<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://blogs.psychcentral.com/creative-mind/files/2013/08/EmmaWatson5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rahne Sinclaire<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mansion Grounds<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Saturday, Sept. 2, 2017: Evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kitty Pryde | Shadowcat, Semi-Closed (PM about scene before entering)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Rahne is upset.<br/><hr/><br/>Rahne flinched away when she felt someone touch her. She didn't look to see who it was, or consider that the touch was gentle and meant to be comforting--she simple pulled away, turning away from Kitty as if she expected a blow to come. It wasn't a fair reaction, but it was what she was used to, after growing up how she had in the orphanage.<br/><br/>"Don'...Don' touch me..." she muttered out. Tense, and cautious, she glanced over at the girl that had followed her. She didn't know Kitty Pryde that well, despite having been there for a year. She knew of her from Laura, the girl was on the X-Men team, and cold walk through walls. The brief moments of interaction they'd had before had left them at odds over opinions. The same opinions that had Markus start this up, so, she was sure this would go no better.<br/><br/>"Ah'm fine..." she muttered, in a bold-faced lie, "Just leave m' alone..." The very last thing she wanted to hear was what she was sure she would hear. If she just shifted, she could rip these off on her own. She was significantly stronger as a wolf, a few leather straps would be nothing to her claws. That would just feel like validating everything Markus had done, though. And, well, shifting there in the yard would ruin her clothes, and make a bad situation even worse...