<div class="floatleft">(http://i932.photobucket.com/albums/ad163/Caliesil/KittyPryde_zpsc000cb9d.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Kitty Pryde<br/><strong>Location:</strong>X-Jet Canada<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pic<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kurt, Remy, Betsy, Logan and Jen<br/><hr/><br/>"And isn't that what matters?"  Kitty said looking to Gambit with a mischievous smile, she going back to the controls and wondering what exactly it was he had done to push Rogue away again.  Trying to figure those two out was like trying to figure out the plot of a soap opera, cheesy music and all.  Then again, as she thought of that she was somewhat forced to take a mental look in the mirror.  Her own love life wasn't exactly with out it's outlandish events.  Christ, look at her now, jetting out of the country and save her freaking juggernaught juiced ex.  If that didn't fall into the category of fucked up, she didn't know what did.  So giving a quick glance back to the Cajun, she figured maybe his love life wasn't so laughable after all...Or that it was, but that hers was just as bad.  Dammit, this why she'd gone on her little vacation, to avoid crap like this.<br/><br/>It was then that Betsy made the link with her mind, she feeling the beauty set up defenses in her head, the soft buzz of mental activity going through her.<em>Don't be digging around too much in here Bets</em>, she thought, her focus going back to flying the jet.  They were near right on top of their location.  Taking a look at her instruments she looked for an appropriate landing spot.  Seeing a vent that would suit their purpose she gently maneuver the jet and set them down.<br/><br/>"Okay.  Party time."<br/><br/>Continued here http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=192392.msg9452991#new<br/><br/>