Here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again...
Chase is finally filled with energy from (gasp!) a good night's sleep. The snowball fight (...and the occasional kiss here and there) certainly took it out of him. So when he's finally rested, he's back at his spot at a table, working on a large book of crosswords the Inn seemed to provide. Hey, he's easily entertained and also easily distracted. Feel free to bother him.
Kitty, well, she has seen better days. Curled up on a couch in front of the fire, a blanket pulled close around her, she sniffles. One wouldn't think mutants could get very sick, but perhaps it's the phasing that messes with her immune system. She's got a terrible cold (maybe even the flu, considering her fever earlier) and she's thought about reading to pass the time, but really, she hasn't the will.
Unfortunately, Carla has missed the festivities (save for the wedding, of course) at the Inn lately. This place still boggles her, but she doesn't seem to mind as her own thoughts are roaming elsewhere. She misses home. She loves seeing April, JD, Ben... but she does miss Turk. She's not really reading the magazine in front of her, and she looks quite distant, but she'll pretend for now.
Kitty, well, she has seen better days. Curled up on a couch in front of the fire, a blanket pulled close around her, she sniffles. One wouldn't think mutants could get very sick, but perhaps it's the phasing that messes with her immune system. She's got a terrible cold (maybe even the flu, considering her fever earlier) and she's thought about reading to pass the time, but really, she hasn't the will.
Unfortunately, Carla has missed the festivities (save for the wedding, of course) at the Inn lately. This place still boggles her, but she doesn't seem to mind as her own thoughts are roaming elsewhere. She misses home. She loves seeing April, JD, Ben... but she does miss Turk. She's not really reading the magazine in front of her, and she looks quite distant, but she'll pretend for now.