7844/Coney Island Freakshow

Coney Island Freakshow
Date of Scene:	12 June 2019
Location:	Gravesend, Brooklyn
Synopsis:	Kurt and Rahne have a little date at Coney Island
Cast of Characters:	Nightcrawler, Wolfsbane

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Nightcrawler has posed:
    Kurt is taking a risk, if only in that people can see him as he really is. Dressed casually and intent on bringing Rahne to Coney Island, the fuzzy blue elf has his head down though, close to Wolfsbane as they walk, trying not to notice the stares, or occasional muttered word, aimed at him. "Have you ever been before, Rahne?"

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane is now not the only one visibly different, since she's gone with Kurt looking the way she usually does. "Are ye sure this is safe? No' because o' th' people around, but in case Sentinels show up?" she asks, walking with him while keeping on the alert for any signs of possible trouble. It's a bold step for the elf, that's for sure. It's no less bold for her being there with him, out here. "An' I've been tae Coney Island a few times."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Nodding slightly and looking about, "Start you off with something to eat then? Then one of the slower rides?" voice shaking ever so slightly, Kurt actually seeks out her hand, squeezing if he's allowed to take it. "If Sentinals come... I'll get us away, and I'll carry you if the hop tires you out." he frowns now "They won't hurt the people, they'll chase after us."

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane's eyes shift toward Kurt's hand, differently shaped but still humanoid enough. It'd be a good costume overall, if not for that tail that's a bit too lifelike to be fake. "They have funnel cakes here, an' we could get th' fish an' chips," she suggests, fitting her fingers in with his after a moment, nodding twice to his plan if things go south. "Ye're feeling daring today."

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner gives a smile when he feels her fingers moving with his. "I guess I'm borrowing a bit of your courage." golden eyes turning to her before he looks into the surroundings. "Fish and chips, maybe a coney dog - I know you love meat." tail lashing nervously, having several near misses while he tries to figure what to do with it.

Wolfsbane has posed:
"Mine?" the wolfen woman asks, raising a brow. "Is it because I usually go oot like this?" she asks, squinting up at him. She isn't used to being looked to as an example of courage, even if there are times it's warranted. "An'..aye. I already liked it before, but I think there's a bit more wi' me tha' craves it sometimes." She's aware of that tail, grinning at it.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Letting the tail wrap around her waist he sighs, embaressed, and looks back to her with a fragile smile, "People like werewolves, I know you're wulfen, but to Amerikanner.. well. They call them werewolves. They're something fearsome... They see a devil and religious conservatism comes out... So yes, your bravery." Kurt looks sheepish.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane eyes the tail as it turns possessive again, but she shifts her focus back toward him instead. "I'm no' so sure o' tha'," she says, shaking her head. "Most o' th' time, ye see werewolves an' it's a horror movie, but I guess there have been some things where they're look a' as all right. I mean, we're still both mutants." She need not say how seeing Kurt the first time frightened her.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Noting her gaze to his tail, he makes a conscious effort to unwind it, "Sorry." leading her to the fish and chips cart, signaling for only one and riding out the stare they get but he instinctively claims. "Ja, that's true. I still think you're the better looking one here." half grinning a moment, Kurt's brow knits, thinking.

Wolfsbane has posed:
"Och, I didna say it was a problem," Wolfsbane says of the tail, even as it slips free. Maybe it's..cute? She tries to order two large pieces of haddock with all the good stuff to go with it - tartar, malt vinegar, etc. "Ahh..I've sort o' come around on thinking ye look handsome as well, though I'm no' sure about th' beard. Ye're already fuzzy," she says quietly, waiting to see if they have any problems paying or getting their food.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Dropping a fifty to purchase food and good-will, Kurt blinks when she calls him handsome, brightening some, "Well, I think the beard makes me look distinguished." pointed teeth in his smile. "Gifve it a feel, softer than a normal person's." winking at her. He doesn't order any for himself, he has his heart set on a coney dog.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane may be getting a Coney Dog as well but for now it looks like their money is going to be accepted, perhaps thanks to the 'tip.' She moves off to one side so she can wait, hands kept to herself before she reaches up for a quick touch. "I guess it is, but it makes ye look older as well." Part of her focus is still on their surroundings.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner's flick to and fro as he moves for one of the dog vendors. "I prefer that to looking fifteen all the time." smirking as he walks... "You should grow your tail, solidarity?" winking at her.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane stays close as she keeps an eye on the fish and chips stand, the hot dogs not far away. "Ye dinna look tha' young wi' nae beard," she points out, missing the joke if it is, in fact, one. The suggestion leads her to ask, "Solidarity? Why do ye say tha'? I've usually just let it be since I dinna really need it like this."

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Because I'm the only one with one right now?" looking to her, Kurt makes big glowy eyes at her, attempting to be the adorable blue elf for the moment even as he navigates the gawkers and onlookers.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane gives Kurt a long look while he gets his hot dog. She also seeks one of her own, which could probably be finished off before the fish is even ready. It's the eyes that do it. "I swear, Kurt, if this ends wi' some wee bairn pulling on it..." But, with just a little focus, a brush-like tail soon appears, just poking out beneath the 'tail' of the outfit itself.

Nightcrawler has posed:
When her tail comes out, Kurt smiles - both of his hands are taken up by food. His ruse successful, his tail snakes out to twine itself with hers. "Victory is mine." wagging his eyebrows at her.

Wolfsbane has posed:
"..Kurt!" Wolfsbane blurts, surprised by the trickery that soon leads to one tail 'claiming' another, her eyes briefly widening as it /is/ a sensitive spot. Yet, it's not..unwelcome, even as she looks back over a shoulder to see what's happened. What a sly..devil.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Looking particularly proud of himsef he starts towards the ferris wheel with her. "I half expected you to slap me." smiling at her now, Kurt takes a sip from a big lemonade he purchased at the dog cart, offering it for her to take a drink.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane stops and in this case, he can feel the tug when he keeps walking and she doesn't. "I may yet," she mutters, adding, "Ye're so quick tae go on th' rides, we still have tae go back for muh fish." The hot dogs were ready-made. Not so with the fish! "An' I'll get muh own drink. Sharing's no' healthy."

Nightcrawler has posed:
"OH! The fish!" Kurt blinks "Sorry I usually don't get that..." turning easily to follow her back. "Come now, with our metabolisms?" sipping his lemonade again. Looking a little confused now, but not unwilling to go along.

Wolfsbane has posed:
"Someone's forgetful when I grow a tail," Wolfsbane chides gently, giving him a quick glance. "I was told ye should never share drinks because ye could leave germs for someone else." Is she being naive? Probably. People kiss all the time and...yeah. Anyway, now that she's got her fish, and a big lemonade of her own with the lemon inside, it's time for some chow.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Letting her lead now where they go now, "Forgetful of what when you grow a tail?" he tilts his head at her, taking another bite of his dog. "I didn't pull it by accident, did I?"

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane eyes Kurt. "I meant I did th' thing wi' th' tail, then ye forgot all about th' fish an' just went straight for the rides. We should probably let our food settle a wee bit first anyway, aye?" she says, wasting no time in finishing off her hot dog before getting into the fish without any hesitation. "Mm, this is good," she says, mouth full.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner chuckles, "I've never hhad such trouble on a full stomach... and I forgot the chips and fish, ja. I was distracted by green eyes. I can't help if I am caught up in an emerald net, that leaves me witless." winking at her.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Time for a blush behind that fur. "Kurt.." she warns again, likely taking that compliment with modesty and a flash of shyness that often comes out..though the tail shifts slightly beneath the folds of her clothing back there. "Before I say something embarrassing, I've go' food tae finish." Eat, eat, eat.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    He grins, "Embarassing?" sipping his lemonade and flashing her a smile that's all fangs, the crowds moving past or rubber necking forgotten. "What could be spoken that would make you abashed, oh blooming thistle, oh beauty of the highlands?" turning on the charm full bore.

Wolfsbane has posed:
This is the point Wolfsbane backhands Kurt, though it's just a light smack to the shoulder. "Yuir tongue is as forked as yuir tail!" she blurts, almost sputtering out some of her lemonade, coughing once to make sure she can compose herself a bit better before she waves a hand at him. "I'm trying tae eat, ye dummy!"

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "My tail is spaded, thank you!" the appendage lifting and waving at her over his shoulder." smirking as he is struck. Kurt's tail loops back down, attempting to twine about hers again even as he leans, bordering on too close. "And my tongue is silver, Rahne. Forked tongue lie. I do not, ja?" winking at her.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane is in mid-bite of some fish with a couple chips in hand when the tail passes in front of her face. She swats at it, then it's back down again and snaking possessively around hers. She shifts in place once more, having found a spot to sit for the eating of food, the drinking of drink, and she sniffs once. "I canna win th' clever wordplay wi' ye, so I'm no' even gaunae try."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "That's fine, I can take care of the clever wordplay." Kurt smiles again and leans to boop his nose against hers, if she'll let him, before going back to eatting his dog. He is fully ignoring the crowd at this point, attention focused.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Imagine that it was the wolfen woman who could get Kurt to stop worrying about others around him. When his nose touches hers, eyes widen for a moment and she briefly rubs noses back in return, blinking at herself a moment later before she quietly focuses on the last piece of fish she's got. "This is, um, good.." she says quietly, stealing a glance toward him.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Beaming, and giving her another wink, "I think so." Kurt returns, letting her finish her food for the moment. Sipping his sweet-sour drink and munching the last of his dog, eyes closing. Because it's a coney dog. They're so good they've spawned restaraunts using the same recipe that reach all the way to Minnesota. That's right. Minnesota. And the place is packed most of the day.

    Is Wade near by?

Wolfsbane has posed:
After finally finishing the food, Wolfsbane sips of the lemonade but drinks enough of it that she gets that bitter lemon face expression for a few seconds. "Augh.." she says with a quick shake of the head, clearing it. At least, no more distractions with food. That opens the door for Kurt's next dastardly plan.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Once she has recovered from the lemonade, Kurt holds his hands out to Rahne to pull her up... at least if she will, "Have you ever been on the ferris wheel, Rahne?" looking excited. "Things look wonderful from up there!" he still remains innured to the crowds for now, even those that say something aloud forgotten in the moment.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane pinches the bridge of her nose, then gets up with the offer of a gentlemanly, if different, hand. "I've been on them before, but no' this one. Let's go," she agrees. It's no roller coaster or drop zone thing. It won't bother their stomachs at all.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "It's gigantic, and the city doesn't look so dirty from up high." tugging her along, albeit gently, once she is standing, tail winding about hers once again when she is standing. Kurt pauses only once when he realizes the wall of 'normal' people that he's about to have to walk through, but he ducks his head some to start forward.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane tosses the food waste into the nearest trash can, peering back at the tails. In a way it's..cute, really. Not something she probably had in mind or expected, but now that it's happening she can't help but lean her way slightly closer. "It'd have tae be pretty high up tae make this place look clean," she remarks, a little low under her breath. Even still, she's watching what's going on around them. Who knows what that person on the phone over there might be doing, talking to.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "True enough." Kurt notes as he looks from person to person, shrinking slightly back against Rahne until finally at their destination. "Isolated too, fewer staring face, ja?" he looks back to her, giving a smile that may be to reassure himself as he pays the guy running the ride, stepping up as one of the 'buckets' slides into place, holding it steady for Wolfsbane to step in first.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane snakes an arm through Kurt's. Could be she's getting more comfortable around him, but she might also be seeking a little extra comfort given some of the looks they get. Not everything is a bad expression, but there are a few that show suspicion and distaste. "I'm no' feeling like staying around here verra much longer. Maybe after this, we can go somewhere less busy."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Giving a blink when her arm loops through his, Kurt smiles a little more broadly before settling down in the bucket with Rahne, doing his best to ignore the onlookers as the buckets start to move up to allow people out and in as the next go prepares. Sitting close to her and points asthey rise higher, pointing at the ocean first for now. "At least that's a worthwhile view, ja?" the regular people are below them, below his attention, and once more he starts to loosen up. "I'm glad you came with me today, Rahne."

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane takes a seat, sitting across from him at first so as to keep a good balance within the bucket, or cage, after the door swings shut and it starts to move off and on while others load up. Slowly they start to climb toward the top of the wheel's position and she turns to look out over the area below. "It /is/ a nice sight," she agrees.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "So, that cabin that Doug sold me." Kurt still looks out at the ocean as he speaks, "I'm going out there this weekend... do you think you'd take a little vacation with me?" eyes turning, however perceptible that is, towards her when he asks, tone a little guarded.

Wolfsbane has posed:
They complete a circle, then another as the wheel keeps spinning for a few minutes. Views are had from different angles, and there's almost a childlike quality to the way Wolfsbane looks at things from the various perspectives. Maybe she really hasn't had much of a chance to experience things like this before, so she's mildly distracted when she answers, "Mmm? Th' cabin? Och..ahh, I dinna really have any plans.."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Watching her, and the way she looks at things, Kurt lets her have her distractions, though he does move - shifting his weight to keep the balance steady, to lean and take her hands, "Well, if you didn't have plans then we can either see if Blink or one of the others can get you there, unless you'd rather fly a normal plane, and I'll take the hops cross country to meet you at the airport?" head tilting "New woods to run around in too, it's Washington state."

Wolfsbane has posed:
Now looking away from the areas below, the wolfen woman turns more of her focus toward the elf as his hands settle around hers. "I guess I'd be fine wi' whichever way works best." There's even Illyana and her stepping disks, but..that's probably a no. "I like th' idea o' some new woods tae check oot. Did ye have anything else in mind?"

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Shrugging, chagrinned, Kurt plows on "Not sure yet, I've not seen the place - I figure we could check out some of the sights - but the place is designed to be completely off grid, according to Doug." giving her hands a squeeze, "So we could go out, or stay in, as much as we wanted while there?"

Wolfsbane has posed:
An unknown adventure? When's the last time anyone really got to do something like that? "Ooh, it sounds like a big mystery." The hands are a focus for a moment, drawing her attention there again before she looks back up. "We can do it," she agrees.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Bouncing a little, excited all over again as she agrees. "YES!.. Er!.. Yes! Excellent! I can set up the flight for you and then when you're boarding I can be hopping, ja?" tail flicking all around until he grabs it and sets it down, looking as the wheel starts to near the top again, long pauses starting as people start to get off, and onto, the ride all over.

Wolfsbane has posed:
"Aye, but tha' means you'll get there well before I do," Wolfsbane says, then she wonders, "Ye dinna mind being there alone for a few hours a' least?" It could be even more depending on how far it is from the nearest airport, but by that point they might have Kurt's way of finishing up the travel. Soon, after the stops and starts, they're at the wheel's apex, where it halts.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner grins as the wheel stops, looking back to her, "I can always put on my inducer and see about getting a rental car or something - I'm sure one of the people at the mansion can set something up for when we arrive, and then we go from there. But I think it'll be worth the wait." winking at her, at the top of the world.