Persi didn't immediately notice that the cat girl had climbed down; he was busy glaring at arrow boy. By the time he did notice she was on the ground and a bit away from the tree; he'd only noticed because he watched the arrow that arrow boy fired at her. Apparently arrow boy didn't have very good aim; that was convenient.

Persi forgot about that when he realized the cat girl had wandered off with his sketchbook, though. He blinked, then jumped and started climbing down after her. "Hey, wait! Sketchbook!"

He had to stop at the bottom of the tree to pick up a couple of pencils that had fallen on his way down, then worked on brushing dirt off of them as he jogged over to the cat girl, and attempted to put himself between her and arrow boy again.

Pigeon boy let an arrow fly, and Sara didn’t let her steps falter as she made her way to the mansion doors. If the flying mutant followed the same pattern that he had in the past, the next would be in Sara. Still, a weapon was a weapon and as Sara passed the arrow that had berried it’s self in the ground, she’d scooped it up. The resistance from it being stuck in the ground was there, but with Sara’s strength and speed, she made short work of pulling it free. Not skipping a beat of her feet on the ground.

"You are not going anywhere without me,"

Sara was considering flipping the bird off again, when she heard the younger mutant jog up behind her. Really? She still had his sketch book, so she could understand him wanting that. However when she looked over her shoulder on eye brow raised about the other. He was still putting himself between Sara and Robin Hood. “Here.” Sara said turning enough that she could hand him his sketch book back. “Sorry about that. I was a little distracted.”

She held his sketch book out, bumping it against his arm. She’d keep it there, as she traveled to the mansion door. At the mansion door, she opened it, and strolled inside. “And as for you, Watch me.” Sara shouted over her shoulder at Talon. The younger mutant could follow her inside if he wished. She then slammed the door shut before Talon could reach it. Crossing her arms with her hips tilted she stepped to the side of the door. Nudging Persi next to her just in case. “So do you think door or Window?”

And, just like that the boy and the cat woman were in the Mansion. And she had slammed the door, no doubt locking it. Even if she hadn't he was sure that she was waiting to attack when he came through the doors. It was painfully obvious. At that kind of range she would have every advantage too.

Did she think he was stupid?

Well, that was a dumb question. Of course she did. But, in the world of wits and intellect it was clearly the cat woman that played second fiddle.

Leaping into the air Mariusz flew to the second story of the Mansion and alighted softly on a balcony. As he recalled this room was empty, so no need to worry or be subtle about entering. Crossing the balcony to a sliding door that led inside Mariusz pushed open the door, not bothering to look inside first to see who might be in the room. It was supposed to be empty, after all.

Evelyn hadn't slept much since coming to the mansion, and it was beginning to make her feel restless and perhaps even a little short tempered. It was mid-day, and the lock-down was still in effect and she had given up wandering away... for now. So she took the time to take a shower, relax a bit, and then wandered back to her room in shorts and a tank top. Her pale hair hung down her back, little marks of red still visible on her arms and shoulder. The bruising was still there as well, but the dark marks on her neck were harder to see indoors.

She was laying on her back resting, not really paying attention to much else, when the echoes heard a noise outside her window. Blinking in surprise, she started to turn, when the door burst open and she let out a scream of surprise and fell off the bed with a resounding thud. Her flail of motion sent the blankets down over her head, blocking out any sight she may have got of the intruder. That just made her panic more.

"It's fine." Persi took the sketchbook back, glanced down to be sure that it hadn't somehow gotten damaged, and tucked it under an arm. "Probably better to be distracted by the arrows than ignore them."

He followed the cat girl into the Mansion. Just in time, apparently, since she immediately shut the door. Persi blinked at her question, then glanced around in search of windows. "Door or window for what?"

Glancing for windows turned into glancing around in general. "I... don't have any idea where Evelyn normally is." Persi knew she asked uncomfortable questions and liked art, and... that was it, really. Neither was very indicative of where she might be found.

"Door or window for what?"

Sara shrugged. "For the bird boy to enter. He's obviously not going to let me have the run of this place without either knowing where Evelyn is, or having an arrow trained on me the entire time."

"I... don't have any idea where Evelyn normally is."

About that moment, Sara heard the commotion up the stairs in the dorms, and the scream. The corner of her lip curved up, and her hips slanted. "Yeah. The thing is, right now would be a very bad time for me to see her. It seems that bird brains chose the window. Her window." Sara stood there for a moment with her arms crossed, thinking about barging in on what ever might be going on up in Evelyn's dorm room, but as much as she loved the idea of possibly getting an arrow stuck up her tail side there was something else that was much more appealing to her.

"So what's your name? And are you hungry?" She asked the young man who had followed her inside.

As he entered the room there was a scream, a shower of blankets, and a thud as whoever was in the room toppled off of their bed and onto the floor. He tossed his bow down onto the bed and crossed to where the person lay on the ground, thrashing with the blankets over their head. As far as he knew this room wasn't occupied, but he hadn't considered that there might be someone in the room right now because of the influx of people in the Mansion due to the riots.

"Calm down," he said, making a reassuring gesture with his hands before realizing that whoever it was on the floor wouldn't be able to see him. "Be patient and I will get you out of there," Mariusz said, he preferred to take off and go find the cat woman, but manners dictated that in the absence of an immediate threat he should stop to help the person in the room that he had frightened. He knelt down on the ground and reached for the blanket near what he imagined was the head of the person on the ground. Gently he peeled the blanket back until he revealed a face.

"What are you doing in this room," he asked, looking down at Evelyn's face. "Last I knew this room was not occupied. Just as well that I found you though, we have a situation."

Evelyn was not prepared to hear Talon's voice nearby, and it took her somewhat by surprise. Pushing the blankets from her head and swatting slightly at Mariusz, she glared at the feathered man. "What am I doing in this room? What are you doing in here?! You don't just go letting yourself into--Well it's occupied now." She grumbled, crossing her arms and getting to her feet in a huff.

"I am only here for the riots, they put me in this room when they started." Her face was burning pink, and she tossed her blankets back on the bed trying to regain the dignity she'd lost. If there was anything to regain that was. The echoes flickered over to his archery equipment, and that took her by surprise more than anything. Why was he breaking into empty rooms armed?

"What type of situation?" He didn't look injured, and it didn't look like there'd been a fight, so it couldn't be too serious. The echoes focused on her hearing and the hallway was relatively quiet. Nothing different there either.

"Oh." Window, evidently, not that the observation was any use now. Oh well; at least they were rid of arrow boy for a while; Persi had no objections to that.

"Er. Persi. What's your name?" Persi probably should have thought of that earlier. Then again, having arrows shot at them seemed like a pretty legitimate distraction. "And, uh, sure. Are you?" That question was probably a bit useless, seeing as she was the one who'd suggested eating in the first place, but it was the best Persi could do. He wasn't starving, particularly, but eating did sound good, and he hadn't in... hm. A while. Persi had no idea what time it was, when he thought about it. "Do you think that people would be in the kitchen now?"

“Sara… Were… What ever you prefer.” Sara said with a shrug when persi asked her for her own name. To the next question she gave another shrug. “I could always eat. Besides. It’s better than getting shot. Trust me.”

"Do you think that people would be in the kitchen now?"

Sara tilted her head. Her ears flicked to the direction of the dorms. She could still hear some commotion from up there but the longer that pigeon boy was distracted, the longer she could have some peace and quiet. “There might be, but it’s unlikely that they will be armed with anything buy silverware.” Sara started leading the way to the mansion’s kitchen.

"The situation is that the cat woman is here and looking for you," he said in answer to Evelyn's question. "I cannot think that she would be here for anything productive." He snatched his bow and slung it over his shoulder. He decided it would be most polite to leave unsaid a remark about his always having to be around to watch out for her. Who knew how many enemies the blonde had, but apparently she did have one that was extremely persistent.

"I apologize if I startled you, that was not my intention. Like I indicated I thought this room was empty," he said picking up one of the blankets from the floor and folding it neatly before placing it on the bed.

"I notice you are blushing rather profusely," he continued, trying to change the subject. "I hope I am not the cause, at least you are clothed though," he said, staying on the same subject. The nice thing about feathers was no one could see you blush.

"How do you want to proceed," he asked, eying Evelyn. Of course, until the cat woman left he had no intention of leaving her unsupervised. Who was going to protect the blonde from the cat woman if he wasn't around?

Evelyn felt her face ever so slowly settled into a frown. His remark hit a slight nerve, especially with his assumption she apparently needed someone around to protect her. He might not have said it out loud, but the echoes could read a thing or two, and he seemed to have formulated an opinion she needed a new bodyguard now that she finally lost the protection of her old one. But this was the Mansion. She didn't need protecting here. With an exhale of breath she pushed her hair from her face, and crossed her arms across her chest.

"I don't think Sara would pick a fight here at the mansion. Her and Sam are friends, and I don't think our disagreement would make her feel the need cause me any harm in a school, Talon." Besides, they both apologized when they last met. Why would she be angry again?

"Well, I hope you'll take a note, this room is occupied, and I'll make sure to lock my windows in the future." She sighed and rubbed her forehead. "And if I wasn't clothed when you barged in, WereCat would be the least of your problems." She grumbled under her breathe. Turning and opening the door, she waved an arm to it and pointed Talon that direction. "We are proceeding by you leaving and not being so paranoid. I can take care of myself and I'm sure Sara has her own reasons for wanting to talk. Did you even ask her?" The echoes pointed out his behavior thus far and seemed to confirm a 'no'.

"Oh, I believe you." There really wasn't much trust needed to believe that eating was better than being shot. Admittedly, Persi was more used to thinking of 'being shot' as involving guns than over-aggressive bird boys with bows and arrows, but he didn't really need to be convinced that arrows would hurt to. They'd gone surprisingly deep into the tree already... which made Persi feel slightly bad for the tree. There were things you could cover holes in trees with to prevent bugs from getting into them and hurting the tree, right? Maybe he should get--no, wait, he still needed a job. Damn it.

"Silverware might be dangerous. There are mutants here." Persi's tone was humorous. It might, perhaps, be bad humor, but the idea of assuming he was safe anywhere in a building full of mutants amused him. He didn't actually expect to be hurt in the kitchen--if he had, humor would not have been his reaction at all--but it was always a possibility. Besides, anything anyone did to kill people with silverware would have to look ridiculous.

Sara smirked at Persi's response. OK So there were several things that were better than getting shot at. you really didn't need any more proof of that but talking felt better than not just like the more Sara got away from pigeon boy, the better her mood felt.

Sara's ears flicked to the stair well and she heard Evelyn's voice telling Talon off. This amused Sara more for the moment. Even though she didn't want bird boy to make a reappearance, she thought this would tick him off some more. "Evelyn." She called. "You hungry? Feel free to join us." Sara then proceeded to walk to the kitchen. "I think I smell cold pizza." She said to perci.

"Oh no, I could never do that," Mariusz said quickly when Evelyn said that he could leave. He wasn't about to go anywhere other than right where he was while that mad cat lady was wandering around the Mansion. Nope. No way. Wasn't about to happen. "And I am not being paranoid, she attacked us last time. She is not to be trusted. She is a raging furry ball of anger and claws," the feathered man continued. He was about to continue talking when Sara's voice floated up to them and he barged over to the door and then opened it.

"We do not want any of the vile candy you are selling, Fuzzbucket," Mariusz bellowed down the hall in the direction of the voice. In the process he leaned over to stick his head out the open door and gave Evelyn the perfect chance to shove him out of her room.