by Harri-chan » Wed Mar 07, 2012 4:47 am
Cat smiled slightly when she saw the various keys Mark had found. "Great... so now we just need to...", she started, but trailed off after glancing to the edges of the park, so very far away. She looked worried, but it wasn't the impossibility of finding the car that concerned her. "I should have known that wouldn't work...", she muttered in a crestfallen tone. Before she could feel too sorry for herself, the sound of explosions reached them, and eventually the sight of smoke.
Adjusting her glasses, she squinted and the tiny, colourful figures. "Great...", she sighed. As if she didn't already feel weak and helpless enough, now there were super heroes heading their way, showing off to the whole city how awesome they were. Cat knew it was wrong, but a very childish temper tantrum was bubbling away beneath the surface, and no matter how much she told herself she was really an adult, she knew she couldn't control her teenage emotions.
"Can we just get out of here?", she huffed, her jealousy toward the superheroes becoming unbareable. Without really waiting for a response, she continued on down the path toward one of the park exits, her short skirt swishing loosely around her skinny thighs. In her memories, she was so used to her ridiculously high intelligence presenting solutions to problems with minimal effort, and now it was apparrently gone, along with getting whatever she wanted from Mommy and Daddy.
Racking her brains for clues as to where McCoy could be, all she could come up with was a memory from the old reality of sometimes being taken to a particular coffee shop, frequented by the more sophisticated university students, by the ridiculously busty teacher to discuss genetics outside of class. It was a long shot. Her uniform suggested she might not be at that level of education anymore... but what of McCoy? The voice on the phone had talked as if she and Cat were still in contact, and even close enough for her to catch a ride with the woman.
Her legs ached as she walked, from the park, through the busy streets of the city. It was a daunting place. In her two sets of memories, the last time she'd been here, she was either an adult, or riding in a limousine. This was different. Her immature emotions were proving to be far more of a concern than her young body. How much longer would her new friends have patience with her if she kept acting like a spoiled brat? Several times she mentally chastised herself for leaving behind the group, and even thought she was lost a couple of times, before eventually finding the little coffee shop. After straightening out her uniform and fixing her hair, she drew a deep breath, pushed the door open and went inside...