Kijani didn't stand in Magneto's path for more than a second. She knew that she couldn't stand against someone of that caliber- or Kat's either. Best to let them deal with each other. Her mind was working, though. With all her paper, it'd be difficult for Magneto to control her directly. Then again, they were on a plane made of metal...
The sudden jerking of the plane startled her badly, and she found herself grinding her heels into the ground and dropping into a crouch. Without even thinking of it, she drove her papered fists into the ground hard enough to push right through the metal. It effectively anchored her to something solid, and she was quickly back on her feet once everything was right again.
"Magneto, sir... If I may make a suggestion... Perhaps this is not a bad thing, our current path." She stepped forward with confidence, using the paper to keep her feet grounded. With a winning smile, she continued to speak as if there wasn't about to be a fight. "Miss Katla's choices aside... this could be used to the favor of the Brotherhood. You can send Flood and I back to the Academy. They'll debrief us, of course, but... there is a reason for us leaving. The Academy cannot- and WILL not, I might add- teach us everything we need to know. Like my power, I have been gifted with subtlety. No one will know my allegiances no longer lie on the golden path of heroism." In truth, they never had, but Magneto wouldn't have known that.
"What do you think, sir? You can have your own spy within the school."
The sudden jerking of the plane startled her badly, and she found herself grinding her heels into the ground and dropping into a crouch. Without even thinking of it, she drove her papered fists into the ground hard enough to push right through the metal. It effectively anchored her to something solid, and she was quickly back on her feet once everything was right again.
"Magneto, sir... If I may make a suggestion... Perhaps this is not a bad thing, our current path." She stepped forward with confidence, using the paper to keep her feet grounded. With a winning smile, she continued to speak as if there wasn't about to be a fight. "Miss Katla's choices aside... this could be used to the favor of the Brotherhood. You can send Flood and I back to the Academy. They'll debrief us, of course, but... there is a reason for us leaving. The Academy cannot- and WILL not, I might add- teach us everything we need to know. Like my power, I have been gifted with subtlety. No one will know my allegiances no longer lie on the golden path of heroism." In truth, they never had, but Magneto wouldn't have known that.
"What do you think, sir? You can have your own spy within the school."