RP for Kitty

[cyke_out]

Logan still wasn't back.

The day after his conversation with Emma, Scott sat in his office, fiddling with spread sheets, wondering whether this time, Wolverine really had left them for good. That was stupid -- this was just Logan, this was what he did -- but, Scott realized, this wasn't the first time he had sat in here worrying about the man's

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[im_a_cubs_fan]

Kitty tapped firmly, then opened the door, calling before she stuck her head in. "Scott?"

She walked in at his reply. His desk was neat, but not overly so. Orderly but not sterile. Kitty smiled a little at that. It was pretty much how she thought of Scott. Orderly and practical.

She sat down across from him, kicking a leg up on the arm of the chair. "Not interrupting anything, am I?" she asked, waving a hand at the computer. "I just need a minute, if that works?"

[cyke_out]

It was Kitty. Of course it was Kitty. The chances of it being Kitty had been relatively high and now that it was in fact, Kitty --

He had no idea what Emma had told her, if anything, since last night. If she hadn't repeated any of their conversation, Kitty might be feeling guilty and if she had. . .God, Scott had no idea. He didn't know Kitty well enough to have a clue how she would deal with a situation like this. Hell, he didn't know situations like this well enough to deal with a situation like this.

"Sure," he said. "Go ahead." His voice was clear, professional, revealing nothing. He hoped. Kitty's leg was swinging against the arm of the chair. He tried not to stare at it.

[im_a_cubs_fan]

"It's Noriko," Kitty said without preamble. There was a slight scratching at the door and Kitty turned, peering around the chair back. "Yup, I'm in here," she called out.

Lockheed flew in, grumbling a bit, his atonal pissed-off voice a little loud.

"Well," Kitty said as her pet settled across her shoulders, "next time don't eat what Victor gives you. They think you're a science experiment half the time, and you encourage them." She scratched under his chin absently. "Stop hanging out in the lunchroom so much, y'know?"

She returned her attention to Scott with a slight shrug of apology. "Sorry," she said. "Anyway, it's Noriko. Surge? We had an incident in training this morning, and I think you should talk to her."

[cyke_out]

So it was work. Thank God.

He picked up an invoice off the desk, didn't even know what it was for. He stared without reading it, hoping his relief didn't show. "Sure, absolutely," he said, "Is that all?"