Her eyes were expressionless. They stared dully forward, as if she were in deep, deep thought or as if she were dreaming with her eyes open. Her hair was half done, it looked like she'd started to comb bangs but had to interrupt halfway through. The result was bangs on the left half of her forehead, and slightly rumpled hair on her right. And even though it was broad daylight, she was still wearing her black pajamas red slippers.

But most curiously of all was the item she carried in her arms. It was a bowl filled with red liquid. She carried the bowl so steadily that the liquid barely moved at all. None of it spilled. The first thought one might have upon seeing it was that she was carrying a bowl of brightly colored punch, but that wasn't what this was at all. It was in fact BLOOD, rodent blood to be precise. Her fingertips were stained with the same blood...

Walking past Professor Paul's notice without so much as glancing sideways, Kitty walked forward until she was standing directly beneath the hawk on the ceiling. Ever so slowly, she glanced upwards to look at it. Then, her face still completely void of expression, she bent down on her knees and placed the bowl carefully to her side. Then she dipped her already blood stained fingers into the bowl and wrote a message with the blood of rodents:

EXPOSE THE INEQUALITY.
END THE STRUGGLE.