Lost

[Nightshade]

"It's a lesson I learned real early in my life."

[Iceman]

"Nice."
*Iceman looked around.*
"It's pretty cool in here."

[Nightshade]

She gave an almost sad smile "No...it wasn't nice. But it doesn't matter." Nightshade's smile brighten "And yes, it is. The reason why I chose it as a haunting for myself."

[Iceman]

"Oh... why would you want to haunt yourself?"

[Nightshade]

She giggled "I didn't mean it that way....I ment that this is a place I like to go to often. A haunting ground of mine."

[Iceman]

"Ohhhh!"
*Iceman laughed.*
"A little slow today."

[Nightshade]

"It's quite alright." she said with a laugh "We all have our days."

[Iceman]

"Yea... I guess we do."

[Nightshade]

"Mmm.....I have nothing else to say again....although I have an urge to poke you for some reason...." she said with a shake to her head and a smile. "But I'm going to behave...."

[Iceman]

*Iceman laughed.*
"Poke away."

[Nightshade]

Nightshade replied with a laugh as well before she leaned forward, one hand firmly flat on the ground, and poked his side with the other.

[Iceman]

"Hey, not too hard now! And may I ask... why did you feel the urge to poke me?"

[Nightshade]

"I was being gentle...." she said in a purr and a smile curling her lips. "As for why to poke you..." she shruged "Just something to do..."

[Iceman]

"Where is that tiger of yours?"

[Nightshade]

"You mean the panther? Jasper?" she asked as she looked around "I guess he left....probably to go sleep on my bed like I told him not to."