Regulation wear. God she hated it. It wasn't like she would have chosen anything different if she'd had a full closet. She wasn't a fashionista. But wearing the same-old same-old all day and night got old. The steel-toed combat boots were fine. The tank tops were fine. The camos though, drove her nuts, as did the jacket. She'd lost the jacket
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She just needed to figure out how they all weaved together. How the X-program found them all so easily.
"You know, there are better places to work." This one, seemed a lot like Rogue; find a corner and claim it.
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"Yeah, like my room. Unfortunately, I was told to get out of my room for a bit." She held up her fingers to make a quote sign. "'Socialize'. Apparently it's healthy or something."
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There was a slight shrug from the thief, Foxx could at least put on a show. "Guess they might have a point though." She offered out her hand, standing just in front of the girl, hand reaching over the laptop. "I'm Foxx, that counts as socializing."
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Taking the woman's offered hand, she gave it a shake. "Kat." she answered, nodding and closing the laptop. She pushed herself to her feet and tilted her neck, stretching it. "I should probably do something else. This..." she gestured to the laptop tucked in her arm. "Isn't working."
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