Well, it was a reasonable decision. She did have a tendency toward backstabbing--both literal and not. There was a lot she could say about Logan, but at least he had a good portion of common sense.

The building didn't seem too old, but god there were a lot of creaking and soft static like there were speakers hidden in the walls playing a radio station that was out of range. "God, I hate this place." Raven saw movement in the distance, and shot first, asking questions later.

It was a rat. Now a dead rat. She glanced back at Logan and shrugged like a kid that accidentally did something they didn't take any responsibility for.

When they start moving again, she made a mental note to relax despite this building doing every goddamn thing to make her nervous and unsettled. She also didn't notice any cameras which made the feeling of being watched that much more strange. "Even if we don't find anyone, I want to know what the hell is up with this town. People don't just get up and walk away from a perfectly good place all at once."

Mystique is a dick. The biggest dick. Apparently more so when terrified. "I wish Victor was here."