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Illyana Nicolievna Rasputina (ex_darkchyld899) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

"How old are you?" Illyana asked in return, her smile turning just a little sly. He was smooth, far smoother than 'Berto (not that it was hard, in her opinion), but not as slimy as some of the boys from the Hellions. Flattering though it was to have someone flirt with her, the only thing she really knew about him was that he had known Piotr. So, of course she assumed he was closer to Piotr's age than her own. Not that it ever bothered her best friend Kitty to date an older man, or it bothered her that the older man in question was her brother.

When he asked about how they were getting to the church, her sly smile widened. "Just watch," she said. It took a bit more concentration than she was used to to make her Stepping Disc large enough to take the couch with it, but she managed. "Next stop," she said, letting the Disc engulf them all. Less than a second later, but long enough for Illyana to feel the sickening "home" feeling of Limbo, they reappeared inside the main entryway of the church. "Church," she finished. She looked up at Gambit, wondering how he would react to the teleport. It might not be that disturbing for him, since they spent so little time in Limbo.