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Kitty Pryde ([info]spritearielcat) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-02-04 17:44:00
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Who: Kitty and Piotr
What: Reunion and then relaxing after apocalypse.
Where: Um, meeting in Greece then somewhere in London.
When: Right before Apocalypse and right after.
Warnings: Probably nothing. Hah, I lied.

Kitty was spazing. That was the only word that she could think of to describe the way her thoughts went from one thing to the next only to go back to the last. She ran out of her apartment after she told Piotr she'd meet up with him, only to realize she was in her 'lazy house clothes.' She got back to her apartment and changed quickly, spent ten minutes trying to make her hair look acceptable, changed outfits, tried to decide on if she needed make-up. She finally got out the door and tried to lock the door without her keys, ran back in to find her keys before leaving again. She got out of her apartment building only to realize it was FREEZING outside, ran back to her apartment to grab a coat, swearing it was the last time, and finally got to her car.

She took a deep breath before putting the keys in the ignition and turning. It make that beautiful sound that meant it was working perfectly... the sound it made because Dom fixed it up to run perfectly. Her previously trashy car. But she really didn't need to think of him right now. He was the last thought that should be in her head. He left her. So she didn't owe him a damn thing. She closed her eyes and took another breath before driving to the nearest port key.

It didn't take even twenty minutes before she was in Greece, looking for the address Piotr had given her. She was going to see Piotr again. Soon.


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