Just looking for a little trouble (Jono)
Kitty couldn't stay in the apartment for very long. It felt like home, and having a ready made home was both wonderful and disturbing. There were small things that made it feel familiar, a brush, a book, a huge Russian and a deceptively small dragon. She had a job, and she had shown up to the Institute and wanted to get right to work on the gizmos and gadgets that awaited her. The City was trying to seduce her, and that bothered her too. She'd been seduced and twisted by that seduction; she wanted to be able to accept and trust like Piotr did, but it was harder for her.
After getting to know the lab she'd been given, she decided to go for a walk. The walk led her to a bad part of town, which she was somewhat surprised existed. Only somewhat. How could a place so shiny happy have the dark and dirty? Then she remembered there were people who loved the dark, dirty, and shady. Pete was almost one of those, almost.
She didn't realize she'd wanted to find some place dangerous or potentially dangerous until she heard the catcall. The wolf whistle followed.
"Smart, Kitty. Walk right into it." Lockheed was nowhere to be seen; doing whatever dragons did when they could do whatever they wanted - most dragons did not suffer from restrictions. She turned to see a couple seedy types, and were they actually leering at her? She looked down to see that, no, she was not wearing anything that was leer worthy - jeans, tee, and a blazer.
"Okay, fellas. I really didn't mean to..." Had she meant to walk here? To find trouble? "Yeah."