<hr/><div class="floatright">(http://www.aceshowbiz.com/images/news/emma-watson-on-perks-of-being-a-wallflower-set.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rahne Sinclair<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Library<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 5th, Noon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kitty Pryde; PM if interested in scene, otherwise, Closed.<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Rahne holes up in a corner of the library for some alone time to read.<br/><hr/><br/>Rahne had not expected that. The sigh made her frown a bit, and the words that followed it made her blink, and sit up a bit straighter. What wasn't flying? Why was Kitty complimenting--Why did the girl just take her picture!? Rahne's eyes widened a bit, and she just stared as the girl across the table from her started to...<br/><br/>To...<br/><br/>Say stuff?<br/><br/>The words didn't quite settle with Rahne. She flinched at the mention of someone beating her, of the criticism of being "Hollywood beautiful," and how none of that was true. The girl likely had no idea how close she was to the first mark. Green eyes flicked down to the table, a hand moving to her neck, playing with the silver cross that hung there on a chain around her neck. It was her nervous tick, her safety blanket, and she hoped it would give her something to say in response to all of this. Instead, all she could manage was to stare at Kitty, only briefly looking at the photo snapped of her. She shook her head as the compliments continued to come, her frown worsening at the mention of a guy dying to kiss them. If only that were the case. That would be natural. Kitty didn't mention girls wanting to...<br/><br/><em>Dammit Rahne, stop it...</em>she scolded herself. With a sigh, she looked up at Kitty as she mentioned their deal. Her mouth opened and closed, struggling to find the words to respond with that didn't violate the rules she had just been given. Because Kitty didn't have to do that, and she was slightly uncomfortable now, but how could she say that? The girl was just trying to help, but, this was somewhat odd.<br/><br/>"It's, um...'The Perks Of Being A Wallflower,'" she said softly, playing it safe and going with that, as Kitty got the title wrong. Then she mentioned how, as mutants, they would always be in trouble. That also wasn't much help, but at least this time, she had something to say. "A mission? You...Ah didn't realize you were an X-Man..." she muttered. So many here wanted to be on the team. She was definitely in the minority that did not, or even want to have a thing to do with her powers. Sighing, though, she shifted some in her seat.<br/><br/>"Ah guess...Um...When...will the dat--movie, Ah mean. When will the movie be?" she asked, managed a small smile. Just go with it, accept it...She did need to get out more and talk to more people, she knew.