Matt Murdock had explicitly told his daughter that as Daredevil’s sidekick, Acrobat could do no adventuring or detective work on her own. Acrobat couldn’t engage directly with the big bads or anything.

Good thing I’m not Acrobat anymore.

She’d had the costume tucked away in the back of her closet. A black and yellow costume, with familiar yellow initials emblazoned across the chest and a horned cowl. It hadn’t been easy, getting that costume together without her father’s knowledge, but Mags had managed. She hadn’t really considered wearing the costume for a long while yet, but with her father incapacitated thanks to whoever had tried to kill him…

And the list of suspects for that dubious honor is longer than Rapunzel’s braid.

ExpandWell, Acrobat had to be retired... )
Primetime punched his fist into his palm. He knew what he and his team needed to do while Propsmaster did his thing. New York City had cameras all over, so this wouldn't be that hard. He stepped out onto the sidewalk, shoving some of the pedestrians out of the way. He didn't care about the yelled protests.

The masked man saw a taxi driving down the street in front of him. He opened up a teleportation disk right under it. The other end of the disk opened above a parked car with a brunette walking toward it. She looked kinda cute, but it looked like that's where a little distracting anarchy could start.
Mrs. Mary MacNeilly's report to the New York State Education Department was far from glowing. Her report caused a lot more concern and shock than normal process usually allowed. They did their research on previous inspections just to see how long this mutant school problem had been going on. Despite their research showing there had never been an issue as large as what was put before them, they had to take action on what Mrs. MacNeilly had reported.

The NYSED informed the superintendent in the district Xavier's was located in of the issue. They also got in touch with Westchester County's office about Xavier's certificate of occupancy due to the structural damage Mrs. MacNeilly had witnessed happening to the school building. With the report of mutants on the grounds the state and county governments got their information squared away before sending representatives to the school with protection from law enforcement. Child Protective Services got into the loop after being informed of a young girl living at the school surrounded by mutants who quite possibly could not control their powers.

As the media got wind of what was coming to a quiet yet secretive school in upstate New York, TV stations sent crews out. Some of the government representatives were glad to talk vaguely about what was happening at the school live. With the cameras aimed to put the people going into the school on film, a TV reporter stepped into the frame.

"This is Samantha Boulevard here not far from the town of Salem Center in Westchester County. Government officials from the New York State Education Department are here delivering a notice of probation for the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning. The school came under scrutiny recently during an inspection by a certified educational inspector. My sources have told me that this school poses as a private institution for education but has been revealed to be habitat for mutants."
There was always a feeling of warmth and camaraderie that exuded from the Xavier Institute. It wasn't that it felt like home, because home was with her dad, who was probably the most awesome dad in the history of dadhood, but the Institute - and the mansion that housed it - always felt like a warm, safe place for Margaret Jacqueline Murdock. Possibly because that's where she'd spent her summers, learning to hone her mutant powers, and making friends who could understand what it was that she was going through.

Though she didn't visit the school much during the school year - Mags attended a boarding school up in Connecticut - she sometimes tried to stop by for a day or so during their week-long spring break. often spending the others with her father, usually operating as Daredevil's trusty sidekick, Acrobat.

Once the gates let her in, she parked her barely-used yellow Vespa and skipped up the steps to the Institute, a friendly smile gracing her pretty features. She wasn't sure if any of the X-Men were around, or if there was trouble brewing somewhere, but given that her dad was busy with some case or another, Mags had decided to pay them a visit. After all, when he got involved in a case that had nothing to do with being Daredevil, there was every chance that he wasn't liable to suit up for an adventure, and Mags still wasn't allowed to go out in costume on her own.

And so here she was, ringing the doorbell.

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