Mikhail Sorokin (waystoexplode) wrote in the_next_step, @ 2009-04-24 23:23:00 |
|
|||
Entry tags: | jubilation lee/jubilee, mikhail sorokin/concussion |
Institute Hallways, Friday night; Open
Mikhail had become somewhat of a nocturnal creature the past few years. He figured it was something to do with there being fewer people out and about and as a result, it was the best time for him to do all the thinking he didn't want to do during the day. And most of the emo.
He was characteristically quiet as he walked down the hall, making his way from the rec room back to his room. He'd spent most of the day either doing typical teenager things -- though there'd also been an hour-long stretch where Kitty had unleashed him on her motorcycle just to keep him busy and out of her hair. And then he'd done some work with his powers in the Danger Room.
He preferred working in a natural, actual environment, but his power didn't always allow for that. He had to take what he could get, sadly. so while he wasn't terribly thoughtful as he made his way down the hallway, he was restless.