No Good Deed

Who: Mercury et Banshee
What: Danger Room time!
When: Dec 29th evening
Where: DR
Rating: TBD can't imagine very high.


Agreeing to meet a strange teacher in the danger room for a workout didn't really seem all that peculiar to her. There was no other way to get access and she wanted to test herself against what the school could throw at her. She'd been practicing making swords and maces from her arms in her room, but that wasn't really all that taxing or helpful.

( She glanced at the clock, time to head down. )

Who: Everyone at the mansion
What: A masqued New Year's Eve party.
When: Forward dated to New Year's Eve, obv.
Where: The gym
Rating: Not sure yet

When Kitty contacted Jean-Paul about doing a New Year's masquerade party, she hadn't been expecting her idea would balloon into what she was now witnessing. The gymnasium had been turned into a sort of winter wonderland. The tree had been brought in and was all lit up. Streamers in jeweled tones hung from the ceiling where disco balls spun and threw shards of rainbows everywhere. To one side of the room a sort of buffet table had been set up with every kind of finger food imaginable, as well as some more sensible eating options. There was punch, desserts, fruit, hot water for tea and hot chocolate, and all the paper and plastic good that could be needed. Several circular tables had been set up with chairs surrounding them, all matching the elegant color scheme of the room. The rest of the gym was reserved for the hired DJ and a nice open dance floor. ( Kitty was already excited, and no one else was even there yet. )

Who: Mercury and OTA
What: hitch-hiking into town
When: Wednesday Evening
Where: roadways/in town
Rating: TBD - will update

Another time and place she would be spending these last few days at the mall with friends, trying to buy last minute presents and just enjoying people-watching. She was never one to gossip much, but she did like watching the crowds and seeing how people interacted. That was before her 'cure' started to wear off though, when she still seemed normal, for a time. The few extra years bought by that shot. Those years hadn't been exactly kind, her parents still couldn't embrace their daughter without the image of what she was beneath the soft skin anymore. This year, she was out and about on her own, having started on her way walking from the manse.

( The people at the mansion had been welcoming, kind even. )

Who: Cessily and OTA
What: arrival!
When: Tuesday morning
Where: the front door? and then?
Rating: TBD

( There's always something different going wrong. The path I walk's in the wrong direction. )

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