7940/Loungin

Loungin
Date of Scene:	18 June 2019
Location:	Teacher's Lounge - Xavier's School
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Nightcrawler, Rogue

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Nightcrawler has posed:
Doors are for plebs, this is something that should be written over Kurts as he flips onto the balcony in a cloud of smoke and then steps in, humming to himself as he looks about, on his way to a chair, carrying a small air-tight bag and a thermos of similar design, flopping down with a sigh.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue is already in the lounge, she's seated in one of the chairs with one foot up on the coffee table in front of her and an ipad in her lap that she's got a video running on. She's softly humming/singing a song to herself. On her head is a beat up straw western hat, her brown and white hair flowing down on either sides of her head down to her shoulders, she's got a green teeshirt on, some jean shorts and some fishnet stockings on to keep her dangerous skin at-bay. When Kurt steps in fron the balcony, Rogue's eyes look up and she stares over at him from under the brim of her hat. "Heya there, Splodeyman." She says, giving him an affectionate nickname.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "Guten tag, Anna" he smiles, lifting his container. "I have gyro from that place on the lower east side, where most don't speak English, but I can speak to the one in German?" liting the bag and swinging it back and forth.
    "Want one, sweet sister?" Kurt grins crossing his ankles before him, opening his thermos first and pouring out strong smelling coffee.

Rogue has posed:
Once the bag is swung and the words are spoken, Rogue's eyes go up to Kurt to watch him and a grin spreads over her lips. She drops her booted foot off of the table and sits up straighter in her chair. "You bet your fuzzy tail I do." She says back to him with a sly grin as she reaches up to tip her straw hat back on her head so it shows her face off more, her hands are encased in black gloves that go up just past her elbows. Rogue then deactivates her tablet computer and sets it aside before she puts her hands together and smiles at him. "Hows things been in Kurt's world? I haven't had a chance t'ask ya in quite awhile."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Setting the bag on the table, and opening it for her to take her pick of the food inside, he also motions to his thermos "It's not Amerikanner coffee, so it'll actually be good." said before he takes a moment to think over his answer.
    "I've been well - though, I am going to meet with SHIELD, to see if they can be helped as well." looking embarasse to admit it. "I'll be with the X-Men still, though. No worries of my leaving."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue then scootches forward to the edge of her chair and she does dig around in the bag for one of the gyros before she sits back then and sets it on her lap. Her eyes dart up to him as she starts to pull her gloves off, one after the other. "SHIELD Agent Kurt Wagner?" She asks him as a grin grows across her lips. "Please show me your badge the moment you get it, okay?" She can't help but tease him a bit. "I think thats awesome, Kurt. I hope it all goes smoothly though. I haven't heard a whole lot about mutants workin' for that group though, t'be fair. Make sure its not some kinda trap, okay?"

Nightcrawler has posed:
"That's part of it, Anna." Kurt digs out his own foil wrapped greek taco... because... that's what a gyro is, lets be honest. "I want to make sure they're not tracking, trapping, and studying mutants, I want to try and find what they know about us as well - while trying to help if thry need it." he lifts his own meal to take a big bite (what was he going to do if he'd been the only one? He had two in there??)

Rogue has posed:
Its not hard to find someone in this school to eat a free gyro! In this case, Rogue. She leans back in her chair and puts both of her leather booted feet up onto the edge of the table in front of her and she just grins at Kurt as he replies, she enjoys a bite or two of her own tasty gyro now too before she clears her palette and shakes her head over at him. "Just be careful." She warns her adopted brother, her favorite part of what came out of her time within the Brotherhood. "But if ya do find out that they're up t'stuff... I mean that'll be kinda cool. You'll be like a double agent." Right as she says that the little 'spidey sense' in her mind toges off and she glances down to her gyro then back up to Kurt. "Ya better talk t'Scott about it, come t'think of it. Make sure he's in the know..."

Nightcrawler has posed:
"I'll let him know after I talk to them - that way I'll have answers to slim's questions, ja?" Kurt shrugs, downing half a cup of his coffee before he works on his gyro again. "Und how about you?" turning his eyes fully on her, "What have you been up to? You've been tucked away so much lately, are you..." he frowns, "Are you feeling ok? I know what it is like to, well not feel okay. If you need to talk I am always here for you, you know?"

Rogue has posed:
Rogue continues to enjoy the tasty food while she listens to him. She then leans forward to snatch a napkin from the stack on the table and her bottle of tea before she leans back again. After dabbing at her lips she smiles at him softly before nodding her head, her hair gently waving against the sides of her face as she does it. "I'm great, really." She says then to him. "I mean... its been a bit odd since my... father... came back, from the dead so to speak. But, its been nice t'get to know him. I mean, like a dream come true really. Minus the whole part about my mother bein' trapped in an alternate reality prison still." Her real mother apparently, not their shared blue one who still haunts both of their lives from time to time. "Other than that? I just... have been workin' on my college stuff and Storm wants me t'teach some classes this fall."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Bowing his head, "I wish our family life could be easier sometimes." his tail loops around to pat her knee. "But please tell me if you hurt at all, ok? I mean it." he gets that 'look, grin creeping back, "Maybe I could even meet Thor, tell him about the beautiful southern belle that is my sister, no? He's an alien isn't he? You don't work on aliens?"

Rogue has posed:
Rogue looks up as the tail pats over her covered knee and she just flashes a light grin at what it is Kurt says to her. "Oh, I know Thor." She says. "I was with the Avengers for over a year, remember?" She says then to him before she exhales sharply once. "I'm mad at him too, so if ya do see'im, let him know I haven't forgotten about how he tried t'sacrifice me to some kinda snake god." She smirks then at her blue furred brother and nods down to the food. "This is really good." She says then to him. "Always takin' care'a me, you are Kurt. They better not brain wash ya against in SHIELD< if'n you do get all signed up inta their weird agency."

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Note to self... Have the Hulk punch Thor, so I don't break my hand." Kurt nods and gives a wink, "I'm sure they'll keep me at arms distance, Anna." head ducking slightly, "Billionaires, science accidents, alien demi-gods, they seem fine with them. And you at least look like most of them. This will be a stretch see how they handle a 'freak' as it were."

Rogue has posed:
Rogue has to give Kurt a glare then at the last part of what he says. "You're not a freak." She scolds him calmly before she sets the last few bites of her food down into the wrapper again in her lap. "They got people in their ranks that don't look entirely human either. Look up the one... uh... Vision. Yeah. I talked t'him a few times. He's kinda human, but not entirely-so. I mean, yeah, a lotta've'em look like swimsuit models there, but hell. They're just in good shape, ya gotta be when you do what they do after all." Rogue smirks softly then. "You're a blue furry stud, so just puff your chest out and be proud'a it. Okay?" She widens her green eyes at him as she says that last word firmly.

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Vision is a robot! People are fine if it has two hands and tentacles if its a robot." Kurt shrugs a little, "But ok. It's just nerves talking. Get it out there before they do, ja?" he frowns, "But no worries, they'll get used to me, or I lesve, easy as that... and maybe I aparate in the kitchen if they've a cafeteria, little revenge?" tipping Anna a litle wink.