Kasumi kind of ran form here. She looks at the Mansion she left with out saying anything, but with her time away she looks like herself. But Kasumi now has black tipped hair and is dressed like a goth. Soon Kasumis eyes looks at the gates. She was not sure what to do part of her wanted to come back yet the other part held her back.

Kasumi let out a soft sigh and chewed her bottom lip. She stood there thinking what she should do. This was her home but did you knock or ring the bell? Kasumi is not sure if they even want her back. Kasumi soon shakes her head. She deeply wishes what she knew what she wanted.

Everything in her life now is more dark and sad. Kasumi is not who she was in the past. She got stronger she has to Kasumi does not want to be weak anymore and she still wants to be a X-men no matter what. She did not get to get everything done before she left. But she is back and ready now.

Shin was still so busy all the time. They’d talked about him cutting back on things, but somehow it never seemed to work out. It wasn’t that Kealey reallyhad a problem with this, because all of the things he was doing were so important…but she did worry about him being overwhelmed some of the time. It was almost summer, and with the coming of the holiday workloads would decrease exponentially. Still, with her powers making her reflect grumpy student moods all the time, Kealey dwelled on the negative a little more lately.

Luckily, it was a lovely day outside, with singing birds and all that jazz, and Kealey could feel her mood lightening with each and every step. The library was busy this time of year with finals, and its usual emotional quiet was shattered with students freaking out about this test or that. Getting out of the place and into the fresh air was a welcome relief, and it brought perspective and relative calm when her usual options were necessarily unavailable.

Tiger attacks hadn’t deterred her in the least from walking, and as she often did, Kealey found herself approaching the front gates of the school. More than once this had resulted in meeting new and interesting people. A figure came into view, and it appeared that the same would be true for today.

As Kealey’s walking brought the girl into the range of her powers, Kealey made note that she was quite serious, and more than a little indecisive as she stood at the gates. Kealey put on a bright smile and approached. The girl was not someone the blond recognized, and she slipped instantly into her role as occasional-pseudo-greeter.

”Hello there. Welcome to the Mansion. “ she said amiably, her Irish accent lilting with the words as she approached the gate. The girl’s age was hard to place, so she erred on the side of caution. ”Are you needing somewhere to stay, or maybe just to get out of the sun for a while? I can let you in, if you are.”