starchilde_lost | 27 * You're the wind beneath my wings

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27 * You're the wind beneath my wings

Kitty-

I wanted to say thanks for everything you've done for me. You're my best friend and you've put up with a lot from me over the years and I really owe you. I owe you a lot. There's a huge surprise waiting for you in your workroom, I hope you enjoy it!

[ooc: Backdated to earlier in the day. Yes, she's cursed, yes, she's planted a bomb in Kitty's workroom. And if you're her friend and agree to meet her, you're fair game, too]

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You know you don't have to say thanks, you've been there for me too. But I'll go check it out.

You do that. I made it just for you.

Oh, and I dropped the cats off at the vet's. I figured it was time for a check-up.

Thanks! No hints?

No hints. Would've ruined the surprise.

Are you surprised?

Oh my God, if I hadn't phased I'd be...are you okay? Shit.

Dammit. Plan B.

Oh, my God, Kitty, what happened? Was that an explosion?

No idea and yes it was. Where are you?

I'm stopping off at Kara's briefly, I have something for her, too.

You're sure you're not hurt?

Um...Rachel what was it you had for me?

I'm fine, just really freaked out.

If I tell you, it won't be a surprise when I make a new one.

Let me finish up at Kara's and I'll come right home.

[ooc: Or, BRB, killing Supergirl now.]

Right. ~~This isn't weird at all.~~

Okay...

I'll see you soon~

[ooc: Oh, God. The guilt. Hee. How would you like Kitty to die today? Rachel is armed, Rachel can pick up some munchies and poison them on the way home. Or she can do what she's doing to Kara, which is a mental shut-down. Or any combo thereof.]

Edited 2009-08-05 05:23 (UTC)

Jamie~ Is that you lurking out there? I should make something for you too, while I'm at it.

Okay...

I'm not a gift kinda person, although I appreciate the sentiment, Rach.

But I feel like I owe you something. Can I make you dinner? Um, at your place, maybe - ours is a bit of a mess.

[True to her word, Rachel showed up a little while later, sticking her head through the front door and calling out.]

Oh, roomie~ You still alive?

~~I am going to regret this. I am going to regret this.~~

Well, not at the offices. I've been shuffling to and fro anyway, sometimes squatting in a secondary apartment of sorts.

You sure you wouldn't rather go out to eat?

Oh, but it's so much better it it's home cooked. And since you've been squatting I bet you can use a good meal.

I bet I can even pick up everything I need on the way. ~~Including some poison.~~

Yeah guess so, what the heck was that?

I wasn't aware that you were really the home cooking... type. But alright. Can't complain about that. Can I at least help with the preparation?

Dunno. Did you massively overload something or something?

[Rachel drew her inherited Browning and kept it concealed as she joined Kitty in the workroom. She waited until Kitty's back was turned and swiftly she brought the gun up and fired.]

Headshot. Take two.

I'm not, that's what makes it special. I won't poison you ~~accidentally~~, Jamie.

Um... sure. What do you feel like having?

Whoa whoa, I didn't say anything about poisoning. ~~But great, now I'll have to fake eating it. Or pull out a dupe.~~

Whatever your favorite kind of food is.

Rachel?!

Cheeseburgers it is. Does your roof have a grill on it, or do I need to pick up a hibachi or something?

Oh for the love of God! Why do the people I know have to be bullet-proof!

[Rachel holstered the weapon while she rolled her eyes. This was going to be such a trying day, wasn't it?]

At least you won't try that laser-vision crap Kara was fond of.

[ooc: FYI, when the curse is over, Rachel's gonna bolt and hide in case you were thinking of a day-after post.]

My balcony has a grill. Can't go without red meat.

Perfect. What floor are you on?

...oh, yeah, and which building?

Rachel... don't do this. Please. I don't want to fight you.

[Silly, Kitty. Did she really think she was being subtle as she inched towards the room FULL OF WEAPONS?]

Of course you don't want to fight me, I'll kill you. But then, since that's the plan anyway....

[With a flare of power, Rachel puts up a TK shield between Kitty and the weapons, while wrapping her roommate up in a cocoon of energy.]

The only real question is, how?

[ooc; Whatever is fine with me, my internet might be sketchy tomorrow so I know I won't be doing a post, and might not do much tagging.]

~~Actually, how angry would she get if I bailed?~~

Building eight. Room 104.

Let. Me. Go. You don't want to do this Rachel, you don't.

Thanks!

I have to finish something with Kitty and then I'll head to the store on my way over.

[ooc; I'm going to log off soon probably, but Rachel's going to "wake up" @ midnight and go hide somewhere. We can keep tagging this, or we can make some assumptions if you'd like.]

Don't... take too long.

[ooc; I might need to assume because I'm feeling a little Jamie burnout recently. |D;; ...being the coward he is, he'd probably not show up for dinner. >.>;; Just hopes that it buys time so that she doesn't hurt more people.]

Yeah, I kinda do.

[Deciding to end Kitty like she had ended Kara, Rachel ripped her way into Kitty's head, slowly ordering Kitty's body to shut down and cease functioning.]

Edited 2009-08-05 06:33 (UTC)

I won't, I'm looking too forward to it.

[ooc; Awwww, that's okay, it happens to everyone. Consider it assumed.]

What did you get her?

It's a surprise, it's up to her to tell if she wants.

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27 * You're the wind beneath my wings

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No one ever accused her of subtlety.

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