Katherine Anne "Kitty" Pryde || Marvel || 616 (phased) wrote in crownplazaic,
Part one went well. Now all Kitty had to do was to somehow remain both adaptable and on guard. Getting him down to her level- in a manner of speaking, was kind of a rush. Especially since she somehow got John to just shut up for a moment, a task she once thought was the epitome of impossible. She was used to the sensation that accompanied her phasing and knew that John wouldn't be. Now all she had to do was capitalize on the momentum of her opening gambit.
Twisting when he vaulted away from her, Kitty landed on her feet and looked for an opening. Kitty was willing to do whatever she could to keep John from landing a hit on her.
"Afternoon, Pyro." She sounded less than enthused. "You can cut the bullshit," she added with a roll of her eyes. "I'd say it's lovely to see you as well, but talk about not measuring up..." With a snort, Kitty let her gaze wander down to settle pointedly on his crotch area. The fact that he felt the need to keep chatting like this was all supposed to happen only made Kitty more determined to kick him somewhere. "Less jawing, Hotman," Kitty snarked while waiting to see what John might do. "I bet you think you're just so amusing," Kitty drawled out as she fell into a more casual stance. Ready to 'be like water' as Bruce Lee famously said. "I'm sure you won't be laughing and cracking jokes when I start tap dancing on your twig and berries."
So he was waiting for her to strike first. "Aww, John, you're such a gentleman," she cooed sarcastically as she took a step towards him.