|Kitty Pryde (shadowenpointe) wrote in no_good_deed,|
@ 2011-04-05 09:32:00
|Entry tags:||incomplete, shadowcat|
Who: Kitty OTA
What: Kitty discovers Lorna is gone and tries not to assume the worst.
When: After her first class in the morning.
Where: Second floor, will travel.
Rating: I assume no higher than PGish.
It came as no surprise to Kitty when she found herself lacking in the sleep department in the days following Theresa's return to Ireland. The girls had shared a room for so long that she'd gotten used to having a roommate again. Not having someone right there to talk to or just chill and watch something silly on tv before sleep took over was lonely. It was one of those things that made her realize the old adage about not appreciating what you had until it was gone was true. At least in this case. She kept waking up and realized it was the lack of noise that was doing it. Terry always had a fan on, or the computer at least. And she was a soft snorer. She was going to have to get used to sleeping in quiet once again.
Her class that morning was more personal work with Kitty walking around and offering help when it was needed. One student was missing, and while it wouldn't have been a matter of concern in a normal school, a missing student at Xavier's meant they needed to be checked on.
Once class was over, Kitty stayed behind a few minutes to explain homework to those who wanted to make sure they really understood what they were supposed to do, then made her way upstairs. With Lorna occupying the room right next to hers, she knew how often Magneto visited the girl to help with her headaches. Perhaps he'd been late to their session today and that was what held her up. Either way, she needed to know. So, after pausing to drop her laptop and folders off in her own room, she stood before the closed door to Lorna's room and knocked.
"Lorna," she called softly. "It's me, Kitty. May I come in?"
This was a familiar routine. When the green-haired mutant first arrived she'd pretty much lived in her room. Her headaches were so bad that they nearly incapacitated her. Kitty, being the girls' RA and the mothering type, checked in on her frequently with the same greeting at her door. The visits had become less and less frequent upon the arrival of Erik, but with Lorna's missing class, Kitty had to make sure the girl was all right. A reply was always given in the form of permission to come in, even if it was quiet, and even if Lorna really didn't want company. So when no answer came at all, Kitty frowned and knocked again.
This time when there was still no answer, she said she was coming in and turned the knob to open the door. Lorna's room was tidy as usual, books put away, bed made, light off when she wasn't in there. So if she wasn't sick, where was she? Kitty flicked on the light to see if there was a note or anything, a clue to her whereabouts. The only thing out of place that she could see was the tiny box for Lorna's worry balls missing. That was a little odd. She thought back to when the last time Erik passed by her door, a little alarmed at realizing it was the day before yesterday.
Perhaps it was hyper-vigilance on her part, but Kitty felt her teacher and friend instincts quickly being replaced by those of a seasoned X-Man. She went to the nightstand and pulled the top drawer open. iIt was empty except for a few sheets of stationary, misshapen paperclips, and a pen. A search of her closet proved Kitty's worst fears. The Catholic uniforms Lorna was so fond of wearing were gone, as were the other few items the girl had collected since coming to Xavier's. Which meant Lorna was no longer there.