Getting out... {OTA}

Oct 17, 2009 03:32

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 ( Read more... )

[content] arrival, ✝ raven 'mystique' darkholme, ✝ katherine 'fade' pryde

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lying_foxx October 17 2009, 11:53:00 UTC
Foxx stopped short, staring at the girl in the corner before smirking and starting to walk again. "Cosy down there?" She'd seen enough of these folks to realise there was something in common with most of them.

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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intangibleuse October 17 2009, 17:22:04 UTC
Glancing up at the unfamiliar face, Kat raised an eyebrow and returned the smirk, though it was half-hearted at best. No reason to waste too much energy being friendly, right?

"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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lying_foxx October 18 2009, 20:03:24 UTC
Foxx smirked at that. "Yeah, right. At the very least you size up the residents. Nothing better than knowing what you're up against."

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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intangibleuse October 19 2009, 03:53:08 UTC
Katherine couldn't help but chuckle at that. At least the girl wasn't giving her some b.s. about humans needing to socialize to maintain a normal life and the such. "That's true enough. I suppose I could just read files, though..."

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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