Black tea, her mind instantly translated from German.
Mystique gave a languid trace of her hands over the sleek curves of sides, down over hips, to her thighs. The message was clear: No pockets.
Still, she would shift into Raven's original outfit slips her hands into the pocket of her brown jacket when--
Those blue eyes widen in astonishment her hand withdrew a left pocket, the image of Raven melting away back into Mystique as she opens here hand. There, in her palm, rest a small silver key with "St. Johns" and on the other side '3rd floor, No 8" etched into the side.
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Mystique gave a languid trace of her hands over the sleek curves of sides, down over hips, to her thighs. The message was clear: No pockets.
Still, she would shift into Raven's original outfit slips her hands into the pocket of her brown jacket when--
Those blue eyes widen in astonishment her hand withdrew a left pocket, the image of Raven melting away back into Mystique as she opens here hand. There, in her palm, rest a small silver key with "St. Johns" and on the other side '3rd floor, No 8" etched into the side.
"That's not possible."