6481/Hey there Bluemuffin

Hey there Bluemuffin
Date of Scene:	13 February 2019
Location:	Xavier's School, Westchester, New York
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Nightcrawler, Jubilee

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Nightcrawler has posed:
    So - while the news might not have drifted all the way out here - rumor had it around the Mansion that Kurt was getting back 'soon'. And soon was right then, apparently, with the complaints of rotten egg smell already drifting through the staff quarters back home.

    But Jubilee might be separated from that, out here on the lakeside. And Kurt was doing his welcome back tour - and he'd be remiss in missing Jubilee from all that!

    Crimson sweater worn over a plaid grey shirt, left untucked into a pair of dark slacks. He didn't have shoes on (of course), and he held a small wrapped package in his right hand, tapping one of his oversized knuckles alongside the entryway into the cabin, before rocking back and waiting, letting his luminscent eyes track over the lake as the afternoon was starting to drift towards dinnertime.

Jubilee has posed:
She may have got a few texts from her gal-pals throughout the day! Jubilee had some early meetings with a couple of students, followed by a couple of jaunts about the city for some chores and shopping. Now home, she just put the last of the groceries away and glanced over at the knocking.

Heading across the living room to open the door, her eyes widen at the sight of him. "Kurt!" She calls out, lunging forward to give him a firm hug. "Hey fuzzy elf! It seems like a big ol' family reunion around here these days. C'mon in!" She says as she slides a hand down into his to tug him forth. "You want something to drink? Eat?"

Nightcrawler has posed:
Of /course/ Kurt was always open for hugs, returning them with just as much warmth as Jubilee likewise provided - if not moreso! (Although that was a high bar to jump over). "Guten dag, guten dag!" he shouts out with that hug as he met the lunging forward.

"That is what I have heard before. That many people are coming back - so I am lucky, ja?" he says, his lips parting in a smile. Jubilee finds his hand, and he finds himself tugged along. "I have brought many gifts back from Germany, for everyone," he says. "And this one?" he offers the box. "I will trade for a little bit of water," he says, with a grin.

"You have been well? Have you had this cabin a while? I might have forgotten... Germany was so exciting, you see."

Jubilee has posed:
"Oh. Yeah. Picked this place off from a friend who was moving out of state. Got it on the cheap." Jubilee says as she leads him to the kitchen, practically dancing along her nimble feet. Upon letting go of his and, she takes a glass out of the cupboard, then fills it with water from a pitcher in the fridge.

"You got me a present? Really?" Her grin widens playfully along her face as she turns to face him, sliding upwards to settle on the edge of the counter where her legs can swing a bit freely. "But, yeah, I'm doing great. I'm a guidance counselor here, which is really cool because I like shaping the young minds of our student body."

"So, how are you? Still jet lagged from the trip over?"

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Yes," Kurt says, "I didn't just teleport over, you see," he says with a wink. "I went by plane, with my image inducer on and shining bright," he says, accepting glass for package. Bringing up his arm to rest against the same counter, he turns to look towards Jubilee, his eyes up on her own features.

"A guidance counselor?!" he says, miming shock. "Mein Gott! Who approved this!" he says, bringing up his hand to hold his chest, briefly, to add onto that effect. But... he pauses, his smile staying bright. "I think you will be one of the better guidance counselors we have. You have seen so much in your short time on this world; I think your experience can help some of the troubled children we manage to get at the institute," he says.

"Unless by 'shaping young minds', you mean Magneto-style, Jubilation," he adds, dryly.

"So I am jet lagged, but I think I would be physically harmed if I did not at least try to go around and say hello to everyone, ja?" he says, bringing up a hand to push through his own short hair - a bit shaggy at the moment, actually.

Jubilee has posed:
Giving him a sly grin, Jubilee says, "Jean approved if you if you can believe it. Probably because it was either me or Bobby, and she was desperate for a math teacher." Her foot reaches out to tap against his leg a few times, pokey-poke-tap. "And it's been a fun ride. To be honest, kids just want to be heard and feel like someone is listening to them. I can relate to that."

She gives a long stretch of her body, popping a joint in her shoulder. "I'm really glad that you did visit. If you wanna crash, I got a guest room you can sprawl out in or something. You even got a room yet at the mansion set up? I'm sure your old one is probably still there with all your stuff still there. Once an X-Man, always an X-Man."

Nightcrawler has posed:
Tap once, tap twice against his leg. But for the third tap, his leg wasn't there, pulled away and nearly tucked up vertically behind himself, his slacks thankfully having a lot of give to them. "I do believe it. I know you must be teased on it a lot, Jubilation," Kurt begins. "But I meant what I said. I think you're going to be good at it - especially for those things you're mentioning."

"I have a lot of my things set up in my room, but Illyana, I think, left a present for me in there," he says, sounding a bit grim. "It's... flowers." He pauses.

"...I think," he adds. He brings his leg back from behind his back, to settle back onto the ground, taking a sip of his water. "Have you had any interesting cases so far? With children?" A beat. "If you want to talk about work, of course."

Jubilee has posed:
"Illyana sent you flowers? Like, roses or something?" Jubilee asks as her brows lift upwards curiously into her dark hair. "So, far as interesting cases, there is this kid that calls himself Booger Boy, and it's so gross.. dude can yank like thick ropes of snot out of his nose and thinks he's Spider-Man with it. Constantly getting in trouble and falling out of trees. He wants to be a superhero so bad, but he's like.. fourteen.. and doesn't have an optimal power."

"He's a nice kid, but eeesh, he's gonna get himself killed if he thinks he can leap around bridges by his nose ropes. Last night he got himself plastered to the ceiling." Her eyes roll upwards a bit. "Besides him everyone else is pretty cut and dry. Relationship issues, teacher issues, Logan issues." She says with a grin.

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Yeah. I /wish/ they were roses," Kurt manages to say. "I hung a crucifix over it, and hopefully they'll crawl away by the time I get back to my room," he says, a shudder running through him involuntarily. "But I'll probably just get rid of them some other way," he adds.

"She probably thought she was being... thoughtful," he says, his face screwing up. Only to screw up more at the description of Booger Boy. "Ja, still, there is something to be said about a young man who is proud of himself and what he does. He will learn prudence with time," he says.

"Logan issues, relationship issues, teacher issues. These can be a lot to weigh on the mind. And you know," he says, with a wag of his devil tail behind himself as he shifts his weight. "If you ever need someone to speak to about these things," he says, in his soft baritone. "This is something I am good at. The pointed ears, you see," he says, with a widening grin.

Jubilee has posed:
Giving him a smile, Jubilee lifts a hand up to rub at her cheek a bit with her palm, as if warding away a bit of flush. "Charmer. I'd love to take you up on that. Maaaaybe.. tomorrow night?" She slips off the counter to open the fridge, whisking out a cheese stick to unwrap. "I know a good salad bar that also serves some decent healthy pizza. Maybe we can hit it up and I can talk your ears off."

"And if you need me to get rid of ... evil flowers for you, I can do it. Wouldn't be my first tumble with aggressive floral arrangements."

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Hmn," a pause from Kurt. "Let me make sure it isn't a student or something before we burn it alive. It's... horrific," he waits a beat. "It's a bouquet of living... body parts," he says, trying to describe it in one sentence and failing some. "And if it isn't from Illyana, that's even more worrisome," he adds.

The charmer accusation causes that grin to come back to his lips, teeth still shining. "Pizza and cheese sticks. But healthy. Is there such a thing?" he asks, his eyes going to the cheese stick before his eyes return to Jubilee's own.

"But of course. I am here to help. I'm a school recruiter, you see, but I'd like to think that is not all I can do," he adds.

"Ah, yes." He taps the box. "The Tirolerhut! The Bavarian hat from the alpines. A little silly, but this is the real thing," he says.

Jubilee has posed:
"Pizza and salad." Jubilee grins at him. "It's my favorite salad bar. It's really nice, has colorful veggies and the pizza is really good. Has a sweet sauce and wheat crust."

Looking over at the box, she shifts over to open it up after putting the cheese stick into the side of her mouth, holding it in place with her teeth. Upon sight of the hat, she pops it on her head at a jaunty angle, giving herself a bit of a twirl. "Whatcha thinkg blueberry? Do I look awesome or what?"

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Sehr gut!" exclaims Kurt at the showing off of the same, both of his hands coming up with a thumbsup. "It was this or chocolate, so..." he says, that grin staying on his face. "That does sound like a good place to eat," he says. "And a nice upgrade from the diet of yesterday," he says, with a wryness. "And it will be nice to get away from sausage - the Germany of today has a great variety in the foods you can get, but I stuck with the traditional. Because there's only one place in the world that you can get food that tastes authentically from Germany, ja?" he says.

With the water half drunk, he settles it onto the counter, moving to straighten up again.

Jubilee has posed:
"Oh, well, you /know/ I wouldn't turn away good chocolate, but I also wouldn't turn away a cool hat too. Bobby will be so jealous." Jubilee takes her phone out to launch the camera, looking at herself. She inches in close to Kurt, pressing her cheek to his to snap a selfie of them, then giggles softly. "Cute."

"So, tomorrow, dinner then?" Her lips give a warm smile. "You /do/ like salad right? I wasn't sure if you were a strict meat eater or something. Cuz' we can totally do something else."

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt was never afraid of selfies, even going so far as to smile up at the held camera, and wrap his free arm around Jubilee's shoulders for the moment of the selfie, fuzzy cheek pressed into hers and all. With that done, he draws away again, looking back to Jubilee. "No, no, I can eat vegetables. And oftentimes, prefer them," he says.

Folding his hands back into the pockets of his slacks, or at least one of his big thumbs, he smiles. "Dinner, then. We can catch up, and you can tell me everything. And I can tell you about Germany! If you wish to invite friends, too, this is all good," he says, flashing his smile.

Jubilee has posed:
"Oh, cool. Glad to hear that. I sorta need a purge after crushing a bunch of chili dogs last night with the girls, so I figured salad would be a nice, clean safe place to get dinner." Jubilee says with a tone of amusement in her throat.

"I'd love to hear about Germany. I don't think I've been there, even on missions. But it would be really fun to one day visit and see a bit more of the world when it's not up against bad guys."

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Well, this is where I grew up, so if you ever decide to go - perhaps I can be your tour guide," says Kurt. "But I have a feeling that when we go next, it'll be due to some world ending horror in Germany, da?" he says, his tone light with the joke.

He was moving to the door. He could teleport back from here, but... it'd be rude to leave a stink cloud indoors, right?

Not that it always stopped him.

"I have heard. Rogue in particular sings your praises." A beat. "Sort-of," he says, touching his nose with his hand. "But I should get back. But tomorrow, we can sit and talk for real," he says, bringing up his tail to give the rim of the hat a little slap, slyly.

Jubilee has posed:
"Rogue's my girl. Always had my back. She's in the Jubilee's school for cool kids for life." Jubilee steps forward a bit, reaching out to swat at his tail with a grin.

"Thank you for the hat, Kurt, and for coming by and seeing me, and for getting dinner with me tomorrow." She leans in to give him a hug once they reach the door. "It's great to see your handsome mug again. Also, the shaggy hair is super cute. Definitely keep it. It has that windswept messy manner." She tips a wink to him. "Sleep well when you get to it, fuzzy elf."

Nightcrawler has posed:
Jubilee's hand does strike tail, and Kurt pulls it away with a mock hurt expression. A wink is sent to Jubilee, and he accepts the hug (of course), at the door. "It was good to catch up with you as well. You are doing well, Jubilee," he says, showing his teeth with a smile. "And perhaps I shall, then," he says, bringing up his hand through his hair. "Even if this will make the barber upset at me," he adds.

A few steps outside, flourishing his arm in a bow to Jubilee. "Until tomorrow, fraulein," he says.

BAMF!

Nightcrawler has posed:
Yes, it still smelled like rotten eggs. At least it was temporary.