Pyro / Shadowcat
Kitty was watching the ship she'd destroyed fall out in the desert when John camw down to meet her crowing about something she maybe should have heard before he was telling her about something someone had said about him. And she couldn't help but grin at his cheek, "Well I guess it's a good thing you went back for them, huh?" She teased him.
This whole thing was a mess, the aliens the civilians who couldn't seem to quite get it in their heads that they should be inside, the damn heat. All of it. Kitty didn't like fights like this, that felt like they were just doing their best, scrambling to make it through and save as many as they could rather than having a real plan.
But it was the hand they'd been dealt so they were going to do their best with it.
And then she saw an alien behind them, raising a pistol in their direction and she didn't think as she moved, reaching for John and pushing sending the both of them toppling and hitting her head on some rubble before she'd begun to phase them both. She felt dazed, but not enough to take her sights off the creature that had tried to kill them both and once she was sure John was down she took off toward it, heedless of the throbbing pain in her head or the blood that was now rolling down the side of her face and just before she reached it she picked up the broken remains of some sort of pipe and phased it through the creature letting it unphase while she held it through the creatures head.