Re: Gibs & Storm, opening to Elixir
Kyle grunted at the phone, not a clear answer, but to those who knew him, it did the trick. He did not press end, did not flip the phone closed, he simply thrust the phone behind him before he jumped forward, covering ground on all fours now. Storm would call in the team as needed and the girl would be seen to by someone. Hopefully not the creepy fucking doc, Gibs still hated him.
Blue eyes were intense as he strained his senses, sniffing down the target. His claws were extended and tearing at the floor as he ran, he on alert and ready for a fight. His lips were pulled back, showing the points of his teeth as he charged through the building, his fur crawling when he realized that he was headed toward Dr Milbury's lab. That just did not bode well at fucking all! Too bad he had thrown the phone, he had the feeling Storm might like to know about this.