The warehouse district- Saturday afternoon
Kitty hadn't especially needed radio to figure out something was up on the island. No, she'd figured that out around the time Derek ended up stripping on the stage of her bar, because it had a stripper pole now. And that didn't even count strangers having an opinion on- or apparently watching- her love life. Whatever it was, she assumed it was one of those weird weekends where everyone went insane and it all fixed itself by Monday's classes, so as long as none of it seemed to be affecting her, she was going to try and keep to the less populated areas of town and try to avoid the weirdest stuff today.
Of course taking a walk around the warehouse district meant that she ended up watching a fight between some random astronauts and equally random cavemen, which, okay, had been kind of entertaining since no one was doing any actual fighting. This is what happened when the fic writers didn't know how to write fight scenes. Mostly what they did was yell dramatic things at each other while shaking what looked like Roman spears, because someone had also not done their research. Like at all.
And then came the part where a caveman finally threw a spear, probably due to caveman temper or something, and totally missed any any all astronauts to hit Kitty in the side. Not only did it seem like it'd been specifically aimed at her for no reason, but it hit her where it wouldn't do any real permanent damage, but would still hurt like hell. Which it did. It totally, totally did.
Since the cavemen and astronauts had started wandering off to argue elsewhere, Kitty had to sit down and try to fix this. Normally it'd be easy: she could phase the spear out without causing any more damage, then head on over to the clinic while phased because she couldn't bleed when she wasn't solid. The problem with that was that she'd mostly been unable to phase since yesterday since someone didn't seem to get how her powers worked.
So for the moment she was going to sit here against the wall of the warehouse and try to figure out what to do about this. Stupid cavemen. Now she knew who she rooted for in that time-honored debate.
[For one!]
Of course taking a walk around the warehouse district meant that she ended up watching a fight between some random astronauts and equally random cavemen, which, okay, had been kind of entertaining since no one was doing any actual fighting. This is what happened when the fic writers didn't know how to write fight scenes. Mostly what they did was yell dramatic things at each other while shaking what looked like Roman spears, because someone had also not done their research. Like at all.
And then came the part where a caveman finally threw a spear, probably due to caveman temper or something, and totally missed any any all astronauts to hit Kitty in the side. Not only did it seem like it'd been specifically aimed at her for no reason, but it hit her where it wouldn't do any real permanent damage, but would still hurt like hell. Which it did. It totally, totally did.
Since the cavemen and astronauts had started wandering off to argue elsewhere, Kitty had to sit down and try to fix this. Normally it'd be easy: she could phase the spear out without causing any more damage, then head on over to the clinic while phased because she couldn't bleed when she wasn't solid. The problem with that was that she'd mostly been unable to phase since yesterday since someone didn't seem to get how her powers worked.
So for the moment she was going to sit here against the wall of the warehouse and try to figure out what to do about this. Stupid cavemen. Now she knew who she rooted for in that time-honored debate.
[For one!]