<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>Danielle | Victor<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>Arthur | Jimmy | Scott | Stephen<br/><hr/><br/><br/>The hand hung in the air, dangling for what seemed like an eternity, before it dropped back down to the table, nervously tapping against the plastic tray that she had put her plate of food on. Katherine chewed on her bottom lip, unsure of how to proceed. In normal circumstances, this would have been a point in the conversation in which the other person would speak up or say something but, then again, what about all of this – all of them – was normal to begin with, right? In this room were people who could levitate objects with their mind or shoot laser beams from their eyes. To think that this would be like interacting with other normal students her age was being<em>way</em>too optimistic. “Okay then.” An exhale. Perhaps he wanted some space. Perhaps. “I guess I'll...see you around,<strong>Stephen</strong>.”<br/><br/>Getting up from the table, tray in hand,<strong>Arthur</strong>came by with the proposal to come join him and a couple others who had found a place to sit together. Giving him a smile and a nod, she let him know that she was coming by soon and watched the English teen walk off to extend the invitation to<strong>Scott</strong>and<strong>the guy in the jacket</strong>. He seemed friendly, if anything, the foreign accent only helping him out in that fact. Excited, even. Definitely one of the people who wasn't intimidated by this whole A.C.E. Program, at least on the outside.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, she began making her way towards where Arthur had pointed, making sure not to trip over her own feet due to the tray in her hands. Who knew that a couple scoops of macaroni and cheese along with a corn-dog could be so heavy? On her way, she found herself walking by<strong>Danielle</strong>and<strong>Victor</strong>, still talking amongst one another and stopped for a moment near the two, wondering what could be so intriguing. A frown crossed her delicate features as she heard the girl mention something about odd squishing. Huh? As curious of a person that she was, Kitty figured that some things might be better off not asking about.<br/><br/>Still, she figured it couldn't hurt to say hi to the two. Dani had come in the same day as she had but the two hadn't really spoken much besides a quick introduction and she didn't know know what the girl's...<em>gift</em>actually was. It seemed like such a weird thing to ask someone. Almost like talking about sexual orientation or questioning an orphan about what happened to their parents. At least that's what it felt like to her. Victor had been there longer than the both of them if she recalled. She had been a little intimidated when she first saw him – the guy was pretty much a giant and completely dwarfed her – he was surprisingly a awkward in a cute kind of way and they got along pretty decently in the short and small conversations they had yesterday.<br/><br/>Raising a hand up in greetings (and nearly dropping her tray in the process although, luckily, her reflexes kicked in), she gave the two a small smile. “Hey you two.” Her eyes went back-and-forth from Dani and Victor before the teasing side of her came out for a moment, a little more comfortable around the two she kind of somewhat knew. “I'm not interrupting anything<em>special</em>am I?” The emphasis on the word was almost impossible to miss but, if it went over a head, the widening grin would have given her away regardless. Hopefully they knew she wasn't being completely serious.<br/><br/>Hopefully.