It's Morphin' Time!

You decide you want the mutant known as Mystique. Once again utilizing the power cosmic to excell light speed, you are instantly tooken to the location of a strange two-story mansion. The lights are on, but noone is home, at least, at a first glance. You poke your head through the wall, phasing through it, and find the a rather fat, gray haired man, back turned, using a laptop. He appears to be typing franticlly, as if trying to find something.

It doesn't look like its the blue mutant you are looking for, but you know better. Phasing entirely into the room silently, you see the man has stopped her typing, and tilts his head slightly. Without warning, the man turns into a blue skinned figure, whipping accross the room to deliver a half leap, half punch to your neck. You side step the ill-though out room, and she crashes into a nearby recliner.

She looks up, then seems to recognize you, as you are rather famous through the Marvel Universe. "Wait... the Silver Surfer?? What the hell are you doing here?" You eye her body, now in its base form. She has blood red hair, and deep blue skin. She wears a small white tank top and tight leather pants, along with combat boots. You watch as she adjusts herself, and you find her mind harder to read than others. Mostly because of her twisted, confusing life. Or rather- lives.

You step towards her and say...