Logan was agitated. That, in itself, was nothing normal, but certain things really set him off. And he prided himself on keeping it contained, on keeping himself in check and under control, which was damned hard when he couldn't get Matty off his mind.

He didn't know her at all, really. She'd dropped in a few times since he'd arrived, long enough that they'd run into each other and circled each other, two ferals sniffing each other out. It hadn't helped that she smelled like the one person in the world he'd enjoy killing, though he'd been quick to separate the two despite the fact she had her father's temper. And then she was gone and he hadn't seen her in over a year, about the time the old school was destroyed.

He didn't have any particular feelings for her for that very reason. He'd been rather neutral to her.

The game out in the woods had definitely made him feel better, less edgy, but that had gotten shot all to hell when she'd kissed him. Had he been putting of some kind of scent? Or had she just seen something she wanted and taken it?

He'd joined Andrew in the Danger Room afterwards, more than happy to slash up some holograms. He'd been able to shut the incident out of his mind until afterwards when he was alone in his room.

He shook himself like an animal, stripped off his clothes, and then sat down in full lotus position. Meditation was one thing that never failed to calm him.

Marie-Ange hadn't done much exploring of the institute since she had arrived. She had spent most of her time focusing on her classes and then working with her powers in her room. However, she knew that she would have to learn the layout of the place sooner or later. Her cards said she would sooner -- and Kitty wanted her to start sessions in the Danger Room so they could measure the extent of her abilities and what she would need help training on.

This would be why she was slowly exploring halls and the rec room late this afternoon. She figured most people were still in classes or busy elsewhere so she wouldn't be bothering anyone as she took her own personal tour of her new home.

Kitty was in a very cheerful mood. No, scratch that. She was in an ecstatic mood.

Andrew had asked her out.

Okay, so, he hadn't said anything about when, much less about where, but the fact of the matter was that he had indeed asked her out. This fact was something that had her walking on air without even having to use her powers.

After she was done with her Computer Science students for the day, Kitty changed and went to one of her favorite places in the institute. No, it wasn't the garage. It was the dance studio.

Dancing was one of the things that had been with her since she was a little girl. No amount of mutant changes or wars or explosions had ever been able to take that away from her. Nothing that had happened had robbed her of this one thing and she would never allow it to. Music and dancing was a part of her and it had been since she was born. Her father told her that his mother had always been a serious dancer, too.

Kitty put in one of her favorite classical CDs -- Tchaikovsky's Romeo and Juliet -- and she took up position at one end of the studio. When the music began, so did Kitty's dance.


[[The door to the studio is open and music can be heard]]