The replica of Storm sneered gently as she watched mutants come and go, it was disgusting really, but luckily enough, that visored man was gone, this was her playground now. How pathetically predictable these mutants were, so naive and so very trusting, all because she wore the skin of their ally. An eyebrow flickered as a small child tugged on her arm, she slid ice blue eyes to the child in question and hissed at it from between perfect white teeth, the child's eyes widened and it shrunk away from her, much better.
She tipped her head to the side as the voices of her superiors rang in her ears, a smile curled the full lips, this woman she took after appeared to be blessed with, upwards. She shook the white hair back before she headed down the steps, her booted feet making a resonating sound as she strode along very confidently. Her partner was taking care of the one called Kitty, she was to take care of the ones in this place, and then the one they called Cyclops, this would be simple, how difficult could children be?
Pulling open the door, she left the building for the moment before she raised her arm, fingertips slid into the skin, pulling it apart for the moment before they removed what seemed to be small flashing disc from under the skin itself. She smiled to the sight of it, turning, she placed it against the building's wall, and fiddled with the controls, the lights soon turned red and she stepped back, an all too pleased smirk curled the tips of her lips upwards.
It would only be a matter of a hour before the Sentinels located her signal and followed it to this building.