<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/1000282429255397377/oi10wjIl_400x400.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Shadowcat</strong></span><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Kitty Pryde<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20<br/><strong>Gender Identity:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>Great Room | Early evening<br/><strong>Description/Wearing:</strong>A dark green dungaree style dress with a red polo top, red and white stripped socks, a jaunty Santa hat is perched on her head and she even managed to find one for Lockheed<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It was during this excessive chaos that a head of brown hair wearing a Santa hat, framing a young face popped out of the wall, Kitty just caught the end of the present attack and the saving of the hot chocolate and smiled. She didn't need to have seen what happened and she could guess quite easily. Kitty slipped from the wall rather unassumingly her friend and companion Lockheed as always perched upon her shoulder. Jean as always watched over the proceeding with an almost military glare. Her eyes alighted on the tray set up for Santa and she breathed in the delicious scent of cookies. Santa must love coming here Kitty though to herself. The mutant made her way to Jean's side and asked the most pressing question. "Have you seen the professor today. Is he well?" All the mutants were concerned over the professors sudden illness, Kitty as one of the youngest seemed particularly upset when she had heard the news.<br/><br/>Of course deep down she knew that the Proffessor wouldn't want anyone to worry, and he especially wouldn't want Christmas ruined. However Kitty needed that extra reassurance that Jean could bring her, before fully emerging herself in the Christmas spirit. Brown eyes stared intently at Jean as if she also had the ability to read minds. Lockheed snorted a small puff of smoke emitted for his nostrils a he shared Kitty's emotions.