throughaphase: (in all seriousness)
It was going to be a full house this weekend between her guests and Clint's, and so Kitty was on her best behavior. This maybe had something to do with the fact that she was a little uncomfortable around her so-called best friend these days, and also something to do with being limited on space and knowing people would be all over the house. Normally she might make a beeline for coffee in the morning, but today she showered and dressed and then made a beeline for coffee.

And while she was at it, she might as well start on pancakes. There couldn't be any weirdness around pancakes, right?

[Open!]
throughaphase: (contemplative)
There'd been a couple days back home, which had involved a reunion with Kitty's formerly dead best friend, a lot of confusion over the story of how, a general uneasy feeling partially because of the story of how (no one should feel good about part of someone's soul getting stolen, let's put it that way), and an argument with Peter about all of it.

And now back at home with some time to process, Kitty said from the couch, "So that was weird."

[For the guy who gets to marry into all this!]
throughaphase: (wtf)
Kitty's phone had died at some point during the week, so it wasn't until she got home and plugged it in to charge that she saw how many calls and messages she'd missed. Peter had tried contacting her upwards of twenty times, which was worrying. But maybe not too worrying, since everyone else hadn't tried? It probably meant no one had died, at least. So Kitty tried calling.

And he wasn't picking up. Dammit, Peter.

So figuring he was on a mission, she called the mansion, since at this point someone had to be able to tell her what was going on. She dialed- she still remembered the number from before speed dial- and waited for someone to pick up.

"Hello?"

When Kitty recognized the voice, she felt like her heart stopped for a minute. She couldn't be hearing that right. "Who's this?"

"Who's asking?" The thing was, in the tone, it sounded like she knew already.

"Kitty."

"Then it's about time," said Illyana.

A moment later Kitty was hanging up to pull up the Portalocity app.

And a moment after that she was dialing the mansion again to explain to a confused Illyana, "I'm so sorry, my brain broke and I jumped the gun on hanging up."

[Establishy!]

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