<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/e6/b9/66/e6b966a6fb49c19181d2cb6d597c1b78.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. 5th, 08:00<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Piotr<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Needing a walk after the nights craziness<br/><hr/><br/>She didn't know why, but knowing that her views weren't just tossed off as emotional ravings f a teenager helped. That it was from a man that she had such feelings for was even more so a blessing. Piotr seemed to understand where she was coming from, and that helped a lot.<br/><br/>She took the offered cup, and brought it to her lips for another sip. She had to be careful...drinking on an empty stomach was rarely a good idea. But she rusted Piotr...even if she did secretly hope that he would try something. He thought had her giggling softly, before she handed the cup back.<br/><br/>"I'm not ashamed of what I am. I'm proud that I can use my powers to help people. But it just hurts that they see it as a threat instead of a gift. You know...before I got here, one of the ladies at my church said that I was cursed because god hated me. Fuck her..." a smirk crossed her lips. "Actually don't. She's like...a thousand years old."<br/><br/>As he settled down next to her, she couldn't help but just lean a bit into him. It felt...good. Right. Her head rested against his shoulder, the contact bringing back memories of their encounter in the locker room. Again, Kitty flushed. "As for misery loving company....well, I guess I'd be really awesome company then, though I don't see it."