Damaged. (closed)

[Shadowcat]

In the light of the foyer, Kitty looked down at herself. Her pants were soaked from sitting in the snow, and dirty from falling in the park. Both knees of her jeans were torn, there was some dried blood on the fabric and her actual knees were pretty scraped up. It would be morning soon, and she didn't want anyone to see her in such a state. She turned back to Pietro. "I'll meet you in the kitchen in a little while." She said quietly. "Thanks for helping me."

[Pietro Maximoff]

"Not a problem," ::Pietro told her. His eyes roamed over her clothing, noticing the blood as well. He had been through worse, as had she, he knew, from the Washington battle, but it made little difference. It had evidently been a bad night.:: "I will see you in a bit."

[Shadowcat]

Kitty turned and slowly made her way up the stairs.