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Lance’s head bent down to grin at the floor, trying not to think about that new fact too much. But the idea of Kitty talking about him to people….even if it wasn’t good things. At least she was noticing him more.
“You serious? Well…don’t let anyone else hear you sayin’ that kind of crap. Next thing you know Mystique’ll be pestering you to come hang with us instead of them.” If she hadn’t started to already under the guise of someone else. But the mention of Scott had his snickering, shaking his head from side to side. “Ah man, I dunno how you put up with that. I’d be pickin’ fights with him every day if we lived in the same house.” They pretty much picked fights with each other every day already.
“Oh yeah, I heard of her. Blue chick like me but without the glow. I’ll keep an eye out.”
It wasn’t like she was totally opposed to being more wild and crazy, but from what she heard, the brotherhood actually got down to some criminal stuff, and she wasn’t up for that. A little chaos could be fun, but within reason.
“Yeah I mean, not like I hate guy, don’t get me wrong. It’s obvious he cares, but like, would it kill him to just shut the fuck up and butt out of other people’s business for five seconds? But nah, it’s always, “You part of the team, your problems affect us.” like, give me a break. I’m upset cause I cut my thigh shaving, not cause of some deep brooding inner darkness.”
She shook her head, cracking a grin. It felt good to rag on Scott just a little. Gianna would never say this to his face. As she said, it was out of care, but it didn’t change the fact that he could be a major pest. Being able to shoot the shit about him bothering her with someone who wouldn’t defend him up and down was refreshing.
