character: Kitty, Pyro setting: NYC subway and then we shall see from there. content: Nothing bad... summary: Kitty runs into someone she least expects.
The subway kinda sucked, especially at this time of day when everyone was just getting off from work. Kitty groaned a little when the transit reached her stop and a flood of civilians came rushing in and out all at once. Eventually she'd have to jump into that mess...eventually. She needed a moment, after all, this could end up tragic if not handled with caution. Slinging her bag securely over her shoulder, the petite woman dove into the wave of people, pushing and shoving (Excuse me! Sorry! Ow!) her way into the car virtually packed to the ceiling. There might've been some phasing through limbs and luggage in the process, but it was hardly noticeable and it saved her from tripping or getting clipped in the face. So.
Gripping one of the metal poles, Kitty pulled herself out of the mass flurry and looked around for an empty seat; the chance of that was pretty slim, sure, but to her amazement luck was in her favor as she spotted one in a corner just a few rows down the aisle. She walked over and smiled at the person seating next to it. "Hey," she gestured toward the spot. "Mind if I sit here?"