Kitty Pryde-Barton (
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fandomtownies2013-02-01 02:19 pm
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The park- Friday evening
There were dead people walking around the island, and apparently it was the opposite of what every movie ever told you: it was a good thing. To be honest, Kitty was really excited by the idea. She'd lost a lot of people over the last seven years. One of those deaths had led to her upending her whole life. She wanted the chance to see some of them again. Of course, she'd had to hear about it on radio, rather than running into someone she thought was gone forever. So she'd gotten out, thinking that would be better than staying in her apartment all day, and nothing.
By now she was accepting that anyone who'd have come to see her would have found her right away. Which meant that she just didn't have anyone here.
Still not wanting to go back to her apartment as that way led to wallowing and probably tears, Kitty went to the park and found an empty bench where she could pull her feet up to her chest and just sit for a while. ...And watch the gremlin that seemed to be skating on the lake as if testing whether or not the ice was thick enough-
Nope, it wasn't.
[Boredom won out against common sense in not depressing my characters at work. Come distract me from my headache.]
By now she was accepting that anyone who'd have come to see her would have found her right away. Which meant that she just didn't have anyone here.
Still not wanting to go back to her apartment as that way led to wallowing and probably tears, Kitty went to the park and found an empty bench where she could pull her feet up to her chest and just sit for a while. ...And watch the gremlin that seemed to be skating on the lake as if testing whether or not the ice was thick enough-
Nope, it wasn't.
[Boredom won out against common sense in not depressing my characters at work. Come distract me from my headache.]

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What he did care about was being in view or earshot of his sister. Because you never knew when Fandom would take everything away again.
Such was his life.
"Kitty." Yes, that was in introduction for the lovely lady with him.
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"Oh," she said. "Hi. ...Was that too many words? Did I miss a memo?"
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FYI.
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It wasn't that Coulson particularly liked gremlins. He just didn't want to see any dying by slapstick comedy.
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"It's called a gremlin," Jack was explaining to Irina as he lifted his hand in a casual wave hello at Kitty. "They ... do what they want to do. Don't look it in the eyes when it comes up."
[OOC: Edited twice for reading failure, yes.]<./small>
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"Laura's here." FYI. If you couldn't see or smell her.
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He wondered if Derek was all right with it - it felt like a very raw wound for the island to be poking at -- but that wasn't a question for in front of the girls.
A beat later, he added, "And this is Irina. She was my first girlfriend."
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"Depends on if she punches you." She wouldn't punch you, Jack. Derek just gave Irina a look rather than say hello. Or offer a handshake.
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