#clawinkitten

Kitty is Lindsey Lohan always

          “ I WAS IN CONTROL. ”  A lie.  He had felt that tether of control slipping from his grasp but he was too stubborn to admit it aloud.  If he lost the privilege to train with others, he thought he would never gain command over his mutation.  “ I wouldn’t have let anything happen. ”  Another lie because how could he stop it?  He looked to his professor and tried ( and failed )  not to pout at the situation he had put himself in. 

           ❝Remember back when we used to eradicate alien invaders and invasive species? Yeah. Good times. What I wouldn’t GIVE to be giving them all the Skrull treatment...❞ The knead of her two fingers against her forehead wasn’t helping the headache go away, but she felt like it helped--somehow. Who knows, really. Her mind was in a tangled disarray, caught up in the folds between irritation and pure unadulterated rage. Far be it for her to make a judgement call on an entire alien race of people that had long overstayed their welcome, but the fact that arson terrorism was now thrust upon the very people that were DYING because of the terrigen mist--well, it just got under Carol Danvers’ skin just a smidge.

          And by a smidge, meaning taking every last nerve she’s ever had in existence and shaking it like a rabid dog with a chew toy.