[It's their Spider-Man moment, but without all the awkward rain-kissing. Kitty smiles at her friend, reaching out to tap her finger to the tip of his nose.] That's the plan, Elf.
[Why wouldn't he get to come along? New adventures are always so much better when they are shared with friends.
Without thinking, she moves toward the table, crossing her arms over her chest and just sighs. That question again.]
That's... that's the part I'm still figuring out. The typist has no interest in Brian Bendis' weird obsession with me, so the whole Star-Lady thing is out, which means we're kind of at a crossroads. You know, me, though. I like being useful... and right now I am feeling anything but.
Speaking from experience? They're often more trouble than they're worth, but trust me, I've tried that one, too. Well, trying. I just haven't figured out what to do or where to go, y'know?
Bingo! You win a prize! Or, I mean, you would if I had one to give. I think I might have some gummi bears in my purse, but I can't tell you how long they've been in there...
I'll figure it out eventually, though. Just got to figure out what my next, big adventure should be.
Tried it for a hot second, quickly decided it probably wasn't for me. Not to mention the fact that someone felt it was better as a little fling to get back into the dating game after I broke up with Bobby, but not necessarily something long-term. [Typist is a sucker for Piotr/Kitty and, occasionally, Kitty/ALL THE GIRLS, what can we say? Suck it, Bendis!]
I am pretty good with the kids. [Big, cheesy grin and all. Kitty realizes her stint as Professor K could have gone better, but no one died, right? Right? Only lost Scott for, like, 45 seconds!]
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[Kurt appearing nearby, hanging upside down.]
You come out to play?
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Das ist gut. [He hops down easily, righting himself to perch on a table.] Vhere do vhe go from here?
[He's assuming he gets to come with.]
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Without thinking, she moves toward the table, crossing her arms over her chest and just sighs. That question again.]
That's... that's the part I'm still figuring out. The typist has no interest in Brian Bendis' weird obsession with me, so the whole Star-Lady thing is out, which means we're kind of at a crossroads. You know, me, though. I like being useful... and right now I am feeling anything but.
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[He settles crosslegged on the table to talk with her.]
Perhaps to start over is dhe answer? Play someting from dhe beginning? My writer, she vings it most of dhe time. Not knowing dhe comic books.
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That wasn't a vampire pun, I swear.
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I'll figure it out eventually, though. Just got to figure out what my next, big adventure should be.
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Suck it, Bendis!]no subject
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You really are.
...Our lives aren't safe. But you can make them feel that way.
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