Pete was also bored out his gourd and restless all get out. Outside of getting his ass kicked by a certain blue member of the populace (although Raven was much easier on the eyes than the rest of the blue people for certain) on Friday and a few visits with Kitty, he'd had bloody nothing to do for five days. It was starting to grate enough he'd taken to actually replying to one of the messages on the intranet.
He understood the basics of the probationary period. Except, of course, not giving them anything useful to do in the meantime. Even grunt work, training, something. Unless they were trying to make them crack by subjecting them to weeks of bloody nothing.
So Wisdom was exploring again. What he could explore without Kit along with him vouch for his lack of desire to run amok and destroy their pretty little haven of electrical power and sturdy walls. Because that made sense as well.
He walked into the third floor common room and just as on Friday, stared for a moment before letting out a wry chuckle. Seemed this was the place to run into old 'friends' as it were. "Fuck me, you would survive the bloody zombie apocalypse," he mused aloud.