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Alisa could not stand being left alone in Alistaire's apartment all the time. While Reiko was good company, there really was nothing to do. She felt somewhat useless, a burden, and agitated by how Alistaire treated Reiko so openly. He was all over Reiko like a horny dog, confirming that her personal writings in her diary before being shot were accurate. She was nothing more than a tool to a sociopath, and she let it happen.

She was glad she could feel something, instead of the numbness that plagued her a majority of the time. But those small somethings were not enough. While Reiko and Alistaire slept in their own bedrooms, Alisa grabbed some clothes from her closet and put them on. A pair of black dress pants, a white dress shirt, and a black vest. She decided to go without her wig, thinking perhaps her new "Annie Lennox" hair-do would work for her.

With her shoes in one hand, she began to sneak out of her room. Before one of Alistaire's guards could spot her, or take her back to her room, she physically knocked him out with a single blow from her free hand. She caught the guard before he could make noise by hitting the ground, and then took his keycard from his person. Perhaps having a lack of emotions was kind of helpful, as she was now more effective in the way she went about using her powers and knowledge.

She used the keycard to get out of the apartment, as well as lock it behind her. Once outside of the apartment, Alisa slipped on her dress shoes and made her way out of the building. Not by elevator, but by using the stairs. The stairs had less of a chance of getting her detected than the elevator did... a flaw she might have to fix one of these days.

Alisa used some of her power to move faster than normal, so she could get out of the building sooner and avoid getting dragged back inside. It took her less than five minutes to get on the streets of Manhattan... and go where? Perhaps some place that would make her feel something? She remembered the taco truck she and Ryan went to one night, and decided to head in that direction.

It was not long before she was acosted by someone. Even though Manhattan was cleaned up, there were still thugs who would try to rob anyone with money about the city. Her arm was grabbed and she was pulled between two buildings.

"Hand over your wallet, freak!" The thug demanded. This only made Alisa smile... something she had not done in a long time.

"Only if you can take it..." That thug all of a sudden turned pale. That alleyway was now filled with the sounds of a pretty bad fight, only all the cries of pain and screams were male. Alisa was back in her element.

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Ryan blinked, looking down at the envelope. He looked back up at Alisa and stared at her quietly, for a long moment. He got it. He understood it. They were, at the very least, friends. There were no hard feelings on Ryan's part, after all, and it was probably better that whoever had power of attorney was someone who wasn't directly connected in Alisa's dealings with Alistaire.

He nodded and then took the envelope, tucking it into his messenger bag. That was going to be a fun conversation with Mellie, if the topic ever came up.

"That's a lot to take in, Alisa," he said. "But alright. Although I'm sure it won't come to that." He took another sip of the Mexican Coke. "But seriously. Get whatever information you can. Take it to SHIELD. Let them handle the nitty-gritty. Heck, maybe they'll even let you become an agent of theirs."

"I know it is a lot to take in, and it was difficult for me to have that done up on short notice. Even more difficult because I had it done under Alistaire's nose." She tapped her own nose. "I will go speak with SHIELD in the morning. It is too risky for me to try and gather anything, so I will just speak to them directly. That means... I cannot go back there, tonight. I mean, I knocked out one of his guards and stole the keycard to get out."

That brought out another sigh. Her hand resting on her hip, the other bringing the coke bottle back to her lips.

"I will have to find a way to spend the next... eight or so hours without being found. I doubt Alistaire had a tracking device put on me, but if he wants to find someone, he knows how to do it."

"Ryan, remind me the next time I wish to go legit, to make sure I am not eyeball deep in shit before doing so."

"Probably that mutant town settlement thing that people have been talking about?" She'd be safe there, right? The Pier was out of the question for all of the obvious reasons, and she clearly couldn't go back to Xavier's. As far as he knew, Alisa also didn't have any contacts with the Avengers. "Or a really nice hotel room that you can rent with a prepaid credit card." He reached out and pulled Alisa into a hug. "You'll be okay. Alistaire can't really hurt you unless you let him."

The best bet, when all of this was over, would probably be for her to let SHIELD take her into witness protection or something. That was the only way she'd ever be able to start fresh and clean, away from everything.

Alisa's arms wrapped around Ryan. It felt nice to hug him, again. It even made her crack a smile, once more.

"He can kill me for real, Ryan. Alistaire has a weapon that not even my powers can protect me from." She really hated to admit that. "Maybe I should just go to SHIELD right now. As it is... I would be safer in their prison than out here or in mutant town. I tend to stick out like a sore thumb."

Her hands moved to touch his biceps, just resting there for a moment as she thought.

"Before I go to SHIELD, can we do one last thing together? For old time's sake?"

"That...depends? I mean. Things are pretty exclusive between Mellie and myself." He quirked up an eyebrow. "What's going on?"

"Wow... your mind went south for a moment." She blinked. "Remember the spot I took you to when we first met. With the view of the Hudson river and the George Washington Bridge? I wanted to go see it one more time with you."

Alisa managed to form a smirk with her lips. her often emotionless face was finally showing more... range of emotion.

"Did you think I would ask for you to sleep with me, knowing that you are in a new relationship? What do you take me for, Ryan?"

"Hey, in these types of situations, that one-last-thing-together usually means that," Ryan said. "So, you know. I was covering my bases before you thought of stealing one, or however that sports analogy works." He reached out and hugged her again. "I would have loved to Alisa, but I've already kept Mellie waiting longer than she should have been waiting. Can I take a raincheck?"

"... sure." That hurt, because she was really worried there might not be a next time. But he did not need to know that. He was going to go see his new girlfriend and be happy. "I would like that very much. Please, do not keep her waiting, Ryan. And have fun."

Alisa gave Ryan one last hug before taking what was left of her coke bottle and heading off in the direction of SHIELD's New York Base... at least she hoped it was the right direction.

"I'll see you soon, Ryan!" She shouted, giving him a quick wave before walking off.

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