Kitty and Illyana | Museum Madness, 8/7
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ax_mainKitty and Illyana watch the news on the event in Central Park. They're not exactly on the same page about the interpretation, though.
Illyana was lying on her bed, feet up against the wall and hair hanging down over the side, checking her phone updates. Boring, boring... Her forehead furrowed as she caught sight of a topic header about mutants in Central Park.
"Hey, is that field trip thing over yet?" she asked Kitty as she clicked on the link.
Across the room, Kitty had her headphones on, but she was staring at a video on her laptop, all of the blood having drained out of her face as she watched as their classmates clashed with a mob of protesters. "Oh my god," she breathed out loud.
"I'll take that as a yes." Illyana abandoned her attempt to get the video to load, and instead got up and went over to see what Kitty was watching. "Damn, is that Tamara?" The face was blurred, but the wings were definitely their neighbor's.
"And Terry," Kitty breathed, pulling out her headphones so that Illyana could hear the sound of the playback, full force.
"Where's everyone else? Have you seen JM? Or Tommy?" Illyana plopped down on the bed next to Kitty to get a better view with less glare. "Is this live?"
"I think we're catching a delayed feed. It came up on my Twitter notifications about mutants," Kitty breathed. "Can't have happened but like, fifteen minutes ago though."
Illyana wrinkled her nose. "No point in trying to teleport them out, then. And Clarice is there, isn't she?" She thought she'd been on the list, anyway, though she didn't see any sign of the purple skinned - oh. Image inducer, probably. She started watching closer, and pointed as a blur went past the crowd. "There's Tommy."
"Mhmm," Kitty groaned softly. "See the signs disappearing?"
"Okay, that's awesome," Illyana observed, laughing.
Kitty frowned a little. It was awesome, but it was also terrifying. Like, Beauty and the Beast, mob swarming the castle terrifying.
"It's not awesome?" Illyana looked awkward, picking up on the cue that maybe there was something more than - oh. "Oh shit. Tamara's going to blow."
Kitty's hand rose to cover her mouth as she continued to watch - as the crowd nearly boiled over, chaos ripping through the scene.
Illyana put her hand on Kitty's shoulder and watched, mingling horror and fascination. She just wished they could skip to the end and be sure everyone was okay, so she knew which one was appropriate.
By the end of the clip, Kitty couldn't stand it anymore. She grabbed her wastecan and disappeared into the closet so fast she might have been Tommy, before losing her stomach contents a little more quickly than she would have liked.
"What?" Illyana jumped off the bed and raced after Kitty, getting there just in time to pull the other girl's hair back. Or, well, nearly, but it was better than nothing. "What's the matter?"
Kitty nudged Illyana away, embarrassed and wiping a tear from one eye. She grabbed for one of her towels to bury her face in, trying to get her stomach back under control.
"Okay then." Illyana let go of her hair and took a step back, forehead furrowing in confusion. "It looked like everyone was okay. Do you want me to text Tommy and check?"
Finally pulling the towel away, Kitty nudged the wastecan away in humiliation and tucked her arms around her knees, sitting back against the wall of the closet. "No. I'm. I'm sure he's fine."
"Yeah, but you're not." Illyana sat down cross legged on the floor outside the closet. "Talk to me, huh?"
"It's just that, that, that's what's waiting for us," Kitty told her quietly. "And not just the protesters, but the way the others handled it."
Yana bit at her lip. "They...shouldn't have done that?" She sighed. "Help me out here. I'm pretty sure I'd have done the same thing if I could've."
Kitty sighed. "I don't know. Maybe I would have too. But that video? That video's just going to make so many more people hate us."
"Pretty sure they already do. Hate us, I mean." But okay, she could see the point. Illyana grimaced. "They probably should've just left, huh?"
"Or organized a counter-protest," Kitty sighed. "I don't know. That's...just what I would do. I can't tell anyone else how to react to all of that...hate."
"I wouldn't have even thought of a counter protest, so you're one up on me," Illyana admitted. "I just...I probably would've been right up there with Tamara. Maybe teleporting people....elsewhere." She grinned a little and shrugged. "My powers aren't anywhere near as good for confrontations. Probably a good thing."
"But a lot of mutants' powers are," Kitty said quietly.
"Yeah." Illyana was quiet for a long moment, thinking that over, then shook her head. "If they're going to hate us anyway, that's probably a good thing. At least we can defend ourselves."
Kitty wanted to facepalm. Or throw up again. But she ended up facepalming instead. "Yeah. Sure. That's the takeaway here."
"I'm sorry?" Illyana pushed her hand back through her hair and winced at her roommate's reaction. "I think I just have a higher violence tolerance or something. Would it help if I agree that it sucks we might need to?"
"Would it help if I agree that at least we have the tools to defend ourselves should the need come to that?" Kitty asked back.
"And that you and I can just, y'know, get the hell out. Because we're awesome that way," Illyana added emphatically.
Kitty gave her a weak smile. Because, you know, she'd just freaked out and barfed in a can in her closet.
Illyana sighed and got to her feet, then held her hands out to help Kitty up. "Come on. Go brush your teeth, you'll feel better. I'll get rid of the garbage can." She grinned a little. "We can always just steal someone else's."
Kitty nodded, and glanced back over at her computer. "Then you should maybe check on Tommy."
"I'll send him a text," Illyana agreed. She made 'come on' gestures with her hands, indicating that Kitty should let her help her get up, first.
Still embarrassed, Kitty let Yana help her up, then grabbed her bathroom kit, a towel, and some PJs. "I'm gonna take a shower real quick too. Come yell at me in the bathroom if someone else is doing something stupid. I mean, heroic. I mean, both." But really stupid.
"Will do." Illyana grinned a little. "Though around here? I might have to interrupt every thirty seconds if you want to know whenever anyone's doing something stupid."
"Oh man, don't make me laugh," Kitty made a face at her as she tried not to giggle and/or feel sick at the same time. She definitely needed some alone time in the shower just to soak and regroup.
"Go. Shower." Illyana waved her towards the door. "I'll text and play emergency alert system." She unlocked her screen and started typing.
Illyana was lying on her bed, feet up against the wall and hair hanging down over the side, checking her phone updates. Boring, boring... Her forehead furrowed as she caught sight of a topic header about mutants in Central Park.
"Hey, is that field trip thing over yet?" she asked Kitty as she clicked on the link.
Across the room, Kitty had her headphones on, but she was staring at a video on her laptop, all of the blood having drained out of her face as she watched as their classmates clashed with a mob of protesters. "Oh my god," she breathed out loud.
"I'll take that as a yes." Illyana abandoned her attempt to get the video to load, and instead got up and went over to see what Kitty was watching. "Damn, is that Tamara?" The face was blurred, but the wings were definitely their neighbor's.
"And Terry," Kitty breathed, pulling out her headphones so that Illyana could hear the sound of the playback, full force.
"Where's everyone else? Have you seen JM? Or Tommy?" Illyana plopped down on the bed next to Kitty to get a better view with less glare. "Is this live?"
"I think we're catching a delayed feed. It came up on my Twitter notifications about mutants," Kitty breathed. "Can't have happened but like, fifteen minutes ago though."
Illyana wrinkled her nose. "No point in trying to teleport them out, then. And Clarice is there, isn't she?" She thought she'd been on the list, anyway, though she didn't see any sign of the purple skinned - oh. Image inducer, probably. She started watching closer, and pointed as a blur went past the crowd. "There's Tommy."
"Mhmm," Kitty groaned softly. "See the signs disappearing?"
"Okay, that's awesome," Illyana observed, laughing.
Kitty frowned a little. It was awesome, but it was also terrifying. Like, Beauty and the Beast, mob swarming the castle terrifying.
"It's not awesome?" Illyana looked awkward, picking up on the cue that maybe there was something more than - oh. "Oh shit. Tamara's going to blow."
Kitty's hand rose to cover her mouth as she continued to watch - as the crowd nearly boiled over, chaos ripping through the scene.
Illyana put her hand on Kitty's shoulder and watched, mingling horror and fascination. She just wished they could skip to the end and be sure everyone was okay, so she knew which one was appropriate.
By the end of the clip, Kitty couldn't stand it anymore. She grabbed her wastecan and disappeared into the closet so fast she might have been Tommy, before losing her stomach contents a little more quickly than she would have liked.
"What?" Illyana jumped off the bed and raced after Kitty, getting there just in time to pull the other girl's hair back. Or, well, nearly, but it was better than nothing. "What's the matter?"
Kitty nudged Illyana away, embarrassed and wiping a tear from one eye. She grabbed for one of her towels to bury her face in, trying to get her stomach back under control.
"Okay then." Illyana let go of her hair and took a step back, forehead furrowing in confusion. "It looked like everyone was okay. Do you want me to text Tommy and check?"
Finally pulling the towel away, Kitty nudged the wastecan away in humiliation and tucked her arms around her knees, sitting back against the wall of the closet. "No. I'm. I'm sure he's fine."
"Yeah, but you're not." Illyana sat down cross legged on the floor outside the closet. "Talk to me, huh?"
"It's just that, that, that's what's waiting for us," Kitty told her quietly. "And not just the protesters, but the way the others handled it."
Yana bit at her lip. "They...shouldn't have done that?" She sighed. "Help me out here. I'm pretty sure I'd have done the same thing if I could've."
Kitty sighed. "I don't know. Maybe I would have too. But that video? That video's just going to make so many more people hate us."
"Pretty sure they already do. Hate us, I mean." But okay, she could see the point. Illyana grimaced. "They probably should've just left, huh?"
"Or organized a counter-protest," Kitty sighed. "I don't know. That's...just what I would do. I can't tell anyone else how to react to all of that...hate."
"I wouldn't have even thought of a counter protest, so you're one up on me," Illyana admitted. "I just...I probably would've been right up there with Tamara. Maybe teleporting people....elsewhere." She grinned a little and shrugged. "My powers aren't anywhere near as good for confrontations. Probably a good thing."
"But a lot of mutants' powers are," Kitty said quietly.
"Yeah." Illyana was quiet for a long moment, thinking that over, then shook her head. "If they're going to hate us anyway, that's probably a good thing. At least we can defend ourselves."
Kitty wanted to facepalm. Or throw up again. But she ended up facepalming instead. "Yeah. Sure. That's the takeaway here."
"I'm sorry?" Illyana pushed her hand back through her hair and winced at her roommate's reaction. "I think I just have a higher violence tolerance or something. Would it help if I agree that it sucks we might need to?"
"Would it help if I agree that at least we have the tools to defend ourselves should the need come to that?" Kitty asked back.
"And that you and I can just, y'know, get the hell out. Because we're awesome that way," Illyana added emphatically.
Kitty gave her a weak smile. Because, you know, she'd just freaked out and barfed in a can in her closet.
Illyana sighed and got to her feet, then held her hands out to help Kitty up. "Come on. Go brush your teeth, you'll feel better. I'll get rid of the garbage can." She grinned a little. "We can always just steal someone else's."
Kitty nodded, and glanced back over at her computer. "Then you should maybe check on Tommy."
"I'll send him a text," Illyana agreed. She made 'come on' gestures with her hands, indicating that Kitty should let her help her get up, first.
Still embarrassed, Kitty let Yana help her up, then grabbed her bathroom kit, a towel, and some PJs. "I'm gonna take a shower real quick too. Come yell at me in the bathroom if someone else is doing something stupid. I mean, heroic. I mean, both." But really stupid.
"Will do." Illyana grinned a little. "Though around here? I might have to interrupt every thirty seconds if you want to know whenever anyone's doing something stupid."
"Oh man, don't make me laugh," Kitty made a face at her as she tried not to giggle and/or feel sick at the same time. She definitely needed some alone time in the shower just to soak and regroup.
"Go. Shower." Illyana waved her towards the door. "I'll text and play emergency alert system." She unlocked her screen and started typing.
