Who: Lorna and Erik Where: Her Room When: After Dinner Tonight What: Talking (plotty stuffness) Rating: TBD
Lorna was in her pajamas. Alex had been staying in her room, but he was out. Still at dinner? Homework? Power Training? Lorna wasn't sure--it wasn't as if she kept tabs on her man. She trusted him, loved him, and knew he wouldn't be doing anything naughty. She'd had her salad and chicken breast for dinner, and a half of a diet 7-up as a treat after dinner, then came upstairs to wash her face, brush her teeth and get ready for bed.
She was sitting on her bed, fiddling around with the bullet she was studying. It was zooming lazily around the room, and she was stopping it every few feet to change direction or raise or lower it. Christopher would kick every once in a while as she used her powers, making her wonder about him.
She glanced up when she heard a knock at the door. "Come in!"