He also knew that he'd have a better chance of dealing with Mary than Dean, only mainly for the fact that he knew more of how to deal with Mary's powers. That and it would likely be easier for him to catch her than the speedster. "You need to stop this Bloom," he grumbled as he grabbed onto her, holding her arms behind her back.

"Let go of me Logan!" she snapped, trying to get out of his grasp, but with each attempt, he seemed to tighten his grip. She shot a glare at him, clearly pissed off.

"Calm down."

"No!" she screamed out, before her eyes seemed to start glowing, as well as the vines that shot out of her pocket and basically encased them in a bubble of sorts. To Dean and Richard, the orb of plant life seemed to glow, before suddenly vanishing. Mary and Wolverine ended up in the front garden, with only the light of the mansion in front of them really illuminating the area. Though both really didn't need their eye sight in the garden, Mary had the plant life, while Wolverine virtually could see in the dark.

Only a few people who were currently inside of the mansion were able to see the two out front. Annie is able to see perfectly the two outside in the darkness, barely illuminated by the glow of the mansion, but she'd recognize it as Mary and Wolverine outside fighting. Gambit was able to see the pair pretty well too, even from being on the other side of the mansion and seeing through doorways. Allison in Xavier's office would only be able to see two shadows fighting outside, as it was too dark out really in order to be able to see them too well from where she was.

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"Damn you speedster, ya are really starting to piss me off," Rogue snapped, before she managed to land a hit on Pietro when he had raced back over to try and punch Gambit and sent him flying backwards.

"Mon amie, he's a damn cockroach!" he said, before he turned to look out the window at the far end of the entrance area. "....Goldie? The hell are ya doin' wrestling Wolverine?!"

"What are ya talking about Remy?" Rogue asked, glancing out but wasn't able to see what it was that he was looking at.

"Goldie, she's outside fightin' Logan!"

"Now who in their right mind would be goin' up against Wolverine?"

"Apparently Goldie chère!"

"Have ta give her some credit though, likely whatever is goin' on, she has a better chance against him outside..."

"Really mon amie? That's what ya wanna worry about right now?"

"Well, guess we could see what's goin' on out there."

"Damn straight we are!" he said, before he took off to head outside to the front door in order to see what was going on. Rogue let out a bit of a sigh, before she raced off after him.

Now over to Cyclops and Jean, who are still both outside. Cyclops definitely is figuring out that something was wrong, and he turned to look at Jean, and she glanced over as well, knowing already what he was thinking. She started using her powers to try and figure out what was going on, but failed at it, but she did find it odd that a few people seemed to have something blocking their mind, protecting them, but she couldn't figure out what the cause was, and just kept trying to figure out what was wrong, and Cyclops was waiting for Jean to finish that so that they could come up with a solid plan.

Mira did not like this, she did not like this at all. She was in a world of hurt right now, and Ororo could easily see that. The Weather Witch proceeded to send a bolt of lighting shooting off and it slammed into Pietro. He staggered slightly, having gotten up from Rogue's earlier punch, but still seemed to be standing. Mira fought through the pain that she was in, if anything that gave her more power, and she let off a shriek that was even more powerful than her first cry.

Sara, Neil, and Pietro would all be thrown slamming into the wall, and all three of them would hear this really annoying ringing sound in their ear, and not much else. Not to mention that now there was some blood coming from their ears at the moment as well, as Mira seemed to have actually done some damage to their ears, which was probably a bad thing over all. She used a table to make herself stand up off the ground and looked at them. "Ek haat hierdie idiote," she said in her native language, and even though they couldn't understand her, she had managed to make it loud enough so that they were barely able to hear her over the ringing in their ears.

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Guin took the gauze from Beast. It was one of the benefits of having short hair - she could actually put gauze on her head without giving a huge clump of hair in the way. Back when she was younger, she had hair like Rapunzel and it had been a pain on those few occasions where she had ended up with head injuries. Patching herself up, Guin managed to get it secure and had the right amount of pressure to stop the bleeding. "...Lance and I were just talking, when Dean showed up and started attacking Richard. Mary was messing with something in the Electronics Lab before she then came out and attacked us too..."

She winced slightly, still freaking out over what was going on. It felt like a nightmare that she was never going to wake up from. Her thoughts started to race faster and faster, going into overdrive as her Stark brain figured out what was going on. "They're being mind controlled, Hank. I don't know who by but they have... Dean, Mary, and Pietro at the very least. I don't know who else," Guin explained. It had been a simple series of deductive leaps.

"I don't think it's Kilgrave though," Guin murmured, looking at Lance. They had had a run in with someone with the power of mind control before. It hadn't been pretty. Are you okay? Guin reached out softly to Pietro. Her head was pounding slightly. My ear's are ringing Hey, maybe we have matching head wounds. No, it is more likely the sonic screech that just blasted my eardrum. Oww... I'm going to go help Richard. Then I'm coming for you. You are going to do what now?

Guin then drew a few arrows from her quiver, having them at the ready. They had tips that froze the target on impact. "I'll be back - expect a popsicle soon," Guin told Hank. Speedsters tended not to do very well in the cold.

"Ms. Stark, I must insist that you stay put." Guin shrugged slightly. Pietro had taught her a lot about how to be more agile and as Beast went to keep her from leaving, she expertly ducked underneath his arms and slipped out into the hallway, the door shutting behind her.

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Dean was already beyond pissed at Richard - Mesmero was only fueling that fire. Where Dean's emotions stopped and Mesmero's commands began was a hard line to define. As Richard brought up the name of his biological sister, Max, and the fact that he knew information about her that he had withheld... Dean let out a scream of rage. "Don't you fucking dare talk about my sister!" Dean snapped. He phased his hand into Richard's stomach again, grabbing onto the other kidney, but then his hand got stuck.

"What the hell?!" Dean muttered, tugging his hand around in an attempt to phase it out but it just wouldn't work! He looked at Richard, almost apologetic for a moment, as he kept on tugging and trying it at different angles but nothing worked. From down the hallway, Guin came out from medical and she notched an arrow, aiming at Dean. From what she could tell, it looked like Dean was getting a little too friendly with Richard.

He didn't notice Guin release the arrow. It hit him dead on, freezing what it touched. For a speedster, cold is the natural enemy - it slows them down. If he was having trouble phasing his hand out before, it would be practically impossible now. "No wonder Pietro calls you the wannabe speedster. He could have dodged that," Guin taunted Dean.

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Neil couldn't hear as they were thrown against the wall again. His ears were ringing - so in a sense he could hear, just nothing useful. Glancing around the room, he tried to read lips to see if anyone was saying anything, but it wasn't in his skill set. However, he knew that he had to accomplish his mission. They needed to get this done with, with or without hearing. "I've got the screamer," Neil said, hoping that Sara or Pietro could hear him.

He tried to throw Mira's head against the table, only succeeding in shoving the She-Banshee back and Mira managed not to hit her head. He stumbled forward slightly, having lost his sense of balance without his hearing. He never had spent a lot of time thinking about how connected those senses were until now. And even though Rogue and Gambit had run outside, he still felt like they were outnumbered. Storm and Mira, both of them were incredibly powerful. He tried again, this time banging her head against the table but it was just a small wound.

It didn't take Mira out of the picture like he had hoped.

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This.
Stack.
Of.
Bullshit.
WAS SO INCREDIBLY CONFUSING!

Wheelchair baldy dude was talking to her like she knew what the actual fuck was going on. Mind control? Original X-men? Jesus H. Christ on a biscuit what going on? This dude was expecting her to go around and knocking people out? How was that going to make any sort of a good impression? Bobbi was beginning to think that she had chosen the exact wrong time to come into this mansion. In fact, she should have never come.

She closed her eyes and took a deep, calming breath.

This was happening and she was already here. No time for regret. Her hand found its way into her pocket and she fondled the NA coin. Always move forward, don't dwell too long on mistakes you cannot change. Just fix. She opened her eyes and looked toward the professor. "I have no idea which are the original X-men. But I'll fucking try. Allison." She turned her attention on the blonde. "I am going to rely on you, okay?"

Bobbi reached out her arm into a void of crackling energy. Bobbi willed that her beloved hammer, Captain K.O. would make his appearance. She concentrated, reaching and reaching until her fingers finally closed around a wooden handle. From the crackling void, she pulled her companion. It was made of a sparkling black head and deep red-brown wood. When the end of it came out of the void, the small circle disappeared. Bobbi swung the hammer around in a vertical circle experimentally. Just as she had always remembered. She turned her eyes on Allison again with a feral grin on her lips. "Let’s do this."

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Antoinette turned to go and get some ice out of the freezer. She ignored Bethany’s comment but turned back with Carolina's. Controlling her? Antoinette's eyes widened, looking like a deer caught in headlights as she looked back at Bethany. Who had such power? Antoinette guessed that the commotion going on in the other rooms had something to do with this mind controlling person as well.
Her head was turned when Carolina punched Antoinette square in the gut. Her breath left her and she stumbled back. It was struggle to get a full breath in. Antoinette placed a bloodied hand on the refrigerator, hoping to keep her balance. As she worked to get her breathing back, she looked out the window. Night was descending upon them but the lights from the mansion lit enough for Antoinette to see shadows moving and fighting. She determined that it was Marygold and Wolverine fighting in the garden. Her eyes widened again and she looked at her friend. Which one of them was being controlled?
”Bethany, you have to stop, to fight this,” she breathed, looking back at the dark haired girl. The pain from her nose was causing her whole face to become numb and a dull headache was setting in. She wasn’t sure what she preferred. The sharp pain or the mind-numbing headache.

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Bethany turned to look at Annie directly telling her to stop it, and shook her head slightly. "Nope, I don't think so." Bethany said as she paced around the room a little bit more eyeing both Carolina and Annie a bit more. Thinking of ways to hurt or kill them, controlling Carolina and making her hit her friend was quiet fun and entertaining at this point. But now she was also getting a little bit bored as well, as she focused more on Carolina again. "Play time is over now sadly." Bethany said, as she first extended her shadow over to Carolina's.

Carolina turned to look over at Annie. "Hurry up and get some help!" Carolina told her friend, before she was quickly grabbed and flung like a rag doll across the room. Screaming loudly as she could, as her head hit a corner in the wall hearing a sickening crack as she immediately lost consciousness, as blood pooled around her head. Beth's attention turned towards Annie, and she did the same exact thing to her, and flung Annie across the room hitting her head as well.

Bethany smiled slightly as she walked over towards Carolina and lightly nudged her with her foot, which she didn't get a response from at all from her. "You should probably get her some help, looks like she's dead to me though." Bethany said looking at Annie and smirked towards her.