The Field Trip

[Solace]

Chandi walked into the kitchen to hear the tale end of what Kei had said, “Are you callin’ me short?” She tried her best to get a glare to grace her cat-like features, for at the moment Chandi was in far to good of a mood to go traipsing about looking ‘normal’ plus it did take a lot out of a girl to keep and illusion like that up. “So the Shelia’s gone? And De is missin’ in action?” She questioned hoping up onto one of the barstools in the kitchen, looking a right mess with her hair in a messy tangle of curls and still wearing her p.j’s with consisted of a pair of pink flannel bottoms which were about four inches to long for her and a white tank top.

“You know what, I’m glad that shelia’s gone. She can’t go tellin’ me who I can and can’t hang out with.” Chandi’s voice held a hint of angry tone to it, the Hellfire club might not be the best of clubs. But hell at least they didn’t tell her what she could and couldn’t do. “Wonder who this Spooky character is…”