<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/e2Z3BBd.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name:</strong>Kindle<br/><strong>Real Name:</strong>Kenna Cochran<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kitchen<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 11:20 AM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rogue, Gambit, Shatterstar, others<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://farm8.static.flickr.com/7539/27863993652_f2ec130028_b.jpg) (https://scontent-atl.cdninstagram.com/vp/c8fc535864009a3edb627adbad3f3ce0/5CBE552A/t51.2885-15/e35/46818701_349651168919393_6680462807931014762_n.jpg?_nc_ht=instagram.fhel4-1.fna.fbcdn.net)</div></div><hr/>Kenna sat down at the table and cut up her french toast into bite-size pieces before she stuck her fork in one and ate it. "Mmmm. Delicious," she mumbled quietly to herself as Remy and Rogue spoke about Mystique. Kenna didn't know much about her, other than the fact that there was a bit of a past. She tried not to pry into people's personal lives, so she didn't know much more than what was offered to her. She, herself, tended to keep her personal life somewhat private and didn't like people prying into her past, so she did the same with others. Sometimes the past just needs to stay in the past.<br/><br/>Her fork poked at a few pieces of french toast as she became lost in her own mind, remembering her own mother on the last day that she had seen her. It was a memory that haunted her, but she stayed quiet about it. Her story wasn't anything compared to some of the others she had heard. She hadn't hurt anyone, nor had she destroyed more than a circle of grass, but seven years later and here she was, getting locked into the same memory as Rogue spoke about her "momma."<br/><br/><em> &lt;&lt;Will Rogue report to the infirmary as soon as possible.&gt;&gt;</em><br/><br/>The intercom announcement snapped her out of it, bringing her back to reality. She turned from the table to look over to Rogue, curious about what was going on. Why would they need Rogue to come to the infirmary? "Do you need company?" she asked, wanting to make sure she would be alright going alone. Perhaps Remy would go with her, but Kenna didn't want to assume so.