8169/Wolves and Walkers, Heart to Heart

Wolves and Walkers, Heart to Heart
Date of Scene:	04 July 2019
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Mercy Thompson, Daniel Osborn, Omnis, Nightcrawler, Armor

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Mercy Thompson has posed:
The sun is out over Central Park, albeit a little cloudy as Mercy Thompson, mechanic, and coyote walker is settled into the grass listening to a local musician play. Grass stains the jeans and sneakers she's wearing, and t-shirt too. Mercy's laying back, propped up on her elbows and listens with a grin, watching the guitarist and flicks $5 at the guitarist. She smiles and settles back again and smiles. She's enjoying the simple pleasure of being in the park just after lunch. Mercy's got a lunch sandwich on a towel by her side, making a picnic out of it. Sandwich, coffee, choclate, there's a lot to be said for Mercy's planning skills. Shaking her head, Mercy chews on her sandwich for a moment, watching the park.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Mercy?" The voice is familiar, complete with a familiar face, Oz walking Mercy's way. He looks ever so slightly downcast, but he seems to be doing well at hiding his deeper feelings, and he offers a smile to Mercy as he approaches, having not expected to see her in Central Park. Perhaps she's on lunch break or something.

Omnis has posed:
The girl known sometimes as Omnis and sometimes as Kally is walking through the park today as simply Kally. She smiles as she looks around, approaching a stand near to where Mercy is eating. Smiling as she pulls out a few dollars and orders herself a hotdog with the works. She hasn't quite noticed Mercy and Oz yet but she's definitely attracted the attention of a few ghosts. One is standing by a tree near Mercy, leaning against it and smoking an ethereal cig while considering the girl.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy looks over to Oz and waves him over. "Hey Oz" she says with a smile and props herself up more on her elbows while chewing on her sandwich more, the musician moved on. Mercy's relaxing more with a smile, the faint music on the air. Mercy nods to the ghost and motions the one by the tree over. She looks then to Oz with a smile. "So what's up?" she asks then smiles, raising her sandwich as she smells the hot dog. "Lunch sandwich with the works, or a hot dog?" Mercy asks with a smile, guarding her cake and coffee by merely being near it, looking over to the hot dog.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Oh, you know," Oz says, flopping down on the grass beside Mercy. He can't see ghosts, but he does spot Kally, though, and smell the hot dog Mercy's referring to, but he doesn't lift his hand to wave her over, he doesn't know her after all. "Who are you looking at?" he asks, not able to see the ghost that Mercy's nodding to. He folds his hands over his chest and closes his eyes for a moment, letting the sounds and smells around him fade away briefly as he meditates.

Omnis has posed:
A smile as she receives her hot dog and she looks up in time to see the smoking ghost point over at Mercy. The girl blinks and looks over before she walks toward the pair and smiles a little, though the smile is hesitant for Mercy, "Hi." She says and nods to Mercy before smiling over at Oz and nodding to him before taking a bite of her hot dog. To prevent more words from spilling out, potentially.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Looking to Kally, Mercy actually genuinely smiles then remembers the main thing. Stay on two legs. In clothes!

When Kally speaks, Mercy bides her time and tongue, then settles back again now laying stretched out on the grass. She does though, glance over to Oz then to Kally for a moment. "Chocolate anyone?" she asks, then looks to them again.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz looks up to Kally after coming out of meditation, offering a smile. "Hey," he says. He looks between Mercy and Kally, sensing something might be going on, but not really sure what it is, so he just half shrugs. "Oz," he says, looking back to Kally.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    A fine day to go walking, dressed up for a change in a tailored suit, hands folded behind his back and humming to himself. Passing near the trio already present the man is humming something with a slow tempo to himself as he goes, pausing in his step to pull out a phone far larger than he needs for his hands, fumbling a little with a slight frown but no cessation of his hum.

Omnis has posed:
A look over at Mercy, and she nods to her, "Sure, chocolate is nice." She then looks over at Oz, "I'm Kally." She nods her head at the guy, "Nice to meet you. I assume you know Mercy in some way as well." She chuckles and then settles down, giving another look to Mercy before she blinks as she notices Kurt, "Odd...who wears a suit like that to the park?"

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy grins and holds out Belgian chocolate for any and all who wants it...then nods to Oz. "You want any?" she asks with a smile. Then she bites into it, eyes following Kurt as the humming ceases. Mercy though looks amused at Kurt's humming, then turns her attention back to Oz and Kally. Mercy sits up and reaches back to tie her hair into a ponytail with one hand, too.

Mercy though looks pleased, sipping her coffee. Coffee, chocolate and coyote walkers, and ghosts, and....some guy in a suit....and Oz, of course. This turned into a good lunchh. Mercy glances to Oz, "You sure you're okay?" she asks gently.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz takes some of the chocolate for himself and bites into it, looking satisfied. "What do you mean?" he asks, looking to Mercy, confused. The guy in the suit only draws his attention for the same reason it drew Kally's, who wears a suit to the park? Probably a business man on lunch break, but what businessman has time for a lunch break at Central Park? He looks back to Kally, with a smile. "Nice to meet you too," he says.

Nightcrawler has posed:
?People with keen ears apparently as Kurt's gaze slips towards Kally as he tucks his phone away. "A man comfortable to walk in however he wishes to dress, ja?" thick bavarian german accent changing Ws to Vs and running ch and sh together oddly to Americans. "Guten tag Mein Dames und Herr." bowing a little.

Omnis has posed:
A blink and Kally looks over, "Whoa, good ears." She states softly and then shrugs, "Sure, you can wear whatever you want." She says to Kurt, "However, doesn't change that it is an interesting choice." She chuckles and nods her head as she then looks over at the chocolate and takes a piece before looking back to Kurt, "Sorry, don't know German but at least I know what it sounds like it." She grins.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
"Guten Tag, tragt jemand einen Anzug zum Park? Wirklich, wahrend ich Schokolade esse. Warun?" Mercy asks catching onto the German accent,and she looks to Oz, "I'm just sensing you're upset about something" Mercy says gently looking over to Oz then Kurt then Kally.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz looks over to Kally, sharing a look with her, he's in the same boat, no idea what Kurt, or Mercy, just said. He looks back to Mercy. "Upset?" he asks. "Me? Nah." He half shrugs, but there's no mistaking that slightly downcast look, if one were to look close. But he does his best to keep his chin up and a smile on his face.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner pauses slightly at the question, head tilting and looks to Mercy now, "Ich habe viele Leute gesehen, die in Anzügen spazieren gehen, vermissen." smirking a little bit, which only adds to the devil may care air about him.

Omnis has posed:
Looking from Mercy to Kurt and then back to Mercy before she takes a bite of chocolate. She shifts some and then looks to Oz. Well, this whole thing got real weird. She then considers a moment and finally speaks up, "While I'm sure you two are having quite the moment here..." She looks from one to the other, "I have no idea what either of you are saying so would you like to include us in your conversation or should we go?"

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy nods to Kurt with a laugh, "Ja" she says then switches back to English, "Chocolate?" she asks then nods to Kally, then Oz. "See, You don't seem ya know, having a spring in your step type thing" Mercy says, she's doing her best to get Oz to open up. Dr Mercy in da park, yeah! Mercy though looks to Kurt agan and smiles. "Come, sit with us" she offers with a nod, turning her atttention to Oz. "How's your band going?" she adds and looks genuinely curious.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Oh, I see," Oz says, looking to Mercy. "Yeah, just some...stuff." He half shrugs. He looks over to kally with a slight smirk. "We'll make the English speakers club," he says. "Then we'll go to foreign countries and pretend like we know what they're saying." He laughs, before turning to Kurt. "Oz," he says.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner moves over, hunkering some, resting his elbows on his knees. "Hope you'll forgive my sitting like this, don't want grass stains on the suit, ja?" once he's crouched, almost sitting, he remains there, quite still, and oblivious of how most others wouldn't be settled this way long. "Kurt, and you Amerikanner do that all the time."

Omnis has posed:
A glance at Oz and then a look to Kurt and she chuckles, "That is a big club. I'm pretty sure all Americans go to toher countries confused about language." She then looks over, "Still awkward whether here or there." She nods to Mercy, too before blinking and pulling out her phone. An alarm goes off and she looks at it, "Well, seems I have an order to complete." She pops up and smiles, "Gotta go no matter the case it seems." She nods her head and nods to Kurt, "Nice to meet you. Hope to see you again when I have more time. YOu and Oz both." She nods to each and then points at Mercy, "We need to talk later." And she's off.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy nods and looks to Oz, as in really looking. She's not buying the I'm fine talk. She's both older, by 11 years andd a woman, and the daughter of Coyote. THAT Coyote. He of chaos and mystery and cryptic things. She watches Kally with a smile and a wave, then looks back to Kurt. "I got coveralls or a towel if you want to sit on either. Okay, they both smell like me but that's the thing when I use them" Mercy admits, eating another piece of Belgian chocolate...though Mercy settles back on the grass watching the clouds, then keeping an ear out for anyone else.

Armor has posed:
Hisako Ichiki doesn't everyclass every single day. Since this is an American holiday, that means she doesn't have classes at all, and needs to find things to do. So, she comes into New York City, dressed all casual, backpack over her shoulders, exploring a bit.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Alright, alright, just..." he sighs. "Kinda in a delema," he says, with a slight frown. but he doesn't elaborate, as he catches sight of a familiar face wandering through Central Park. He lifts a hand to wave to the Japanese girl, hoping she'll see them and come over.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "Nein, but danke miss." Kurt nods to Mercy. "I am fine this way, I spent many years physically active, this is quite comfortable for me, ja?" he looks up at Daniel waving and follows the motion, catching sight of Hisako and lifting a hand in greeting.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy also waves too, then looks to Oz with a slight head tilt and a raised eyebrow....like she's silently asking what's wrong. Still she glances back over to where she's waving at.

"Ah you're fine like that. Alright" Mercy nods looking to Kurt then Oz and she breaks off more chocolate, though she sips her coffee, the lunch sandwich set on a sheet of paper on the towel. Mercy's definitely sliding around the edge of the word 'normal'.

Armor has posed:
Hisako Ichiki notices one of her school's teachers waving, as well as someone she just met. So, gripping her backpack straps, she walks on over to see what's going on. "Good afternoon," she says to them all. "Picnic?"

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz looks up to Hisako and half shrugs. "In a way," he says. "Mercy was having a picknic." He looks at her lunch sandwich thoughtfully, smirking as he reaches for it. He looks over at Mercy, with a sigh. "Relationship delema," he says. He gives her a "I can't figure my life out" look.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy nods and nudges the sandwich closer to Oz. Mercy's got coffee and chocolate, really. Plus she'll get something else to eat too, as she nods. "Spill" she says. That's.....not quite an order, it's more a 'If you want to' thing, as Mercy herself has relationship confusion. But hey, she'll help Oz. or at least try to. She pops another chocolate piece in her mouth and sits back, listening. She's good at that. Plus, she pulls her day pack closer, there's the scent of fresh baked things, as Mercy pulls out a paper bag of cookies. Alright, it's paper and duct tape made into a bag, but the cookies are fresh baked. And warm, and.....delicious, with Belgian chocolate chips in them. Mercy sets the bag on the towel too.

Armor has posed:
Hisako Ichiki carefully sits in the grass with the others, taking her backpack off and setting it beside herself. "Hello Mercy. My name is Hisako. Those smell very nice."

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner's nose twitches at the smell of cookies, but he remains a good boy for now. Lips drawn into a fine line of consideration before he delays by looking to Hisako as she nears "Miss. Ichiki"

Mercy Thompson has posed:
"They do" Mercy says. "Would you like one?" she adds then shakes the cookie bag as if offering to everyone. She's got a second bag in her day pack. This one's to be shared with people. Like.....this lot. Her other bag of cookies are ginger and sugar cookies. Mercy's good like that, and she leans back with a grin. "So how're ya?" she asks and pulls the ginger/sugar cookies out, setting that bag on the towel with a grin. Hefting her day pack into her lap, Mercy digs through it then looks to Oz."Want a cookie? Those help figure stuff out" Mercy adds using her pack as a pillow.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz looks to hisako with a smile and a nod of acknowledgement, but he turns back to Mercy. "Have you ever been in a situation where you were with someone, then, not with them for a couple years, but you wanna get back with them, but, you don't think they wanna get back with you? Adding on top of that maybe you got drunk and don't know if you may have done something you'll regret with one of your other friends that also happens to be the best friend of the person you wanna get back with? And in addition to that, there's something else who's caught your eye, sort of, in a way? But at the same time that first person's who you really wanna be with because you feel like a piece of you is missing without her?" He sighs, picking up Mercy's sandwich and taking a bit efrom it. He just did a lot of talking, and it seems he's talked out for the moment. He gives the cookie bag a look of consideration, more or less saying he'll take one once he finishes the sandwich with just a look.

Armor has posed:
Hisako Ichiki does lean forward, gently taking a cookie of each type, moving slowly and carefully. "Thank you very much," she nods, beore sitting up again to start nibbling. "These are very warm Very nice."

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner makes an excited OO "Ginger cookies!" rubbing his hands together and pausing at Oz's tirade. "That sounds more like the start of trouble, really, if you don't get your head sorted." the bavarian notes as he reaches for Ginger Cookies...

Mercy Thompson has posed:
"So. You got drunk, kissed somebody while pining for your ex" Mercy says simply. That's the ultra short way of summing it up. Still she nods to the cookie bags. "Take one, people" she says gently, having got the second bag out while digging through her day pack. She's glad she's got good words about her cookies. "I made those an hour ago" Mercy says with a nod, then looks to Oz, "The way I see it....make a list, and think on it, who would be better for you" Mercy offers gently and looks to Hisako, "Not seen you around here befoore" she says, and is out of cookies for the moment. She could go bake some. Or teach Oz to bake.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz takes a breath and nods slightly. "I don't even know if I kissed her or not," he says. He doesn't remember much about that night, really, other than not to ask Piper for the heaviest drink she could possibly make him again. But he nods slightly to Kurt, it could be trouble. The hardest part of course would be if the one he really wanted were to say no. She didn't say no yet, but he gets the feeling it could be a no. And that would probably hurt, a lot. Or maybe not, something to think about. He continues eating the sandwich, closing his eyes as he does, getting in some eatitation, or medieating, or, something, meditating while eating? Is that a thing? Apparently it is.

Armor has posed:
Hisako Ichiki smiles faintly at all the talk of exes and kissing someone else, and all of that, glancing again at the subject of that conversation. Not sure of what to say to that, she looks to Kurt, and smiles "These are very good cookies aren't they? Thank you again Mercy."

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner looks sad when he hears 'pick one' and actually makes big eyes at Mercy as he holds aloft his lone ginger cookie. A singular confection flavored by root and sugar. A glorious little disc, crafted of love, and batter, and ginger... and love. But also ginger. He stares at his cookie, considering that first bite, oblivious to the others now, the siren song of ginger... and cookie Relationship stuff can suck it.

Ginger cookie.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy glances to Kurt with a curious look. "Okay, okay, pick as many as you all like...but....one cookie at a time" Mercy stage whispers, then nods to Hisako. "They are good cookies. I baked them" she adds with a nod then glances to Oz. Apparently meditate eating's a thing. Mercy's heard of sleep eating...then it dawns on her. She's just totally disarmed the suit wearing guy. He's acting like a cookie is precious. Mercy's silently agreeing. Cookies are /that/ precious, really. They so are....

Mercy thinks on Oz's dilemma, then smiles. "I'd say sit down with both girls and talk to them, right?" she offers. "Just....take anything they can use to kill you off of them first" she adds with a wry smile. Mercy can do sarcasm too. "I'd hate for you to die, then who would eat my chocolate I give out?"

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"My ghost?" Oz offers, opening his eyes, smirking slightly. He leans in to whisper something to Mercy, then turns his attention to the others. "Cookies are good," he says, before resuming medieating, at least for the moment.

Nightcrawler has posed:
One can almost hear Peter Cetera playing when he's given carte blanche on ginger cookies! Kurt takes a bit and leans back on his heels far enough that a normal person might have fallen over, eyes rolling back as he munches, "Wunderbar..." And so, his desire quenched, he goes about munching slowly for now. The threat of adorable damnation quelled.

Armor has posed:
Hisako Ichiki looks up at Kurt, seeing how he's enjoying them so much more than she is. But she's eating one of each type, slowly, savoring it. "So are any of you from this country originally on the country's national day?" she asks, knowing Kurt isn't.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy nods to Hisako. "I am. I grew up in Montana, which is just across the border from Canada" Mercy says then smiles. "That guy" she says nodding to Oz, "I think he's American or something. I dunno, he's a musician" she shrugs with a nod again. "I'm Native American" Mercy explains and chews on a Belgian chocolate cookie. She then jogs behind trees and takes her day pack with her, returning on four paws, clothes in the day pack, the day pack carried behind her as Mercy wags her tail at them both before laying down on the towel again. She's a large brown coyote, about the size of a German Shepherd mix. She peers at them all then licks her paws again. Maybe coyotes like cookies, Mercy's got her nose in a cookie bag once she's done licking her paws.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner's brows come up at the sudden transformation, already on his third cookie, stopping mid-chew to stare. "Wel... thats a thing." crunch... He looks around the park for others that may have seen and looking back. "I... mrm... I have nothing." looking to Hisako and then Oz.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Happy birthday USA!" Oz says, with a slight smirk. "Sunnydale, grew up there." He reaches over, scratching the coyote behind the ears with a slight smile. At least she didn't do it in view of everyone. And in this form she's sort of a comfort to him, in a way, anyway. Of course, by now he's done with the sandwich, gently pulling Mercy's nose out of the cookie bag to grab a cookie from it before she can drool all over them. He looks between Kurt and Hisako, eyes finally settling on the latter with a smile, though he doesn't say anything.

Armor has posed:
Hisako Ichiki pulls out her phone. Her mouth is stull full of cookie, but regardless, she takes a selfie with the group and makes a peace sign at the camera, before pushing it back into her backpack. "Happy Birthday,"s he finally says swallowing. Mercy's departure and return has her looking, before looking away to avoid staring. "Wow."

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy....for obvious reasons, doesn't say anything. Instead she just yips at Oz and wags her tail when she gets scritched, though she does flick an ear at having her nose seperated from the cookies. Not like she'd drool....much.

Instead she shakes her fur out and relaxes, stretching out more after she's wandered off the towel....she's behind the towel, laying in the grass and sniffing it, paws tucked under herself and tail thudding on the ground as Mercy then gets to her paws and stretches out within petting range of hands. Scritching range, too.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner looks to the others. "You know... I'm not shocked, ja? I've seen stranger things." and he resumes his cookie, reaching over to give one of her ears a scritch. He knows a guy who can regrow his body from a decapitation, and a woman who can absorb the souls of others if they touch her two long. Shape-shifter? Skin-Changer? Bring it...

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz chuckles at Kurt seeing stranger things. Okay, he hasn't seen the same things Kurt has, but still. He open-hand pets Mercy now, petting her exposed side. "She's just a puppy, you know," he says. "Or...that's what she's acting like." He can't help but laugh, hand running through Mercy's fur. "I grew up in a town that literally attracts supernatural attention. Wish I could shapeshift as easily as Mercy could, without losing my mind, but..." he shrugs. Werewolves and shapeshifters are 2 totally different ballgames, after all.

Armor has posed:
Hisako Ichiki snickers as Mercy settles in, in her new form. Resuming the cookie eating, slowly. "IT's pretty important to be able to control your powers in a safe way, yeah. If you can't... bad things happen. I'm glad my ancestors are helping me in a way that is safe."

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy looks up to Oz then gets up again and curls up on the towel again, watching everyone before leaning over to dip her snout in her coffee, lapping at it. Even in coyote form Mercy's definitely something else, as she has her nose in her coffee, then paws a ginger cookie out and nibbles on it contentedly.^r
Crunch, crunch, munch, Mercy's eating her cookie quiete happily before settling down, caffeinated, cookied, a caffeinated cookied coyote.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "Ja, I know a wulfen myself" his accent turning it into 'vhoohlfhen' the way he says it... Maybe that's why he uses werewolf so much elsewhere... Either way! Kurt nods as he sees ginger cookies being eaten. People are saying they know spirits, monsters, are being helped by ghosts. "I'm a mutant..." it's blurted out quickly and around a mouthful of cookie.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Werewolf," Oz says, though Kurt's comment draws a curious brow. "Another werewolf?" he asks, curiously. He might like to meet this other werewolf sometime. He met one not that long ago, really, but hasn't seen him since. Maybe it's the same one? But either way, he likes knowing he's not alone in the world.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy reaches out with a paw to pat Kurt as if saying hey, no big deal. She then nods to Oz. Actually..nods to him. Walkers are even rarer than werewolves, though. Mercy knows a few but she's more focused on eating cookies. Nom, nomnomnom, she's contentedly eating cookies and lapping at coffee.

Once she's finished lapping her coffeee and eating a cookie, Mercy trots off dragging her day pack behind her, returning on two legs with a t-shirt and jeans and sneakers on, same ones from earlier and she flops back onto the towel with a smile.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "Wulfen." Kurt corrects, "They don't like to be killed werewolf, this one." he shrugs, looking back to Mercy and then Oz. "So, you shapechange, Miss Mercy? Or is there more that you can do?" genuinely curious.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Oh, not a werewolf," Oz says. "Who is it? I'm still curious." He looks at Kurt, definitely curious as to this wolf person, even if they're not a werewolf. In that case probably not that werewolf he met a few days ago, now he's even more curious.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy laughs. "I talk to ghosts. I fix cars. I bake cookies. And oh, I can shape change into a coyote" she shrugs. "And I know how to use a gun and fight with my hands and feet. That answer your question?" Mercy asks with a look to Kurt...then Oz. "Look, Oz. Not to be blunt, but you were interested and checking out that Japanese girl" she points out with a stage whisper....as Mercy has a gleam in her brown eyes as she reaches back and tucks her hair back behind her ears.

Mercy nods to Kurt. "I grew up among werewolves. They are picky about what they like to be called" Mercy says with a look to Oz, and a sympathetic smile.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "I can say there's a person looking to meet her, but I'm not just going to give out a name, sound fair?" said to Daniel before Kurt shifts attention again. He considers, and then there's a flicker around him as hard-light holograms fade away. The suit is the same but the man is very fuzzy. And blue-black with glowing eyes... His butt may also now have a prehensile neck-tie.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy watches then looks to Oz. "I was thinking on your relationship drama, thing. So..." Mercy says while watching Kurt out the corner of her eye. "Ya you just need to sit down with both of them, and talk it out ya know?" Mercy says gently.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Was not!" Oz says to mercy, shaking his head quickly, defensively when she mentions the Japanese girl. Even if he was a little, but still, the idea of another wolf has him more interested. "Okay, okay, fine," he says to Kurt, though he understands. Some people are shy and stuff. When Kurt shifts, he watches, a little surprised, and starts putting pieces together in his head. "One of the X-men?" he asks, though it's a question he would understand if he didn't get a direct answer to. That group's pretty secretive, after all, though gears seem to be turning in his mind, he did manage to find pictures of a wolf-like mutant online, though searching into her never even returned so much as a name, and it was clear that, even though they weren't good pictures, they were the best he was going to find, as far as he could tell she seemed pretty camera-shy. He doesn't ask anymore questions on the wolf Kurt's been talking about, however, he'll meet said wolf one day, or he won't, but asking more questions certainly isn't going to help with that one.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    At the mention of the X-men Kurt only snakes his tail out to grab another ginger cookie, "Gott sei Dank, diese winzigen Kekse mit diesen Händen abholen..." he munches happily, his smile all pointed fangs. "How about you, Mein Herr? Or are you the only regular person here right now?" Is he looking at him? He doesn't have visible pupils anymore, let alone irises.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy sighs. "You so were" she says and eyes Oz. "It's okay, you don't have to be defensive at all" she says gently. "If you like somebody, go with it" she adds with a knowing grin. Shaking her head Mercy looks to Kurt, "Help the wolf guy out here. He so was checking out the Japanese girl wasn't he?" Mercy asks....but she asks it speculatively.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Me?" Oz asks. "I wouldn't say normal." He did admit he was a werewolf not long ago, after all. He follows Kurt's example and grabs a cookie, Belgin chocolate chip, and takes a bite. "Good cookies," he says, focusing on them. He's not going to admit to checking out a high school student, there are a few reasons, in his mind at least, why that's wrong. Of course, Kurt speaks more German and he has no idea what he's saying, and he's almost sure Mercy's gonna add in more German to boot...ah well. No response to the X-men question, that tells Oz everything he needs to know, and he asks no further questions.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "He was totally checking her out" Kurt notes, and he must have missed the werewolf part. Probably distracted by cookies. "Why would you want to meet this wulfen so badly, if I can ask, Mein Herr?" glowing eyes focusing on the young man while Kurt rests with his hands on the ground, between his feet - apparently more comfortable now.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy doesn't...actually add more German. Instead she's not translating yet. The cookies eaten, Mercy looks worried. "Well.....we ate all the cookies?" Mercy asks looking at the cookie bags, brushing cokies off of her jeans and t-shirt. "Now what, we ran out of ginger cookies." Mercy says sounding defeated and unhappy about this.

At the question of why Oz wants to meet a wolfven, Mercy's making hand gestures that are....none too subtle whilest brushing crumbs off her jeans. Which if anything just makes her point even more blatantly. Mercy though nods to Kurt. "Thought so" she muses, "I wasn't the only one. I see how it is, you get distracted by cookies, but you notice when somebody's being checked out"

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz looks back to Kurt at the question. "Huh? Oh." he seems to realize Kurt missed the werewolf declaration. "I'm a werewolf. Other wolf types, someone I can relate to." He snaps to Mercy, then shakes his head again. "Quit it!" he says, at her hand gestures, though he can't help but smirk slightly, clearly thinking this is funny, but not wanting to laugh. He half shrugs, still trying to hold back laughter. "Dammit why'd you eat all the cookies? Maybe I wanted more than 1."

Nightcrawler has posed:
BAMF!! Kurt is suddenly gone, only a cloud of indigo smoke that reeks of brimstone in his place. He's gone maybe a minute, possibly two before he returns in a similar cloud and BAMF! sound of air displacement. He sets down a box that has been quickly wrapped air-tight with cling wrap. "There. I knew where I could get some more." smiling proudly as he starts to undo the wrap. And he has managed to avoid more questions! HE's -so- good!!!

Mercy Thompson has posed:
"Well that just happened" Mercy nods and looks at the box. "More cookies. Okay, this lunch meeting's turning out fine isn't it?" she adds with a smirk. "So, when do we start on the deliciously good baked treats?" she adds and seems keen and excited to snack on yet more cookies. A cookied coyote, certainly chiling correctly.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"More cookies?" oz asks, surprised. he doesn't even question Kurt's vanishment and reappearance, he's learned not to question mutants or anything like that. But he's not sure if Kurt got the werewolf part. But instead he focuses on that box, just waiting for it to be opened.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    The wrap off, box open and it's cookie brownies... Big, thick, softbake cookie brownies. And not just one kind. Yes there's ones dolloped with chocolate chip, but there's also caramel chip, white choco-chunk with macadamia nut, peanut butter cookie, and snickerdoodle. That's right. Snickerdoodle. The lord master of cookies. Greater even than Ginger cookies. Snickerdoodle, that word that screams of joy and luxury.

Snicker. F***ing. Doodle...

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy just....stares at the box, then looks to Oz, then the box, then Oz again. "Alright. Where do we all start?" she asks sounding giddy over the idea of more, and free cookies. Admittedly, not as good as the ones she bakes. But.....free cookies are good cookies, and Mercy's not going to complain much really.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Holy..." Oz stares at the box, not sure he's believing that. Whether Kurt got them through misuse of his powers or not, it was worth it. Oz immediately grabs one of the browny cookies, make that 2, and starts chowing down.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner bobs his head, "I had to go back home, but it's close enough to not be too tiring to get them." dropping into his crouch again. Butt Necktie likely why he doesn't really sit. "Enjoy!"

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy carefully takes a snickerdoodle and looks impressed at it...then Kurt.....then Oz. "So....um..." she asks between bites. "You just keep cookies in your house or something for random occasions like this?" she asks carefully and looks impressed, waving a snickerdoodle to make her point. There's....actual, honest, real....Snickerdoodles! Oh yes. Today's the best day this week! And it's.....only Thursday.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz keeps eating his browny cookies, until he finishes them both. "Good cookies," he says. Well, today is definitely turning out to be an okay day. he's certainly looking better now than when he got here. And independance day to boot, which means fireworks tonight. That'll be fun to watch.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "I happen to live where I have regular access to baked goods and have friends who live close and provide me with delicious baked good. I think they're trying to make me fat, so I have to up my exercise routines, or hand out the sweets when I can." Kurt notes it all off hand as he himself lifts a Snickerdoodle, with some reverence, taking a bite.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
"That answers my question" Mercy says reaching for a brownie cookie and glancing to Oz. "Leave some for the rest of us. Anyone'd think you're a hungry hungry Oz" she nods and looks amused, then smirks. "So...how about throwing the rest of us unlucky people hints on hwhere to get cookies? I mean. I bake but....c'mon, it's taking time to bake things" Mercy says, digging into a cookie brownie.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz laughs, not going for anymore cookies. "Hey, they were good," he says, folding his arms and leaning back in the grass, looking up at the sky. He's not meditating, but he's watching the clouds.

Nightcrawler has posed:
Kurt Wagner shakes his head, "Sorry, secret location, but if I know I'm going to be meeting up with you lot, I'll remember to take some with me and share around, ja?" chewing at his own cookie brownie, munching happily.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
"You mean bring all the good cookies, yeah?" Mercy asks, chewing on a second cookie brownie with a smirk. "I mean, even if you don't know you're meeting up with anyone, take cookies. Life advice" she adds and nods sagely like she's agreat truthsayer. In a way...she is. If 'bring cookies' is a life truth. In Mercy's book it is

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz chuckles. "You could become Hagrid. Carry a cake box in your pocket," he says, with a slight smirk. Did he just make a Harry Potter reference? he sure did. Was Harry Potter like 30 years ago? Sure was. Is it still amazing? Yep.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Flipping his hair out of his eyes, and strikes a little pose, "Please, I'm clearly the Sirius Black... I'm far to pretty, and short, to be Hagrid." following it up with a small wink, Kurt pops the last of his current cookie into his mouth. "I may have cookies, I may not have cookies. I'm an enigma."

Mercy Thompson has posed:
Mercy groans and looks to Oz. "That'd need him to grow a hell of a beard" Mercy points ut. "And about several more feet" she adds and chomps on her cookie. "In that case, if he's Hagrid, who are we then, are you that Neville guy and am I....well..." she says shutting up before putting her feeet, or paws, in it in style.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
"Serious Black died," Oz points out, with a smirk, grabbing a peanut butter cookie and biting into it. He looks to Mercy. "You're um...one of the Patil twins?" he offers, with a grin. "Parvati?"

Nightcrawler has posed:
"Everyone dies, I'll just look good doing it... My assertion that I'm Sirius stands." Kurt chuckles and consciously keeps his eyes on the two before him, ignoring the people on the paths. He does attract rubberneckers after all.

Mercy Thompson has posed:
"Whoa, spoilers" Mercy says with a finger wag at Oz with a smile. "Though really, who doesn't know that?" she adds and goes for finishing up her brownie. She looks impressed though with a grin, then to Oz with a nod.

Daniel Osborn has posed:
Oz laughs. "Fair point," he says. "If Nevel were smarter," he says, thoughtfully, closing his eyes as he eats his cookie. "I might make a good Luna. If she were a guy." His voice become softer, more thoughtful, almost like a male version of Luna Lovegood without the accent. "When you look up at the sky, what do you see? Some only see the stars, but others see much more. Some see dreams, some see thoughts, some see the future, others the past. But what do you see?"