<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/lijahlover/14134672/144810/144810_600.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kitty Pride | Shadowcat<br/><strong>Location:</strong>First floor of the Mansion, watching outside<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 4th, 21:20<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Salvation, Meticulous, OPEN<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Watching a tableau unfold<br/><hr/><br/>The discussions in the common room had basically forced Kitty to leave. She didn't want to fight, but Rogue was getting on her nerves. Yes, something bad had happened, and it was headed here. But even something like Salvation (what a shitty name, it should be more like "Genocide") couldn't possibly be stupid enough to attack this many mutants at once? No, it seemed really calculating. Perhaps all it was doing was just sropping off the girl he had so savagely beaten.<br/><br/>Remembering the attack (for it was still fresh in her mind) had her shivering. A glance around was made to see if anyone noticed. It was then that she heard something outside....a jet? A rocket? She paled slightly as she realized what it was. IT was here. Salvation. He had made good on his report, and as Kitty looked out the window, she saw him. Them.<br/><br/>The crunch of heavy feet in the gravel drive was muffled by the window, and Kitty could only watch as he stopped a respectable distance away. Kitty half expected him to drop the girl off and leave. But he didn't. He was just standing there. It was eerie. And Kitty didn't realize it fully, but she was holding her breath, watching the tableau unfold. This of course proved an issue, because holding her breath allowed her to pass through solid objects.<br/><br/>Half her body wasn't outside the mansion before she truly realized what was happening. Quickly she drew herself in, gasping as she realized her folly. She wouldn't have been seen until she had passed fully, but there might have been a chance she had been noticed. She stood stock still, watching through e window, waiting.