Leila had an evil-ish grin upon her face as she entered the Foyer again later that afternoon. She pulled down her hood and ripped away the black wig, shaking her blonde hair loose from the net. That had been fun, who knew fighting against some friends would be so great. Leila was sure she wouldn't mind hurting some of the X-Mansion residents now. She had tried to hurt Arielle and Nathan, two people she knew pretty well! She pulled one of the red contacts out, wondering if they'd suspected it was her. She really didn't think so, but what if...

Would they tell Sam, or blackmail her? She couldn't wait to go back to the Mansion now. She had her exit planned, for whenever the news leaked out. She'd make the greatest escape Mutants had ever seen. The Order would be proud of her, and she'd have all the glo9ry one day. Sure, right now she was just a newbie, but in a year from now, she'd be great enough to take Syn's place! The Order's First in Command, that would be great!

She put the pair of eye contacts, wig, and over-sized clothings back in her bag, sitting down on the sofa she'd occupied only a few hours ago. Sure, if they'd reconized her, she wouldn't mind. She and Sam weren't expecting to get married and have kids anyway. Plus, there was a lot of hot Sanctuary guys who knew exactly who she was. Leila leaned back, closing her eyes, letting her hearing abilities take over. She could hear voices right on top of her, the next floor probably... The words weren't completely audible, but it was two men...

She could hear footsteps coming this way too, definitely coming in the Foyer. She opened her eyes, sitting in a straight position. Waiting for the Sanctuary resident, or maybe even Order member, to enter.

Isabel was feeling a little restless within the halls of the Sanctuary. The last few hours had been spent in her room, polishing and rearranging a few lovely police badges she'd gotten from a few lovely playmates of hers. The blood proved particularly stubborn and unwilling to be removed where it had settled into the creases throughout the metal. However, after painstakingly removing all the flecks from one of the badges, she quickly gave up on such a task and decided that she rather liked the darkened crimson color that helped the designs in the badged to stand out. Maybe next time she'd even leave a few of them uncleaned all together. A few well landed blood splatters really did look quite nice. After sticking the pin of one into her wall, and letting the other few lay on her book shelf and bureau, she decided she'd grown bored with admiring her newest trophies and set out to walk the corridors for a while, if for nothing more than to stretch her legs. Perhaps she'd go out later and add a few more to her collection. A hat or a gun belt would be nice as well. Halloween would be coming up eventually, after all. Not that she'd need that Holiday as an excuse to wear such accessories out in public. She just loved taunting her favorite playmates.

Without much time invested in the winding corridors of her home, she easily sauntered into the Foyer, giving a smile and a small wave to Lisa at the woman's brief glance in her direction. Footsteps tended to echo in this particular area of the Sanctuary, not that she really minded. Turning from the long-time Receptionist, she next noted a young woman seated in one of the plush chairs set out in the area, having been placed there to give Residents and potential residents a place to rest, or to pour over the required forms to fill out. The girl did look somewhat familiar, though Isabel couldn't quite place where exactly she'd seen her. There had been a recent influx of not only residents, but also Order members. Perhaps this young woman was one of them? The bag she carried with her seemed to contradict the possibility. Isabel's own presence seemed to have drawn the girl's attention, her posture straight-backed in a chair not meant to support such a position, and her gaze already having found Isabel's somewhat eccentric appearances. "You look familiar," Isabel stated, matter of factly, offering that instead of a more proper greeting. "But I can't say I've seen you around here before. You just get here, or have you made a habit of carrying your stuff around with you?"

Leila found herself staring back into a evil-ish looking girl, about two years younger then she was. Maybe nineteen, twenty? Leila couldn't really tell, nor did she mind. Her clothing were original however, a bit old-fashioned and doll-ish, but Leila liked it. She forgot about her posture, crashing back in the comfy chair. The woman seemed to be studying her, and it made Leila slightly agitated.

Finally she spoke, and her voice definiely matched what Leila had imagined her voice would sound like. She nodded once, "I've been around for a while, so I may be familiar." she said simply, getting up and walking over to the mysterious woman. She looked as if she was in the Order, maybe in a high rank? Leila held out her hand out of habit, considering the fact that maybe they weren't supposed to say they were part of the Order. "Leila Harte, I joined the Order just last month." she said.

"I live at the X-Mansion but it's not very entertaining anymore, so I linger around here a little more often. The Sanctuary does need a good spy in that Mansion, too so that's the only reason I'm there." she pointed out, hoping this girl wasn't exactly one of those total X-Men hating maniacs. If she was, Leila didn't really care, once Sam broke her heart, she'd have no ties with them, and she'd be able to drop the entire Spy act and flat out tell everyone what she really was: a Proud Order Member.

She glanced back at her things, "These.... Are just things I brought with me in Central Park today. An other Order Member needed some help, fighting two X's who crossed her path. It was pretty interesting." she said.

One brow quirked as the strange girl promptly flopped back into a more relaxed position, her chair only giving a barely audible sound of air escaping its plush cushioning as weight was laid against them. So she'd been around a while, had she? That probably depended on her definition of 'a while.' It was quite possible, as that sense of familiarity with the girl just wouldn't dissipate. Perhaps she really had been living at the Sanctuary for a decent length of time and Isabel had simply paid no significant amount of attention to her. That wasn't anything new for the ribboned mutant to do. She did tend to get a little self-absorbed at times, especially when she busied herself with projects like her previous session of badge cleaning. However, if there was anyone she should be well aware of, she trusted Syn or one of the others would at least mention them. If not, she was sure to bump into them on any number of potential missions the bratty terrorist got involved in.

Isabel simply watched as the girl abandoned her perch and approached, looking momentarily between the girl and the hand that was offered along with her introduction. So she was in the Order after all. She would have thought one of her companions would have mentioned the new recruit. With a mental shrug, she accepted the offered hand. "Isabel, second in command," she offered in reply. Had she really been skulking around for a month? It seemed the Order was a little out of touch in some areas. "Nice to meet you, Leila. It's a shame this is the first I've heard of you. Hopefully we'll get better acquainted sometime soon." If she was for a fact in the Order, then the senior member didn't doubt she'd be involved in the group's personal brand of fun. Getting to know someone over a mission was always interesting.

The next bit of information offered came as a bit of a surprise. There was a handful of former X-Nerds and Mansion residents that had defected to the Sanctuary and the Order. Leila, however, was the first Isabel had heard of that was still living at the Mansion and simply stopping into the Sanctuary for a visit. That would probably explain the bag. Even some mutants would rather curl up in one of the vacant rooms for a night rather than go out in the dark when weather was bad or the humans were causing problems. The part about her being a spy probably should have thrown a red flag in Isabel's mind. It was a good cover for someone to use, but it could easily be going both ways. However, being who she was, she rarely questioned the loyalty of her fellow Order members. They had her trust as soon as they swore their obedience to the faction. It was also her self reassurances of the revenge she could have on those that would betray them that helped secure her mindset.

"An interesting choice in occupations," Isabel commented, deciding she rather liked the idea of having someone on the inside of the X-Nerd's nest. Keeping tabs on the little fools was something that could come in useful in the future. Letting her gaze flicker back to the curious bag, she gave a small nod at the explanation offered. "Good enough reason for me. It's almost as if those X-Nerds come looking for a reason to get themselves killed. Or nearly killed, at least," she continued, the fiasco involving the Golden Doors still quite fresh in her mind. "Well, now I know your name and I know you're on our side. What I don't know is what exactly you can do. Care to share?"

Second in Command, Leila thought, well this was just great. If she'd been Syn, she would of intreduced the new guys to the rest of the team, but as that wasn't the case, she decided on just going with the flow. Once she had the nerve to destroy her relationship with Sam and tell the world what she really was, she'd pay more attention to the people living here. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you." she said, releasing the girl's hand.

"Yeah, It is quite a shame, huh? I haven't met many people from the team. I would of imagined something a little more formal, like a meeting of some sort." she hoped this wasn't getting out of hand, not wanting to make this woman angry with her the first time they meet. "Ah yeah, I figured that when I suggested it." she told her. "I think having a little time ahead of us when the X-Men plan to strike is pretty useful. I think I placed myself in a pretty good position at the Mansion. THe idiots are really oblivious, I can tell you that."

Then Isabel asked about Leila's mutation. She bit her lip for a second before her answer was concrete in her head. "I'm a Shape-Sihfter. Well, Dolphin Shifter. Though to be honest, I think my form is changing. I'm certain I' growing a little more Human whenever I transform. I feel stronger too." she explained. "Apart from that, my Fighting Skills are pretty good these days, had a lot of practice and a few times where I had the chance to test them out."

She smiled evily, thinking of the murders she'd comitted back in Australia. "How about you? Would you mind me asking what you do?"

"Meetings we have. On occasion, at least. Those are mostly briefings for missions, though. We don't really have any meet and greets around here. New and old members run into each other often enough, though it's not really any wonder I haven't seen much of you around here if you don't live in the Sanctuary," Isabel replied, casually crossing her arms as her hand was released. She couldn't help but give a little grin at the comment on the X-Nerds' obliviousness. "They are kind of dense over there. They're too concerned about doing the right thing to take a good look at what's really going on. There isn't too much they go out of their way to do in ways of messing with us, though. Aside from the door theft, that is. But a bit of warning on that one would have been nice. Not that I minded roughing a few of them up." True, she had lost, and that fact was still unpleasantly set in her mind. But, she'd put at least one of the Fools in the Infirmary, so it wasn't a total loss in her opinion.

The girl's slight hesitation in answering Isabel's question of her mutation only perked her interest. She couldn't have any kind of useless abilities if she was in the Order. While they did take in those that were set on the faction's goals, a mutation that would be useful to them all was also something they looked for. Shape-shifter wasn't anything supremely unusual. The addition of the Dolphin, however, was unique. "I've never met a Dolphin-shifter before. Sounds interesting. You just go to straight Dolphin, or is it somewhere in between?" She always had liked hearing about other mutant's abilities. There was such a wide variety. "As for myself, I'm a bone manipulator. My own bones as well as others'. It's become quite a problem for the law enforcers around here. It's really not my fault. They're just so much fun to play with."

Leila nodded thoughtfully. "I see, well then, that's nice to know." she said, wondering if the Order could really be this un-formal. She remembered Aura telling her about this earlier, but she hadn't really thought of it that much. Speaking of Aura, Leila did remember her saying Isabel's name. There weren't many mutants named Isabel, especially not many Order Members named Isabel, could this be the Isabel Aura had been talking about? Leila decided she was, feeling a bit exited that she knew more people then Aura did now.

Leila's lip twitched into a grin too, this was going great! She was on good terms with every Order member she'd met, and it was fun, messing around like this, talking behind the X-Men's back. Poor Sam, poor Raina. Thinking back slightly to the Birthday Party, she remembered the blood, the arrows, the first time she'd actually thought about her dark side. Now, 3 months later, her dark side had taken most of her good side away. She could do with that.

Leila smirked slightly, "I've never met an other Dolphin Shifter either, so it's all good." she said. "As for my Transformation, I used to go straight Dolphin, I still do, but I feel much more... Human? When I'm in my Dolphin form. I think I'm changing, growing much stronger too.. My theory though, is that I'm changing into a WereDolphin of some sort. I mean, I think there's legs and arms sprouting now, I know, it probably sounds discusting." she said.

Leila nodded. "That's cool." she said, Bone Manipulation. That was something Leila never imagined. Now that she did though, this girl seemed to have a very dangerous side. She laughed humorlessly at the Police officers comment. "Yeah, well they should know better then to mess with us." she said, wondering if she had actually killed Police Officers before. She was sure she had, but the thought made her a bit curious.

"Yeah, humans are okay. I find Mutants a lot more challenging. You never know what can happen with them, whereas Humans... Well, we all know who'll win that, don't we?" she pointed out.

So, straight to Dolphin. That's what Isabel had suspected. She'd met a few shifters before, and they tended to stick to one form and change from one extreme to the next without any intermingling in between. However, the addition of Leila's sounded promising. A weredolphin was even more rare than a Dolphin shifter. "Well, growths in mutation are fairly common. If you can turn into a Dolphin, then why not mix and match forms? I'm not saying it's easy or anything, but it seems to make sense to me," she replied, recalling her own extension in her mutation. "And shifting around a skeleton isn't exactly the prettiest sight, either. I can go about it pretty smoothly, but contortion of the body happens every now and again. Plus, with my line of work, a Dolphin with legs is hardly the most disturbing thing I've ever seen."

From the sound of things, Isabel wondered if this girl had gotten into her own scuffles with the police. She wouldn't be surprised if she had. Most people at the Sanctuary, and especially in the order, had some kind of criminal record. "The human race is exceptionally slow at learning when not to play with fire. Apparently the first few burns aren't bad enough to give them a hint," she replied, smiling almost fondly at the half formed memories that flitted through her mind. "I try to give most mutants the benefit of the doubt. Humans, I couldn't be bothered. I try not to kill my own kind, since there's usually a chance they can be persuaded to join in with us. The ones like the X-Nerds, however, are just as bad as the scum they're trying to level themselves with. Sure, a few of them can be shown the error of their human loving ways, but for the most part the Mansionites seem to be a lost cause. Not that I'm really complaining. They can be a lot of fun to play with. So much less fragile than humans." She let that stand in answer to the girl's last question. She also made it a point to leave out any mention of Rupert. That man was simply a corpse that could still manage to walk. And run his mouth.

"Now," she began again, aiming to turn the conversation back on this new acquaintance of hers, "What exactly changed your point of view and persuaded you to come over to our side? I can already tell you've got our shared mindset concerning the humans, but there has to be more than that," she continued, looking to satiate her curiosity where this shifter was concerned. Not many Mansionites had the guts to turn their backs on their goodie goodie friends, and hardly any would consider taking advantage of those ties to become a spy. Getting into this girl's head a little would undoubtedly be interesting.

Leila nodded, "Yes, I guess we'll just have to wait and see, won't we?" she said, slightly anxious now that she'd spoken with others about her Mutation Growth. She really wanted to know what she would be bable to do, and how exactly her new powers would help her in this Fraction. Leila nodded, wondering what kind of things a young woman could of seen in her life of evil. This made Leila curious, and slightly exited. Would she see some of those things? She actually hoped so, which she knew would make a lot of people a bit sick.

Leila nodded, remembering Australia. She'd killed her father, a Scientist who actually created her Powers. He'd been the one to plant the X-Gene into her, experiment on her then killing her. Unfortunately for him, his plan hasn't worked, and this young girl wasn't dead at all, instead, she'd killed him. Leila had killed her own father, and without any remorse, not even a bit. She hated that man, and she would do it again, and again, if she could.

Leila liked this girl a lot. She thought a lot like Leila when it came to Humans and what the X-Men,. her 'friends', her boyfriend, thought. She loved Sam a lot, sure, but it was the X-men she hated, the X-Nerds, as Isabel called them. She liked that name, it suited them a lot. She wondered what Sam would think if she called him that one day, he'd be pretty pissed, that's for sure. She looked at the bowed woman in front of her and smiled slyly. "I think I'll enjoy being around here." she said.

The conversation changed rather quickly, and Leila felt a hint of graditude for it. Talking about Sam and the others like that was still something she wasn't used to, and ruining things could be easy, just by saying one word in their defense. "I always had the same point of view about Humans, actually. I knew I wanted revenge for what they did to me, for what they did to all of us. It just never fully got to my attention how much I needed to be here, how I sure wasn't going to want to be an X-man." she grimaced at the last word.

"Other then that, my mind was truly set after the Mansion Battle around November." she finished.

Isabel gave a small nod at the wait and see comment. Every mutant she knew needed time to develop their mutations, herself included. It had taken years before the idea of manipulating the bones of others had even occurred to her, and longer still before she got around to testing it out. True, her test subjects had been simple rats, but at least once she'd been able to change the composition of a small piece of a man's skeleton. Even now she was still largely unsure of how well she could handle that growth. It had taken a bit too long for her liking to even get a tremor from a stranger's skeleton. She wanted to remedy that. While she wasn't quite sure of her newest potential, she still knew she could flesh out its limits with a little time. She fully planned to push those limits as far as she could in order to become an even greater asset to her companions in the Sanctuary. "If you really are getting enough of a grasp on your mutation to let it grow, then all you can really do is push it and be patient. I bet the X-Nerds could help you practice. It's not like they actually get out and do anything else."

As the girl went on to explain why she'd decided to defect to the Order, Isabel causally moved over to seat herself on the arm of one of the plush chairs. Leila could follow suit if she liked. She just didn't see the point of standing too long when you could sit and hold the same conversation. Revenge against the humans was a common link that bound the Order members together and motivated their cause. Isabel had her own personal grudges that she felt, though she'd never acted upon them in the direction of those that had done her wrong. Instead, she took out her vendetta on all the humans. However, she seemed to be just as equally motivated by the hardships her companions had been through and her lack of tolerance toward those that hurt them. "Well, why did you go to the Mansion, then, if you know their views on humans? It doesn't make much sense to me," she questioned. It was largely common knowledge when the Sanctuary opened. It was also just as commonly known what happened at that opening. Even if it was violent, it at least showed who they allowed in the wonderful building, as well as indirectly voicing their lack of concern when it came to dealing harshly with the humans. "And what was it at the battle that changed your mind? Most of the X-Nerds get the wrong impression when we play with them. There are rarely any that see us as being right."

Leila bit her lip, nodding. "I get about two hours training a day with the X's." she said, but most of it is just some fighting. They really aren't big on Offence, are they? Those guys are such goodie-two-shoes. I mean, all they talk about is Defence, if anyone was to accidentally kill a dummy, it would be the end of the world." she rolled her eyes at the memory of so long ago, when she'd first met Iron Mouth and that man... Fungus. She and Sam and the two men had been having a fun little session of defensive trainning, and Sam had gotten pretty angry when Iron Mouth had killed his robotic dummy, person.

Leila moved to sit on the arm of a chair facing Isabel's. The conversation was getting interesting, she could learn a few things for this woman, someone she'd been hoping to do in a while. Leila sighed, knowing that question would come up soon enough. "When I first wen't to the Mansion, I had no idea who or what would be there. I just thought it was the only place for Mutants to stay, I never knew of the Sanctuary back then, until the same night... Which, everyone knows about I presume." she grimaced, remembering the fight clearly, as if it'd been yesterday.

"Just words here and there." she added to the next part of her question. "Stuff Syn said to the Headmistress....what's her name....?...Anyway, peices started to fit in my head, and I realized people who would understand me probably lived at the place where there was Golden Doors. Syn mentioned the Sanctuary too, so that was easy to remember too. Like I said a few times in the last few weeks, there wasn't much mind changing to be done. *I was already set on revenge, I already knew my path long before I knew of the others like me." she took a small breath, letting Isabel take in everything she'd said.

Isabel hadn't really expected anything different than what Leila told her of the X-Nerd's training practices. They were aggressive enough once they were given one too many pushes, but it still took a fair deal of goading before they finally got past their 'let's negotiate' default setting. She had also noticed their tendency to attempt deflecting attacks, rather than returning them, much like in her fight with the blind mutant. The Silver one had been a little more aggressive than his companions, which pleasantly surprised her. That kid had tried to spill her guts on the Mansion grounds. She just couldn't see why he was one of the X-Fools. His fighting style was more suited for offensive groups like the Order. Perhaps he would defect with time, though she wasn't going to hold her breath. Most of those idiots were far too hard headed.

"We do have a Training room here, if you'd rather use that," she offered, not sure that the girl would even consider it or not, since it sounded like she had to train a lot at the Mansion already. "Though, our aim is usually to destroy whatever the room throws at us, rather than playing nice with them. The real world hardly ever listens to what we have to say anymore, so their Goodie aims of talking through all their problems are outdated," she concluded, watching as the young woman also took a seat across from where she'd perched herself. At least the newer Order member already seemed to be fairly comfortable around the Sanctuary. The more tightly wound ones took a bit more work.

She gave a small nod of confirmation as the girl continued to answer her questions, mentally stocking up on information offered by this mutant. It was always good to know at least a few things about the people she would be working with, especially since she had become Syn's Second. "Well, people don't exactly like to spread good news about us much anymore. Everyone knows that at least one supposed murderer lives here, so the media doesn't exactly advertise our lovely home like it used to. But, so long as mutants still find their ways here, we'll keep our doors open." With the last half of the girl's offered explanation, Isabel's curiosity was peaked. She had known that Syn and Tricity had paired off for the fight, but she hadn't been nearly close enough to hear what either of them had to say. She imagined it was mostly Tricity that had wasted her breath. Syn was a no nonsense fighter. "Looks like the X-Nerds were good for something at least. Their big mouths are good for getting the word about us around, though they usually mix in their skewed views about us as well."

Leaning back a little further against the back of her chair from where she sat, she let the information sink in a little bit further, mentally going over a few points of it and attaching the knowledge to Leila's name. Not only was it probably a good idea to do so as one of the Order's leaders, but she also just liked learning about her companions, new ones particularly. "How long do you plan on playing spy between here and the Mansion? Has Syn set a length of time for you, or are you just doing it at your leisure?" she questioned. The few former X-Nerds they had among them tended to want to sever their ties with the Mansion fairly quickly for whatever reasons they had. Leila was the first spy they had that was still living at the Mansion. It made her wonder if she was doing it entirely for the Order, or if some sort of emotional ties to any of the Mansionites were still dragging her down. Either way, she doubted the X-Fools would take kindly to the girl once they found out who she was really working for. "Maybe I'll tag along with you sometime after you've decided you've gotten tired of playing games with the X's. I'm sure they'd love for me to stop by for another visit." A half-hearted proposal that was not entirely serious, though she couldn't help but grin as she said it.

Leila nodded, "Geo showed me the Sanctuary's Training Room when he gave me the Tour a few months ago." she said, "It is useful too. I took a habit of going there whenever I needed a break for the X's... Lately, I've been in there at least once every few days. The Mansion's getting a bit annoying." she said. She wondered if the rest of the Team thought the Spying idea was crap. Right now, she actually thought so. The X-Men had nothing worth spying on, but, that was probably the only way she could stay there. Spying. She couldn't wait for them to find out, sure it would destroy her and Sam's relationship, but she wouldn't have to pretend anymore. She would be able to do whatever she wanted, and if Sam accepted her for who she was, that could work too. She doubted it though, why would a goodie like her after knowing she's bad?

"I know what you mean. I'm sure fighting can get us so much farther to our goal then simply talking." she agreed. This was good information, the more she knew about fellow Mutants here, the better. She surely didn't want to be in the dark all the time. Especially not if she wanted to be at the highest ranks one day. Wouldn't be nice, calling all the shots? "Yeah, that's one useful thing about them. I just casually put out a few words about us, and I get a book's worth of information. Sure, they make it sound bad, but at least I get their views... It's worth it, but I don't think this Spy act will be useful for so long. It isn't working as I'd thought when I suggested it anyway." she paused for a second, "Do you suppose it would be a good idea, if I suggested becoming part of the X-Men?" she asked, "I could get in on the meeting that way." she added. She'd been thinking of that for quite some time, Sam was litterally wraped around her finger, she could get him to get her on the Team easily.

Leila bit her lip. "That's a good question. I haven't really spoken to Syn yet, but right now, I plan on gathering as much information as I can before they find out. I,m playing a smart and sneaky act right now, but I'm sure someone is bound to find out one of these days. I mean, my excuses for being out all the time are getting a bit old. They think I'm working 5 hours more a day then I'm supposed to. Plus, with an X-Men working with me at my Job, it's a bit easy for her to find out that I don't have all those extra hours." she sighed. "I'm not worried though. I bet Syn would have better jobs for me afterwards." she said.

Leila smiled evily, wondering if Isabel was kidding or not. She decided to play along however, in case she was serious. "Oh yeah they'd definitaly be shocked if you showed up at the door step." she said. "I'll consider that, when I get tired of them." she added. This could be a good plan, having a bit of back up. Her cell phone rang at that moment, and she flipped it open. A reminder to check on Arielle at the Mansion. She really wanted to get the details on her and Aura's odd relationship. "I fear I have to be on my way." she told Isabel, "It was very interesting, getting to know you." she added, not moving from her seat just yet.