<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/29/KPAv.jpeg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Katherine "Kitty" Anne Pryde<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Shadowcat<br/><strong>Dorm Assignment:</strong>Floor 3 | Room 2<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Auditorium<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Light Purple Blouse | Black Knee-Length Skirt | Black Flats<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 2nd | Early evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Victor<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Arthur | Dani | Jean<br/><hr/><br/>Yeah. She could admit it. Victor Creed scared her.<br/><br/>The fact that he had seemed ready to just pummel something – or a certain someone to be specific – earlier wasn't just the sole reason for it. Katherine had attended a standard public high school with so many different personalities that it was impossible to name them all. She knew that some people just were more aggressive than others. Rather it was how fast he was able to change from being goofy and awkward to downright<em>feral</em>in what had been a matter of seconds.<br/><br/>Yeah, that was it. Almost like he was an animal that had been pushed into a corner and was ready to do just about anything to find it's way out. Anything. Usually, when someone just happened to flip mindsets like that meant they were mentally unstable to a certain degree. What did he call it? Anger issues? If that wasn't an understatement, she sure as hell didn't know what was.<br/><br/>But, hey, wasn't that a reason they all were recruited? To push through those fears to try and become people worthy of saving the world. While Director Fury hadn't exactly said those words, she had recognized the undertones in his speech and figured that they could easily apply here, to something as simple as this. If Kitty couldn't get past being intimidated by Victor just because he had come across as a savage for just a quick moment, how was she ever going to do the stuff that the Avengers did during the Battle of New York?<br/><br/>Still...it was something much easier said than done. There was a mental note there to ask the Captain one of these days if he was scared during the alien attack although she filed it away for later. Instead, she settled with nodding at Creed's acceptance of the napkin, trying her best to keep eye contact to show that things were okay now and that there were no hard feelings between them. It helped that he seemed actually sincere in his explanation, his voice quiet, the look on his face making it clear that he felt somewhat sorry for going off like that.<br/><br/>Clearing her throat a bit before she gave her response, fingers beginning to absentmindedly tap a little beat against the nearby table. “You'll be alright.” Kitty nodded, mostly aimed at herself than him now that she thought about it. Seemed like her words were not just meant for him but for herself as well. “Remember what the Director said? This place is going to help you – help us all – control what we can do. Whatever that is or even means.”<br/><br/>“Plus, we all have our own little issues and quirks. Have you seen Tony Stark on TV? That guy's ego is practically the size of that skyscraper he had built in New York.” Her shoulders came up in a shrug, as if she couldn't explain it herself. Being<em>special</em>didn't just mean that they could fly around like Megan or change their size like Cassie – it seemed to apply to everyone's personality being unique as well. “I mean, even<strong>Danielle</strong>probably has her own truckload of...”<br/><br/>She paused for a moment when she realized that the girl in question had managed to leave the auditorium rather abruptly. Letting out a sigh, her gaze returned to Victor. “Well, let's just hope she's doing okay. Maybe after some rest you guys will end up finding out that you have more in common than you think.” Was it wishful thinking? Yes. But, if she wasn't going to try and be optimistic about it, who was going to?<br/><br/>Rest...rest sounded good.<br/><br/>“Anyways.” Her fingers stopped their tapping, the little awkward beat finally coming to an end as Katherine took a deep breath. “I should, y'know...” Kitty's head nodded towards the exit of the auditorium. “...head out. We all have a long day tomorrow from the looks of it.” It was hard not to wince when she remembered the entire schedule. Thankfully, she hadn't really come up with a decision in regards to any actual elective training so she didn't have to be up at the crack of dawn but that didn't mean she could skip out on everything else. She began to head off, pausing as if contemplating something, before she turned to face him, a small smile on her face. “Just...if you plan on...<em>hulking</em>out, you might want to invest in stretchier shorts.”<br/><br/>God, she sucked at making jokes. She really,<em>really</em>did. Hopefully it lightened up the mood a bit for him although she figured that a groan was more appropriate. As Kitty began making her way back out towards the back to leave, she caught the eye of<strong>Arthur</strong>and<strong>Jean</strong>, giving the two a quick grin as well raising a hand to wave goodbye with the fluttering of her fingers. While she had been full of nerves, unsure about this whole A.C.E. thing, she had to admit to herself that this group wasn't a bad one. Yes, some had their differences. But, hey, what team got along perfectly? In the end, she just knew that, for the first time in a long time, she could go to sleep without staring at the ceiling for most of the night. They would do great. She was sure of it.<br/><br/>She was so deep into her thoughts that it took her a couple of seconds to even register that she had forgone opening the exit doors and had just walked straight through them.<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>~End Scene for Kitty~</em></div>