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pryde_and_grit) wrote2012-05-09 11:28 pm
pryde_and_grit) wrote2012-05-09 11:28 pm
When angels come calling
Bayville High had decided to send students on a week long 'team building and survival training' camping trip. Apparently the fundraiser had fallen short of sending the senior class to London or something so the rest of the school got the funds instead.
Team building and survivalist training. Riiiight, there were some real geniuses at the school. The main concern had been the kids, deliberately placed in a stressful situation, and powers. She knew that the faculty wouldn't hesitate in the least to call out SHIELD if they caught a mutant out in the woods. She was banned from attending though, as she was technically banned from going to the highschool. That meant another 'adult' had been needed for the trip.
Raven had laughed her ass off when Kit called. 'Risty' had transferred into the school the week before the trip. She'd transfer out a week after the camping trip. Sometimes it was good to know a shapeshifter. Hell, Kit was starting to learn it wasn't the moves you knew, but the parents of the children you raised that won most fights.
The really important part of the whole situation though was the fact that Kit was going to have a whole week without the older kids. It was just one stressed out ghost girl and a two year old rattling around in a mansion.
Hell, it was almost like a vacation!
She'd gotten an ad placed with several papers the first day, hoping she could handle the Fury situation by the end of the week. It was Wednesday now and she couldn't believe how quiet it was. Isobel was down for a nap, Kit was doing dishes, and it was just...quiet. She didn't get that a lot. She wasn't sure she liked it.
She had no idea what time it was when something large and snowy winged landed outside the bay windows. Kit had one leg up on the counter, stretching, while she rinsed a dish and...and suddenly there was a winged blond laying a hand on the glass between them.
The most startling thing? The perimeter alarm wasn't going off. Her damn security was NOT reacting.
A charming, sexy smile slipped across the angel's lips and his eyes traced from her shoulder to her leg and along to where she had her foot propped on the counter. "He was right," the man breathed. "perfect ankles."
What. The. Fuck?
Kit blinked, more than a little creeped out by the man, and sometime between when she closed her eyes and when she opened them again the angel was gone. She leaned forward to peer up through the window, checking the sky, but no sign of the winged man. No sign at all.
Team building and survivalist training. Riiiight, there were some real geniuses at the school. The main concern had been the kids, deliberately placed in a stressful situation, and powers. She knew that the faculty wouldn't hesitate in the least to call out SHIELD if they caught a mutant out in the woods. She was banned from attending though, as she was technically banned from going to the highschool. That meant another 'adult' had been needed for the trip.
Raven had laughed her ass off when Kit called. 'Risty' had transferred into the school the week before the trip. She'd transfer out a week after the camping trip. Sometimes it was good to know a shapeshifter. Hell, Kit was starting to learn it wasn't the moves you knew, but the parents of the children you raised that won most fights.
The really important part of the whole situation though was the fact that Kit was going to have a whole week without the older kids. It was just one stressed out ghost girl and a two year old rattling around in a mansion.
Hell, it was almost like a vacation!
She'd gotten an ad placed with several papers the first day, hoping she could handle the Fury situation by the end of the week. It was Wednesday now and she couldn't believe how quiet it was. Isobel was down for a nap, Kit was doing dishes, and it was just...quiet. She didn't get that a lot. She wasn't sure she liked it.
She had no idea what time it was when something large and snowy winged landed outside the bay windows. Kit had one leg up on the counter, stretching, while she rinsed a dish and...and suddenly there was a winged blond laying a hand on the glass between them.
The most startling thing? The perimeter alarm wasn't going off. Her damn security was NOT reacting.
A charming, sexy smile slipped across the angel's lips and his eyes traced from her shoulder to her leg and along to where she had her foot propped on the counter. "He was right," the man breathed. "perfect ankles."
What. The. Fuck?
Kit blinked, more than a little creeped out by the man, and sometime between when she closed her eyes and when she opened them again the angel was gone. She leaned forward to peer up through the window, checking the sky, but no sign of the winged man. No sign at all.