During all the shenanigans with the illuminate and sports channel in the living area, Rohan Nott found himself sitting against the window in his room, his hands moving quickly in front of him, working their magic. Once again he had been knitting. That probably didn’t come as a surprise to many, considering that his crime fighting alter ego is the Knitter. It was a name that he had wanted the Titans to refer to him as, with the teen wishing to come across as more dark and mysterious like some of the group’s other members, although this plan had disappeared straight away when Rohan accidently let slip his own name while introducing himself. He was always doing things like this. 

It wasn’t long before Rohan finished his creation. It was a jumper, Pakistan green in colour, with a large [i]T[/i] in the centre. After admiring his work for a few seconds, he turned it to show the school of fish that were swimming past the window outside. Disappointed by their lack of appreciation of such fine work, he gently tossed it to his right, where a pile of similar jumpers was forming. Matching jumpers for the team. How cool was that?!

That was when the alarm sounded, causing Rohan to jump to his feet when he realized what Mal was saying. Running to his wardrobe, he began to pull on the spandex suit he wore as the Knitter. Due to the speed of his actions however, he quickly found himself stuck as he attempted to pull it on, causing him to stumble and fall onto the floor, half dressed. His sudden fall caused one of the many [i]Knittens[/i] in his room to yelp in confusion, only to be followed by a chorus of yelps from its multi-coloured “family” around the room. Rohan shook his head in annoyance from his place on the floor, before swearing loudly when Mal spoke once again and informing them that it was only a false alarm. 

It was from this position on the floor that Rohan had a look at his waste paper bin. Upon arriving at the Titan East Tower, the teen had coated the bin, as well as the majority of the rest of the furniture in his room with a layer of brightly coloured wool, knitted into a wide range of patterns. Rohan has decided that it had been a great idea, with the teenager deciding to use the bin as a storage location for his balls of yarn. Once again however, Rohan found the bin empty. 

[color=f26522]“Who keeps emptying you?”[/color] Rohan asked aloud, as he rose to his feet.

After putting on his spandex suit properly, Rohan pulled on one the grey jumpers he had recently knitted, before deciding that he had been in his room long enough. He headed for the door, lifting one of his Knittens onto his back as he did the so. The teen made his way through the winding corridors of the tower, before arriving in the living room. He was surprised to find nearly all of the team present in both the connected kitchen and TV room, with Rohan smiling and nodding at any he passed. 

The sight of the kitten on the floor caused the Knitten on the back of his neck to let out a soft hiss, something which made Rohan chuckle slightly. He opened his ears to the conversations around him as he perched himself crossed legged next to Atlas on the sofa, his eyes ignoring the football game on the TV, and instead focussing on Aria and the game she clutched in her hand. [color=f26522]“If you’re going to put on a game, at least put on something decent mate!” [/color]