2895/Talk'n with 'Dad'

Talk'n with 'Dad'
Date of Scene:	18 October 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Logan will be Kurt's Best man. They're getting married! Not Logan and Kurt. Lorna and Kurt. I mean really. Can you imagine Logan and Kurt? I mean, come on.
Cast of Characters:	Wolverine, Nightcrawler, Polaris

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Wolverine has posed:
    The smell of cigar smoke wafts towards you with a mind of its own. It is a smell that seems to be of higher quality than normal, and actually doesn't smell that bad. The sound of grumbling, curses, and an occasional, "CLANG" hits your ears, loudly.

    Logan suddenly stands up, with his grease stained white t-shirt, jeans, and cowboy hat. This was his trademark appearance lately.

    Logan frowns, the cigar hanging from his mouth, and the wrench in his left hand. Logan's eyes finds, first Kurt, and then Lorna, and he shakes his head. "Hey." That was all he says, moving towards the bench where he tosses his wrench, and cloth.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    He likely hears them before he otherwise sense them. Nattering as they approach. Kurt mentioning something about being nervous. A muffled kiss, then the door being tossed open. Kurt has got a bottle of a really nice single malt in his hand. Logan greeting them thus makes complete sense. Kurt passes the bottle on over to his friend. He has a couple of glasses in his other hand, "Got a few minutes." He blanches at the cigar though. Logan rarely sees fear on Kurt's face. He is fast. Kurt actually attempts to pluck the cigar out of the man's mouth and toss it aside. "I will buy you another one." Kurt sounds absolutely worried as he says it.

Polaris has posed:
"You are being weirdly paranoid about this." Lorna says dryly and looks from Kurt to Logan. "It's just Logan, he's not going to burn you, or something." She murmurs and gives Kurt's arm a light squeeze. "Hi Logan, how are you?" She asks matter of fact, a friendly smile on her face.

Wolverine has posed:
    Logan tosses the cloth and the wrench onto the bench, and and frowns as Kurt removes the cigar from his lips. "Wait..." Logan sighs, and then turns to face Lorna and Kurt. He squints his eyes as though trying to see through them. With a sniff, and a smile, Logan sees that Kurt is bearing gifts.

    Taking the bottle, Logan opens the Scotch, and smells it with an expert sniff. "Ahhh." Logan truly smiles, his eyes reflecting the joy in that smell.

    "Must be somethin' serious Elf, fer ya' ta bring something this nice in here." Logan shakes his head, and hesitates pouring the liquid into the shot glasses that Kurt provides. "Huh. Somethin's got ya' nervous. Or upset."

    Logan's eyes find Lorna as she says hello. Logan hesitates, pauses, and says, "I'm...fine. How are you?" Suspicion clouds his expression as he misses his cigar already.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "Paranoid? The chances of asthma skyrocket, let alone birth defects, Lorna. We might have to be careful! I mean I am sure mein mother smoked when she was carrying me!" Kurt gestures as he speaks. He leans over to Logan. "Scared in the best possible way. Does Lorna smell funny to you? You know, as if recently she might haff." he doesn't want to have to say it. He just looks at Logan.
    Logan is older and wiser than Kurt, but despite his worry, Kurt looks -so- happy.His tail is curled upwards and giving the occasional little twitch. His body language radiates anticipation and happiness. It is a heady, odd mix. Kurt takes a couple of steps to hop up onto the hood of his car, to look at the other two. his tail gives a little slash and he starts to pour the drinks. Just two. A big one for Logan, which he holds out to Logan with his tail. And small one, which he keeps. Acting nervous. No booze for Lorna. Tossing cigars.

Polaris has posed:
"Oh goodness." Lorna blows out a breath. "I missed a few days on the pill and Kurt's-we are worried since I didn't realize it that I might be pregnant." She isn't, but it's too soon for tests to tell. "Also we got engaged." She adds and looks to Logan with a quick smile before wrangling the nervous wreck that is Kurt. "Come here, relax a little huh? I was channeling a lot of power through me earlier, a little smoke isn't the end of the world."

Wolverine has posed:
    "AH." Logan nods as Kurt goes on his rant, and remains silent as Kurt pours Logan a very, very large drink of scotch. Sniffing at the glass as he pulls it to his lips, Logan drinks it with one, swift, gulp! "Ahhhhh..." Logan smiles, and says, "Nice. Enhanced senses make that even better." That was when he quirks an eyebrow, and looks back at Kurt.

    "Wait." A pause. "Wait." Logan looks at Kurt, and then at Lorna. Logan frowns, and sniffs. "Hmmm." His eyes find Lorna's and he offers a silent question. Should he say anything?

    Logan goes back to drinking, as the couple reveals something to him that surprises him. "Congratulations on the engagement?" Logan nods, admiring the ring. As for the other...that was the question.

Nightcrawler has posed:
The elf leans over and refills Logan's drink. He just passes over the bottle too. Kurt is the best kind f scared. The helpful sort of scared. he would be love it if she was. Kurt shakes his head. "I am sure she drank too." Kurt laments. "How else do you explain all of this." he slashes his tail as an example, then gives a little wink as if it is a joke. He watches two very important people with his amber eyes. "Danke. She is a fool and she said ja. I am very blessed." That the part demon can say that with such conviction is a testament to these people here.

Polaris has posed:
"Nonsense, there is nothing foolish about it." Lorna says calmly. She's considerably more at peace with the possibility. Kurt's theory draws a snort. "That is silly dear. You're too well formed and manly to have been a booze baby." She meets Logan's eyes and shrugs. "So how are you lately?"

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "Manly?" Kurt says with a warm chuckle. "Well formed?" he holds up his hands,continuing to chuckle. "I will admit to a certain symmetry." He agreeably replies. "Which certainly helps." He mock-preens. "But honestly, i am far more concerned about doing the right thing, keeping you healthy, and if there is a bun in your oven to give it the best start." Kurt's shoulders slide in a loose shrug.

Polaris has posed:
"Mmmn, quite manly." Lorna nods and shrugs to Kurt, letting Logan drink. "If we are-it will have to survive combat and travel and who knows what else comes our way?" she points out. "I'm not taking a vacation the next nine months."

Wolverine has posed:
    "So. It's happened has it?" Logan says, sipping his drink now. "Are you both sure this is what you want, because from what I can tell..." Logan pauses, finishing off the drink with a shake of his head. "It seems like it has happened." Logan puts the glass down on the bench, looks at Lorna and Kurt, and crosses his arms across his chest. "So..."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    His eyes narrow a bit at that. "Next nine months. Nein." Kurt allows. "That is nicht fair to you. But perhaps 5 months, and then both of us taking a half a step back when he or she is running about. But also, if you are, we need to get married straight away, so you can fit in one of those little dresses you like." His amber gaze flicks to Logan. "you will be best man, ja?"
    Kurt asks it seriously. "I mean. I can nicht think of anyone else I would want there!" He narrows his brows. Logan seems to confirm his suspicions about Lorna being pregnant, and he gives a little smile. "Is the scariest thing ever, to be in love." he admits. "But it is also the best adventure! I am blessed to be in love with a woman who loves me back. I am blessed to have freunds who are like mein family." He is scared. Make no bones about it. He is also excited. "I can nicht wait to meet him, or her." Kurt says, softly. "Prince consort or no. X-Man or no. I am happy. This is nicht according to plan, but I cannot think of anyone else to go off the rails with, ja?" He grins at Lorna as his tail slashes again, nervous energy manifesting, but his smile is not at all fake. He is happy. He looks back to Logan, "I haff to ask it now, before she asks you to be maid of honor." His grin is crooked.

Polaris has posed:
Punching Kurt's arm, Lorna rolls her eyes. "How about we just worry about witnesses and do this small? " She counters and blinks at Logan. "Well, I guess I need to give up wine with my bubble baths. Fuck." She sits down on the bench and looks up at Kurt. "You're amazing. We'll figure this out."

Wolverine has posed:
    Logan watches as Kurt acts...like an expectant father. Smiling warmly, Logan says, "Uh huh. You'd make a great father Kurt. Of that I have no doubt." Strangely, most of Logan's accent disappears, and he places his right hand on Kurt's shoulder. "Whatever ya' need Elf, ah'm there." There it was, back again.

    Logan pours himself another drink as Kurt gets ready to ask him some question or other. Logan downs the Scotch, and then peers at Kurt suspiciously. "Maid of honour...ah." Logan shakes his head, and says, "Sure, Elf, ah'm there." Logan nods to Lorna. "Of course. No wine for mom." Logan grins. "Ah'll drink yer portion, promise."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "Danke, Logan." Kurt says, his smile warm. He pulls in a long breath, and grins. "But this is a gut thing." he lift s his scotch up and toasts Lorna with it. He knocks it back. He squeezes both eyes, and his left eye twitches. He gives a little cough. "Smooth." he coughs.

Polaris has posed:
Grinning at Kurt, Lorna shakes her head and leans back to watch the two men. "Considerate of you both. I think my father might lay an egg over this." She sighs and eyes her belly. "I guess he'll just have to adapt with the rest of us-after all an heir with kids does promote stability."

Wolverine has posed:
    Logan regards his friends for a moment, and gets nostalgic. Logan looks sad for a moment, letting a few memories, some of the few he can remember correctly, move through his mind and his vision as his eyes grow distant. Friends and loved ones, loved an lost.

    With a nod, and smile, Logan says, "Couldn't a' happened ta' two better people, Kurt. Lorna. Anything ya' need, and ah'm there. Uncle Logan will be there fer the l'il one as well." Logan grins, and grabs the both of them in a massive hug.

    "Ah, family. Keep each other close, kids, 'cause tomorrow, tomorrow's a' bitc*." Logan winks, and lets the two friends go from his hug. "Now, get outta here!" Git!" Logan laughs, and watches his friends with another sad expression, barely hidden behind his lowered cowboy hat. "Sigh..."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    That tail gives a series of quick hard slashes at the mention of Magneto. He finishes his scotch after Lorna reminds him. "Well. It was a risk. We decided nicht to wait until marriage. We are adults. We know what that does." He shakes his head as if to clear it. Its the scotch. "How can you drink this?" he hops off the hood of the car. "We wanted to tell you first. mein freund" For reasons that Kurt does not want to have to say; he certainly does not feel they need to be said. He hugs Logan back, and he will have to 'git' before he gets all upset and cries or something. "Ja." He says, voice rough.

Polaris has posed:
Hugged, Lorna seems most alarmed to see Logan showing affection. "Well, Dad had me out of wedlock, he can deal." She decides to Kurt and slits a hand into Kurt's to tow him away before the two men can get more emotional.