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"Never use a door when you can make one on your own,"
Kitty couldn't help but smile when Lance let her know that he agreed with what she had said about not letting anyone stop her from seeing him. She may have been young and suffered from the occassional blond moments but she wasn't naive enough to think that no one was going to try. But while most of the male mutants - and also some of the female ones - that she knew were going to try to convince her that she was too good for Lance, or that he just wanted to get in her pants - which she was ninety-nine point nine, nine, nine percent sure he didn't - she had the feeling that Professor Xavier would be more concerned about her safety when she was with the Brotherhood mutant. He was, afterall - as he had proven this morning - one of those dangerous mutants. Kitty was positive he wasn't going to hurt her though, and even if he did try she thought herself more than capable of being able to look after herself. Because she was, afterall, a mutant who could walk through walls, and whilst that didn't make her dangerous it made her very good at protecting herself, why the others didn't see that, though, she had no idea.
When Avalanche rose to his feet Katherine did the same, her arms reaching out instictively to catch whatever he had just thrown in her direction. When the set of keys landed in her small hands she stared at them in wide-eyed horror. She didn't need to be a mind reader to know what he was about to propose. Swallowing visibly and tucking a loose strand of chocolate brown hair behind her ear her brown eyes rose to meet his. While Kitty did enjoy the buzz she got from driving she knew she wasn't exactly the best at it. The last time Logan had agreed to sit in the passenger seat while she was behind the wheel she had done quite a bit of damage to the vehicle. Lance didn't look worried though, but then again he had never seen her drive before. 'You can do this, Kitten,' she assured herself, chewing on the inside of her cheek anxiously, 'Lance isn't going to let you crash,' "Alriiiiight," she agreed heristantly.
Holding the keys securely in her closed fist she took Lance's hand with her free one, towing him out of the still music-less club and down the sidewalk towards the parking lot before she could change her mind. "Warning you now though; I'm not very good," she told him, it was only fair that she warn him about her driving skills - or lack of them - if he was going to let her behind the wheel of his jeep.
"What's'a matter, you never seen a teen-age all-American ghost before?"
Everything is so fragile.
There’s so much conflict, so much pain…
You keep waiting for the dust to settle then you realise this is it:
The dust is your life going on.
If happy comes along, that weird unbearable delight that’s actually happy—
“I think you have to grab it while you can.
You have to take what you can get.
Cause it’s here, and then…
Gone”
There’s so much conflict, so much pain…
You keep waiting for the dust to settle then you realise this is it:
The dust is your life going on.
If happy comes along, that weird unbearable delight that’s actually happy—
“I think you have to grab it while you can.
You have to take what you can get.
Cause it’s here, and then…
Gone”
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"Never use a door when you can make one on your own,"
By the time Bobby got to Kitty's room the young girl was already in tears, her knees pulled up to her chest under the covers and her head in her hands as she jerked violently with each choked and painful sob. She couldn't believe that he had killed her, she should have seen it coming with the increasing levels of pain he had caused her each time she had dreamt about Alcatraz, but she had never actually thought he would end up killing her. "Lights out, p***y cat," the words still rung in her ears, but as bad as that was the thing that made it worse was the pain in her head that made it almost like he had smashed her head against the wall.
When Bobby burst in she looked up, startled. Up until then she had completely forgotten about Bobby's promise to stay with her, she had forgotten everything that had happened with them that day, even the stunt he had pulled with the needle. It had just been like any other night when she had managed to fall asleep. Except this time she had died. Her bottom lip quivered as she looked at him, realising that he must have heard her scream and come running from wherever he had run off to.
"What's'a matter, you never seen a teen-age all-American ghost before?"
Everything is so fragile.
There’s so much conflict, so much pain…
You keep waiting for the dust to settle then you realise this is it:
The dust is your life going on.
If happy comes along, that weird unbearable delight that’s actually happy—
“I think you have to grab it while you can.
You have to take what you can get.
Cause it’s here, and then…
Gone”
There’s so much conflict, so much pain…
You keep waiting for the dust to settle then you realise this is it:
The dust is your life going on.
If happy comes along, that weird unbearable delight that’s actually happy—
“I think you have to grab it while you can.
You have to take what you can get.
Cause it’s here, and then…
Gone”
{{Sorry it took so long to get up.}}
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"Never use a door when you can make one on your own,"
It was hard, being an X-Man and a teenager at the same time. But no one had said it would be easy, a lesson they had all had to larn once they had put on the black leather suits and made the decision to risk their lives at Alcatraz for their fellow mutants. No one had asked them to do it, heck they could have all just stayed at the mansion and watched the battle on the evening news from the safety and comfort of the living room. But they had all chosen to risk their lives and powers for the good of mutant and human kind alike, a choice Kitty hadn't realised she had made until just a few minutes ago when she had woken up. Of course she had known that she risked getting hurt when she had donned that suit for the first time, but until now it hadn't sunk in that she could have died. That scared the sixteen-year-old most of all, she could be dead, right now, instead of just sitting in her bed being comforted by who was sure to be the best boyfriend in the world - even if he had done that stupid thing with the needle. Her body could have been lying next to Xavier's, Scott's and Jean's instead of moving around and walking through walls. Suddenly she was very, very aware that the Juggernaut really could have killed her; her dream - well, nightmare - had been the worst-case scenario of what could have happened that night.
Kitty took a deep breath and took her hands away from her tear-stained face, holding her arms out wide, a silent plea for Bobby to come close enough so she could hug him. She needed him, needed to touch him, to make sure he was really there and that she wasn't really dead. Now she realised that she wasn't the only one who could have died that day, Bobby could have, Logan could have, any or all of them could have been killed by the Brotherhood mutants on Alcatraz. They could have all died while she was in the labs looking for Jimmy, she could have walked out of there with Leach in tow only to discover that all her friends and comrades were dead. Kitty shook her head then, as if she could shake those horrible thoughts away, she didn't want to think about what could have gone wrong anymore.
"What's'a matter, you never seen a teen-age all-American ghost before?"
Everything is so fragile.
There’s so much conflict, so much pain…
You keep waiting for the dust to settle then you realise this is it:
The dust is your life going on.
If happy comes along, that weird unbearable delight that’s actually happy—
“I think you have to grab it while you can.
You have to take what you can get.
Cause it’s here, and then…
Gone”
There’s so much conflict, so much pain…
You keep waiting for the dust to settle then you realise this is it:
The dust is your life going on.
If happy comes along, that weird unbearable delight that’s actually happy—
“I think you have to grab it while you can.
You have to take what you can get.
Cause it’s here, and then…
Gone”
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"Never use a door when you can make one on your own,"
Katherine took the back seats as she had been instructed, boucing along in the drivers seat and the car shot forward then jerked to a stop again every few hundred kilometers. She was biting down on her lip so hard that she had almost worn a hole in it and her brown eyes were stinging as if she had just sprayed her perfume into them because she was too scared to let them close for even a second. Her knuckles were white because she was griping the steering wheel so tightly and her hands were starting to cramp. She was so focused on concentrating on not phasing through the street signs and instead going around them like a normal person that she didn't notice that the man in the passenger seat was holding on for his dear life.
After twenty solid minutes of bounding down the back roads like a child in a game of bumper cars Lance's prized jeep finally came to a stop outside Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters, albeit a few feet from the gutter. The vehicle was completely unscathed but the same couldn't be said for the young driver who was likey to have a bruise on her stomach from banging into the steering wheel everytime she had put her foot on the brake. Nevertheless this driving session had certainly gone better than the last. Withdrawing the keys from the ignition and tossing them into Lance's lap Kitty swivelled on the seat to face him, hoping to strike up a conversation - anything to delay the inevitable. "So, how did I go?"
"What's'a matter, you never seen a teen-age all-American ghost before?"
Everything is so fragile.
There’s so much conflict, so much pain…
You keep waiting for the dust to settle then you realise this is it:
The dust is your life going on.
If happy comes along, that weird unbearable delight that’s actually happy—
“I think you have to grab it while you can.
You have to take what you can get.
Cause it’s here, and then…
Gone”
There’s so much conflict, so much pain…
You keep waiting for the dust to settle then you realise this is it:
The dust is your life going on.
If happy comes along, that weird unbearable delight that’s actually happy—
“I think you have to grab it while you can.
You have to take what you can get.
Cause it’s here, and then…
Gone”
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"Never use a door when you can make one on your own,"
Katherine pursed her lips and frowned, 'No phone? Damn.' Her plans on how they would be able to make the best out of their new relationship as well as making it easier and thus safer for both partied by using the simply communcation device had just gone down the metaphorical toilet. 'Oh well,' the brunette mutant sighed inwardly. Of course she could have always given him one of the phones from the draw dedicated to the small electronic devices in her bedroom, but since he had also informed her that he hardly even knew how to use voice mail she fingured that that effort would go to waste. How ironic, a computter whiz dating a man who barely knew how to work a gadget at basic as a mobile telephone. It wasn't the only thing ironic about their relationship though...Unfortunately.
Crete? Now where had she heard that before? Thinking back Katherine vaguely recalled something about Avalanche's past in a file she had read, something that had mentioned the Greek city, Crete. But beyond a few meaningless words Kitty couldn't remember what had been so significant about the place other than Lance having immigrated from there. Shadowcat shrugged off the phone related statement, banishing the plans from her head before they could really get started. "Oh well," she said outloud this time, trying hard to hide the disappointment from her voice. She turned her brown eyes back to the front, staring out the windshield, her thin arms hugging her small frame.
The young mutant knew it was time to go, time to get out of the jeep and go find Logan, time to admit that her and Lance were now officially - 'cause it had been rumoured that they had been before - dating, but she still did not want to have to go through with it. To put it simply; Katherine was pertrified. She was too afraid to go tell her father figure that she was now dating one of his sworn enemies, because of what he would think, because of what he would do. She knew she had to though, she knew it was going to happen in the forseeable future, no matter how badly she wished it wasn't, no matter how long she tried to put it off. But Kitty still wracked her brain for something to say, anything that could get a conversation going, anything that would delay the inevitable. Unfortunately she was coming up short, unable to think of anything. So she just sat there, in the driver's seat of her boyfriend's jeep, hoping that the said boyfriend would either come up with something to say or chicken out of the whole thing all together and agree that they should keeo their relationship a secret.
"What's'a matter, you never seen a teen-age all-American ghost before?"
Everything is so fragile.
There’s so much conflict, so much pain…
You keep waiting for the dust to settle then you realise this is it:
The dust is your life going on.
If happy comes along, that weird unbearable delight that’s actually happy—
“I think you have to grab it while you can.
You have to take what you can get.
Cause it’s here, and then…
Gone”
There’s so much conflict, so much pain…
You keep waiting for the dust to settle then you realise this is it:
The dust is your life going on.
If happy comes along, that weird unbearable delight that’s actually happy—
“I think you have to grab it while you can.
You have to take what you can get.
Cause it’s here, and then…
Gone”
