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Skydancer didn't exactly have a lot of experience in dealing with panicked and out of control mutants; or any experience at all, for that matter. Did one talk at them in soft and soothing tones to calm them down, as if they were a wild animal or a hysterical child? Or was it better to batter them unconscious and hope not to get killed in the process? She didn't exactly have a lot of time to consider her options, nor was her mind thinking entirely rationally at that moment. Rather, she continued to run in his direction, operating primarily on instinct.

The man being pelted by energy balls from the out of control mutant on the bridge proved himself a mutant as well as, seemingly out of nowhere, a large green shield grew in his hands. Well, that was a relief anyway as it brought both of them some well needed time. As for the out of control mutant himself, his eyes were wide, with terror, barely more than the whites showing. He noticed neither the man with the malachite shield nor the purple woman running towards the two of them, so focused was he on the energy marbles bursting from his flesh. The hurt, each one that he let out causing a flash of agony and the pain of the out of control power only served to worsen his all ready shattered grip on what was happening to him.

"Hang in there," Skydancer yelled as she continued to run, although she wasn't certain which of the two mutants she was directing her words at. What she did know for certain was that the man with the malachite shield was having a worse and worse time of things the longer he was pelted with the energy marbles. Several tubes burst from Skydancer's chest as she continued to run, though she still didn't have any idea what she was going to do or even if she was going to be of any use at all. Unlike the malachite man, her power didn't provide her much protection.

Training was the name of the game and it was a game that Skydancer was very good at. Her recent ambitions involved becoming a circus acrobat as a way to make a new life after her mutation came and took her old life away. She was learning that she could accept the changes that were forced upon her, but only if she could give her life a brand new direction. Her life had always been focused and dedicated to the single cause of becoming an Olympic athlete but that all changed when she became a mutant. Only now was she realizing that the Olympics weren't everything and that there were other things in the world worth pursuing and a spontaneous trip to the circus served to prove her right.

Every day Skydancer went back to the training facility of the circus to work with the other, more experienced acrobats and improve her skills sufficiently that she could be proud of performing in front of a live audience because only with daily training could she truly learn to excel at her new craft. It became apparent in the first days of her training that, while there were a number of similarities between gymnastics and acrobatics, there were also a number of differences and it was those differences that she continued to struggle with.

As part of her homework, Skydancer was given the task of exercising her mutant powers and learning to incorporate them into what she was learning because that was the thing that allowed her to stand out from every other acrobat in the world. That was what brought her into the city that afternoon, jumping and swinging from rooftop to rooftop and incorporating in elaborate flips and spins as she went. That was what allowed her to see the bizarre scene going on several stories below her.

It was, quite possibly, the strangest thing Skydancer had ever had the (mis)fortune of seeing. A mutant with green skin and snakes for hair, a man dressed as a super hero and a young woman with tattoos all over her face all mingled down below. If that wasn't bizarre enough, there were two giant slugs that appeared to be talking to them. The giant slugs then walked up to each of the three weird people and slimed them (gross) and one of them were given a bunch of, from the distance she was at, it seemed tiny slugs. A shiver of disugst mingled with unease went through her body.

Unable to quite make out what the slugs were saying Skydancer, quiet as she was able, latched onto a bar from a slightly closer building with a lower roof, in hopes of being able to catch what was going on. She knew it was stupid, knew she should just turn around and forget she had seen anything, but she just couldn't help her own cursed curiosity. She settled into her new position just in time to see the super hero bow at the two slugs (what?) and the women start cooing at the baby slugs. Then came the pronouncement of being a 'sister of the slime' and that decided things for her.

Still not having any idea what was really going on, Skydancer had a bad feeling about it all. The only logical thing to do was to remain right where she was, just in case anything actually bad happened, and call up a more experienced mutant to come deal with the problem. That thought in mind, she pulled out her phone and started dialing, careful not to let the slugs or their sisters or brothers out of her sight.

Skydancer hadn't been expecting the snotty little girl to be a mutant. She couldn't stop the frown from forming, though it vanished a moment after it first appeared. The key was the appearance of confidence rather than confidence itself. It didn't matter whether she doubted her skills when it came to a confrontation with another mutant, what mattered was whether that other mutant thought she doubted her skills.

That's when Skydancer noticed the fear in the other girl and then her confidence returned anew, just as quickly as it has flickered and almost vanished. She grinned confidently and, she hoped, with just a hint of maliciousness in her eyes. Maliciousness improved intimidation and this was, after all, a game of intimidation. She wanted the mean girl to think she was going to hurt her, not actually hurt her. Because she was mean and deserved being knocked down a few pegs.

The girl started walking away and Skydancer waved her tubes around menacingly. The followed the girl, remaining close by but not quite actually touching her. She was enjoying this game probably far more than she actually should be. It was actually fun to have someone find her so scary!

That's when the taser came out. That's when Skydancer's confidence began seriously flagging again. Tubes wavered in distress and pulled back a foot, hovering at a slightly safer distance.

Skydancer could image the odd reactions Maya must have gotten upon simply appearing, not to mention the potentially embarassing situations. In thinking about some of the trials other mutants had to go through because of their powers, she was rather thankful, just then, that her powers weren't the invasive or even especially inconvenient sort.

"Here and Sanctuary is what I've heard, Skydancer answered, feeling mroe at ease now. She was still curious about that other place, her research into having, as of yet, not been entirely successful. "I might just have to check out that pool." Now that wasn't something anyone had told her about and it was something more than a little appealing.

"So, what brought you here?"

"You mean aside from being purple?" Although she had become more accepting of her skin in recent weeks, she still couldn't quite get rid of the hint of bitterness in her voice. "But really, I was living on the streets for a while and then Saph found me and brought me here."

Welcome to MRO.

Clearly Koga enjoyed learning his useless stuff, as he put it, but Skydancer had never seen the point. Growing up she had friends who felt the same way and while they did appear to genuinely get a lot out of it, she could never quite wrap her head around the point. Skydancer shrugged. "Everyone has to have their hobbies and I'm certainly no one to judge them."

"Are you well known for your crime fighting?" Skydancer asked, genuinely curious. Now that was about the last thing she had ever considered doing. Thinking about it now, she supposed it could be an option if she ever wanted it and after a significant amount of training. She had what amounted to super powers, after all, though she wasn't at all certain it was something she would ever want. She wasn't certain of all that much, at that exact moment.

"Having someone to train with again would be wonderful. You have no idea what its like missing that part of my life." Or perhaps he did. There was something about being so driven to do something that Koga might just understand. It was as if a part of her soul had been ripped out and denied her and now she had the prospect of getting it back.

"I guess I've got a future to consider now," Skydancer answered. "I mean, college just...it didnt' seem like an option when I changed, you know? So, what should I be doing now?" It was meant as a rhetorical question, although the sentament was authentic.