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Karakoe Night (Open to ALL Mansion Folk and Ryan Grimm)

After all the chaos that had gone down, Alisa was happy to offer to do something fun with the students at the school (as well as Ryan if he was able to come with her). Karakoe Night in Westchester! She had rented a limo to handle more than ten people, should there be any extras who wanted to come along. For now, she was at the front of the school, checking to see who wanted to come along.

Of course Rachel did put down some ground rules for this trip: No bars, no alcohol, and everyone gets back before curfew. These were ground rules Alisa could live with and agreed with. After-all, she wanted to prove she was responsible and could handle a bunch of teenagers... as well as have fun.

"Okay, kids! Let's pack it up! Limo is gonna be arrivin' soon! Remember, no weapons, no powers, no alcohol, an' no whinnin' ! Dis is supposed to be a good, clean, fun time!" She smiled as she tried to get some of the students attention. "If you are comin' along wit' , please sign dis sheet for Mrs. Ramsey!"

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"You never know, Rose." She continued to smile. "When you get older, you take time to discover yourself an' what brings you joy. An' if you want, Bobbi... I got some books on proportions an' shaddin' techniques. I can give dem to you."

"I don't know, maybe you'll be a teacher like Professor Logan." She grinned. "I don't think I'll take after my biological parents though. Boys are icky, and I'm horrible at math."

"Eh, I ain't got the patience fer that," Rose told Bobby. "Might try runnin' a bar someplace seedy though."

"I'd be your first customer. Seedy places tend to carry a lot o' anger an' rage in'em." There was a grin on her face at the thought. How long had it been since she trolled such places?

Her eyes suddenly shot open as the limo came to a quick and sudden stop. Something was not right. Alisa reached under her seat in the limo, taking out a metal suitcase.

"Girls, stay put. I t'ink sumt'ing is up."

Bobbi grinned. "Hey, I'll totally help with decorating the place." She yelped when the car stopped, almost lurching from her seat/ When Alisa moved she frowned a little.

"Right, like that's an order that'll be followed." She had a feeling Rose wouldn't listen, and well, if Rose didn't, no way the little cherub would.

"Oh, like heck I'm stayin' if there's trouble," Rose said.

She shot Bobbi a look. "You, on the other hand, are stayin' put."

Alisa opened the door to the limo and carefully got out. Her eyes rolled as Rose followed her towards the front of the limo. The driver was okay, but had stopped for what looked like a road block of protestors... against mutants.

"'ow de fuck did dey... I didn' tell anyone about us when I reserved de limo." her eyes narrowed as the driver shrunk down in his seat. "Always so hard to find good 'elp dese days."

She kept her hold on that metal suitcase as she approached the crowd. She tried to be as diplomatic and professional as possible. But their anger, their hate towards mutants was starting to feed into her powers.

"Please disperse from dis area, folks. Dere is nuthin' to see here." Her voice was a dead calm, as the crowd began to chant that they did not want Mutants in their town. They began throwing things towards them and at the limo. It was then Alisa realized the crowd was mostly made up of men, and they had "FoH" patches on their arms. "Oh for de love o' ..."

Oh hearing the chants, Bobbi made sure her hoodie was in place hiding her wings, She stayed in the limo, but was watching everything. If needed she'd give them chill pills, just hopefully no one would get frostbite.

A slow, Logan-grin was spreading across Rose's face. But the fact that Bobbi was in the car killed it. She didn't need Feathers seeing her going nuts.

"Move it, ya yahoos! We got places ta be!"

There was the familiar crowd chant of "Now more mutants" that could be heard, as well as a rock or bottle thrown in Alisa's direction. She moved faster than even Rose would expect to dodge it all. She clearly did not look impressed.

" 'ow cute! Our limo driver sold us out to a bunch o' hate mongers." Alisa spoke to Rose, trying to hide her own grin, but that was hard to do.

"We don't want any of you muties near our town or doin' Karakoe!" One of the thirteen protestors shouted at them.

"Ughh... It's Karaoke you idiot." Alisa placed one hand on her hip. She flicked her other wrist to open up that steel suitcase she was carrying, showing off her stun batons to the crowd. "Really, folks, I suggest you leave us be. Or it's gonna get ugly, for you."

Bobbi would have been watching if she hadn't accidentally hit the button to close the screen that separated the back of the limo. Muttering oops, she tried to find which button she hit so she could watch...

Managing to lock the doors too.

Rose put herself into a fighting stance. Her hands felt twitch and she ached to unleash her claws, but she couldn't. Not yet. Don't escalate unless you have to. And if you're going to hurt someone like that, make sure you mean it.

But there was a feral look in her eyes. "Last warnin', bub."

Alisa armed herself with her batons, getting into a fighting stance as well. She and Rose were a good ten feet apart, but had plenty of room to go in if need be. One of the protestors finally charged at Alisa with their picket sign. She moved faster than anything he had ever seen, and nailed him in the back of his knees with her baton. He went down quick, and without her having to use the "electric" feature of the baton.

This unfortunately caused the group to move in to attack her and Rose.

"'ey Rose, if we get outta dis in one piece, an' don' get expelled, I'll treat you to one o' my favor fightin' places!" She yelled over at Rose before jumping over one man and then mule kicking him in the middle of his spine with enough force to send him flying and probably dislocate one of the discs in his spine.

"Crap." Yes she had heard the doors lock and worked to unlock those in case the others needed to get in. At least Rose wouldn't have heard the curse right?

"Oh, I'm gonna enjoy this." Rose--who was a brawny little thing and stronger than she looked--drove a fist into the solar plexus of the nearest thug, dropping him like a stone.

"Yer on, Gumbo!" She ducked under another blow, striking back with a karate chop.

Well, they nearly had an even amount of attacks. Alisa was trying to hold back on her powers and using her cybernetic leg. She did not want to kill these guys, just stop them from getting to the limo and hurting Bobbi. It was obvious Rose could handle herself in a fight, and that impressed Alisa.

She had not taken any damage so far, though her clothing was getting seriously messed up. By the time Alisa got to the last man attacking her, she broke his jaw with a knee to the face. She was happy to shut up the friends of humanity, but worried about her standing within the Xavier School as a continuing education student, now.

Still somewhat pissed off, she moved over to Rose's opponents and started taking a few of them out with simple punches to the back, kidneys, or face... or all three with incredible speed.

Bobbi knew she was supposed to stay inside, but she needed to make sure the others were okay.

Keeping the door open she bit her lip. One of the thugs were moving in behind Alisa.

"Don't you dare!" She yelled kneeling to touch the ground... With it unfocused she ended up freezing everyone's shoes to the ground.

Rose fended off another one of them, breaking his nose with a solid punch. It left her open, though, for just a second, for one of the others, with a knife.

Rose let out a snarl, slashing him across the chest with her claws. A shallow, but painful cut. Might leave a scar, but not life threatening.

She looked down at the knife still stuck in her gut. "Dang it... I liked this shirt!"

Alisa turned to Rose, her skirt was all torn up, along with her shirt. "I can relate... huh?" She turned back, seeing Bobbi out of the car and helping. Alisa smacked herself in the face, before looking down at her own shoes.

"Bobbi, Chere... we asked you to stay in de car for a reason. An' while I appreciate de 'elp... 'ow are Rose an' I supposed to get back to you wit' our shoes frozen to de ground?" She msiled over at Bobbi. The fight was over, and unfortunately for them, the limo driver who tipped off the FoH had run off in a panic. "Great. We don' got a driver for de limo, an' a bunch o' KO'ed jerks. What do we do, now?"

"Oops, sorry about that. She tried to thaw just their shoes... ending up thawing everyone out.

"We could always call the school..."

Rose slammed a hand into the face of one of the few still stupid enough to fight, not even turning around.

"Yer tellin' me ya don't know how ta drive, Gumbo?" she asked.

She looked down at the knife and pulled it out with only a small grunt. "'least I ain't havin' ta regrow any organs this time."

"Yeah, I can drive, Chere." Alisa frowned a little. "But if we take a limo from some mutant hater, what are de chances o' us all gettin' charged wit' Grand Theft Auto? No t'anks, we're all too pretty to go to jail."

Alisa relented and turned to Bobbi, handing her a cellphone from her pocket. Thankfully, her pocket was intact... along with the phone.

"Can you call de School, Bobbi? Maybe if you talke to Ms. Ramsey, we got a better chance o' not gettin' t'rown out!"

Bobbi bit her lip a moment and nodded dialing the number to the school. "Looks like our fun is about to be over."

That got Rose snickering. "I dunno. I had fun."

"Yeah, it was kinda fun." Alisa had to admit. "You fight good. T'ink if I spared wit' you, it would be quite de challenge."

Alisa turned to back to Bobbi, standing by in case she needed to help explain things on the phone.

"If I get kicked out, it was nice knowin' you all!"

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