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Warm spring afternoons were meant to be spent at the park, that was Skydancer's philosophy. She hadn't always felt that way; when she was younger she barely had time for an hour in the park let alone an afternoon. Between training for the Olympics and needing to do well enough at school to get into a decent University, there simply hadn't been time. Now, however, things were different. She was a mutant now and not allowed to enter the Olympics so there was no reason to continue training for it. Combine that with the fact that she was no longer at school and had no idea if she even wanted to go to university and, well, it all amounted to having a lot more spare time than she used to have.

In the beginning, Skydancer never had an opportunity to enjoy having actual spare time because she had been living on the streets, struggling just to survive. Once she came to The Mansion, however, she realized that she profoundly disliked the lack of direction in her life and, just as a deep depression had begun to set in, inspiration struck and she began to pursue training for the circus. Now she trained a couple hours every single day in order to be ready for her first performance, though that was still a ways away and soon she intended to begin learning martial arts with Koga in order to be able to defend herself better. Still, even with consistent training she still had more spare time than she was used to and, as she never had the opportunity to enjoy it growing up, she decided to try and enjoy it now.

Once her day's practice was complete, Skydancer had made her way to a park and promptly lifted herself up a nice comfortable tree with assistance from her purple mutant tubes and proceeded to open a book and start reading. For several hours she remained up there, content with the sun shining upon her chosen perch and the humans having their fun around her, down below. Her wig helped her to blend in a little bit more and that, combined with the foliage from the tree, meant that no one was inclined to bother her over a little thing like having purple skin. Life was good, for once.

Only when the sun began to set and her perch began to cool did Skydancer decide it was time to return to the earth and make her way home. Not bothering to look carefully down below her, Skydancer shot two tubes out of her chest and into the ground in order to lower herself down safely. Or at least, that was the intent anyway. One tube made it to the ground, impaling itself a few inches into the soft dirt, and the other one hit something hard and brittle first before it too buried itself in the dirt a few inches. Looking down to see what was below her, Skydancer gasped in horror.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you? Are you all right? Can I do something?" Mortification was clearly in her voice and she lowered herself to the earth, looking fearfully at the person she had accidentally hit with a wayward tube. They were strong and dangerous, probably dangerous enough to kill someone and that was the very last thing she ever wanted to contemplate, let alone do. She didn't think she could live with herself if she crippled someone by mere carelessness.

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I wonder if there is a mutant out there who might be able to enforce pacifism either through direct use of powers or through indirect use via punishment? Either something that compels the individuals within to be non-violent or perhaps something that forces violent actions back upon the offender. Thus, someone tries to punch someone else, they get the equivalent force of a punch themselves or, someone tries to set fire upon someone else they get something the equivalent of being set on fire. Pretty soon the guests would get the idea regarding what is and is not allowed.

The question was how to get around the taser in order to continue the game of intimidation that was currently being played. Skydancer decided that she simply didn't want to give up just yet because to give up was to lose and she didn't enjoy losing. No, this was an exercise to see who was going to back down first and it sure as hell was not going to be her! She wasn't even technically posative that a stun gun to one of her tubes would even have the desired effect, though it wasn't something she greatly desired to test out.

The question was whether or not Skydancer could move fast enough to be able to avoid the stun gun that the other girl held so surely in her hand. Her tubes were fast, she knew that, but were they fast enough? The other advantage she had was having multiple tubes, more tubes than she would probably ever need which she could possibly use as a distraction if need be.

"Go away or I'll have to transform myself."

Skydancer frowned, not sure if the girl was bluffing or not. Why had she spent so much time on her physical activities and so little time actually getting the skills needed to read people? "You're bluffing." Probably. Maybe. She had no idea, really, but it was all about confidence and she was good at creating the illusion of confidence. Create that mask of surety and intimidate your opponent into backing down or making a mistake. Maybe it didn't seem like the most honorble technique, but it was a weapon in her arsenal and she was going to use every weapon available to her.

Another pair of tubes burst from Skydancer's skin and waved in the air, though she didn't approach her opponent any further. She stood there staring, at a standoff with the other girl. "I'll give you the option to run, if you want." Because if the other girl backed down then she won. There wasn't really any reason to pursue her after that, it was all about gaining the victory.

Is it the fact that people sometimes like to put quotes in their sig that makes it difficult for them to also put their attribute profile? Because I've never had an issue having enough characters to place mine there.