Day 17: 8:30 am
Who: Illyana and OTA What: Waiting for a Cajun that isn't gonna show Where: In front of the Clock Tower When: Day 17, 8:30 AM Rating: um...pg for now, will change if it goes further Status: Active
Okay, okay, so it wasn't first thing in the morning, but Illyana was trudging outside as soon as she was awake enough to remember that she'd promised Gambit a meeting. She ran her fingers through her hair, deciding that she had to go rooting around later today for a comb of some sort, and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. After pulling on her sandals, she was out and heading toward the clock tower. She'd sort of noticed the monitors around town as she walked, but wasn't quite awake enough to really pay attention to them. TV wasn't usually her thing, anyway, unlike the rest of her teammates, who would never miss their favorite show. What they saw in Magnum, she didn't quite understand.
She came to a stop outside the clock tower and frowned. There was no one around that she could see. "Hello?" she called, eyes darting around for signs of movement. "Gambit? You around?" When she didn't hear a reply, she sighed and plunked herself down on the grass, nearer to the road than the building, and pulled out her journal to scrawl a quick note to the other mutant. She hoped he wouldn't keep her waiting long.