8439/A New Mutant Beginning

A New Mutant Beginning
Date of Scene:	21 July 2019
Location:	Mutant Town
Synopsis:	Kurt helps Rahne move to Mutant Town. They discuss the change.
Cast of Characters:	Wolfsbane, Nightcrawler

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Wolfsbane has posed:
Moving Day. It's a big thing for many, both leaving one place and going to another. Rahne's done it a few times, back and forth from Xavier's to Muir Island, but this one is different. She isn't leaving Xavier's overall, but she's seeking a new, fresh start in a different place: Mutant Town. The question that remains to be answered? Will it be a wise choice, or will it be a mistake?

Surely some opinions vary around the mansion, but people have to make their own choices and decisions from time to time, do what they think is best for them in the moment. At least, she is not without some help. She's borrowed a car, but that isn't the only way to transport things even if she hasn't got a whole lot.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    It does take a few leaps to go from Westchester to Bushwick, but it seems a task for certain Bavarians are willing to aid. Appearing out in the hall before starting to lug the heavier things, and leave the Sulphur smell out, Kurt is on one of the last needed trips to get things moved for Rahne.
    Lugging boxes in, Kurt calls out once close. "Next load in, where do you want them, my darling?" smiling as he works, looking around the apartment as he goes.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane fortuantely does not have many heavy things - some stuff stays back at Xavier's as part of the rooms. But, that means other furniture may be needed beyond the basics. It's a small enough apartment: front room with a kitchen off to the side, hallway leading to a bathroom and a bedroom, just the one. For now, most of the boxes are staged in the living room, with a sofa and modest TV furnished, a few other basics.

Wolfsbane has left the 'costume' behind in exchange for more suitable civvies, meant to make certain things easier in warmer, more humid weather. "Ahh, just over wi' th' rest, thanks. I'll figure oot where it should go later," she calls back from the bedroom, coming into view after a few more seconds. "Thanks for helping."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Stacking per size and weight, the load is moved easily enough for Kurt's considerable strength, despite his slender build. Wiping his brow with the back of his arm, Kurt stands in the middle of the room, a slightly sad smile on his features once he has his breath back. Despite the heat from the work, even in an area peopled by mutants he keeps himself clothed over and avoids much of being seen, so he's hot and tired and starting to look it despite himself.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane looks like she could use a break as well. Fortunately, the fridge has some cold bottled water just for such an occasion, and she digs a couple out for the two of them. "Let's rest a bit. It's been a long day." She sets one of the bottles on the bar-style counter and slides it over a few inches toward him, then twists the cap off hers before downing about half the bottle in one breath.

Once that's done, she looks around. "I hope I'm doing th' right thing, Kurt. I dinna like big cities all tha' much, but maybe I can make more o' a difference here around others in need o' some help."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "I'm sure if you think it's the right decision, it is Rahne." Kurt offers his smile even as his tail lifts the bottle and pops the top in short order before he has it in hand and is taking a long swallow.
    "If you think you'll be better able to help people, being this close to them, and you feel it's the right move, then I'm sure you made the right move." Kurt sets his bottle down, and turns his glowing gaze on her. "You've got good instincts, you just need to trust yourself sometimes, no?"

Wolfsbane has posed:
"I suppose," Wolfsbane nods, looking between the elf and the water bottle, then looking at him through it just for the heck of it. "Th' thing is I'm no' sure if it's th' right decision yet. It's too early tae know. I just dinna think I'm much o' a help around th' school. I'm no' convinced I belong on th' X-Men full-time, an' teaching students is fine, but.." He might get the sense she doesn't trust herself with that, whether she could handle it or not.

Glancing toward a window that looks down on the street below, she says, "I spend so much time like this..I mean, I know I can control th' way I appear, but I feel th' most comfortable this way. I dinna like tae hide it. Here, I dinna have tae."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Hands planting on the counter, Kurt lifts himself up while turning to rest in a handstand, still facing her - noting the anxiety with all of the negatives she's using for herself. "Rahne, you're going to do better than I think you could imagine." 'walking towards her on his hands, legs bent, tail shifting to help balance.
    "You're stronger than most. You know more of what you want than most of the rest of us." stretching to put his feet on the ceiling before making an attempt to cup her face in his hands. Offering a smile that threatens to be tinged with a little jealousy.
    "If you need assistance, you call. If you need me, I'll be here faster than Quicksilver." winking "I've got your back, Rahne, I want to make sure you know that - ok?"

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane watches Kurt's feat of athleticism, knowing it's hardly even a test of what he's truly capable of. She's seen it in training sessions and out in the field. "I hope ye're right," she says. Seems some self-doubt is built into the way she's wired, and that can be tough to shake although his way of walking toward her draws a half-smile that lingers.

"I'm no' sure exactly whit I want, though. Are ye sure o' tha'?" she wonders, head angling toward the side as his hands come closer. With them there, her next words are a little muffled. Just a little. "I appreciate tha', an' I appreciate ye, Kurt." She thanks him with a quick rub of nose and cheek, like a nuzzle.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "You're welcome, Rahne." leaning to press his forehead against hers before he sways back some. "I promise to visit, often, - till you get sick of it... and I expect you to visit too, its going to be different around the mansion without you." remaining on the ceiling, sweeping his hands through her hair, fingertips massaging her scalp before he steps back to give her a little space.
    "So what're you going to do for work out here? If I can ask at least?"

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane bumps foreheads lightly, lingering with her hands atop the counter now that she's set the water aside. "Ye can visit as often as ye like, just as long as ye call ahead first. Nae surprises," she says with a grin. "An' I'll no' be a stranger. I'm still gaunae be using th' Danger Room for some practice when I need it." She takes a few moments to savor the sensation of the fingers working into places over her head before murmuring, "Same is coming by later tae talk. I'm sure it's about th' club they're running."

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "I suppose I'll have to call, make sure all the pretty boys you'll have after you can be shoo'd away before I turn up, ja?" winking, "Though you can't blame if I want to give a little surprise from time to time?" one glowing eye slipping closed in a wink before he pulls back long enough to look at her more clearly,
    "Well if he has you at the club, he'll probably have you lined up with something physical... Doubt you'd do well as a bartender or a waitress... the first time you get your rump patted by someone who doesn' know better, no?" seeming her response to the massaging he does keep it up, fingers combing through her hair, tips dragging gently across the skin below.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane squints at Kurt in an attempt to see how serious he's being, then she shakes her head while still within his grasp. "All right, maybe a wee surprise here an' there," she relents without much protest. From that point, she rolls her eyes. "Kurt, ye know I dinna even drink, so I wouldna even know how tae pour something for someone else. An', a waitress? Tha's no' gaunae happen, trust me." It will limit some of the options, and she adds, "I'll just see what Sam is thinking." Distractions are easy enough with that massaging, a low breath escaping.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    "Ja I know you don't drink, but you're legal for beer in my country, and nothing her. Maybe someday, ja? Doesn't mean you couldn't learn if you needed to anyway, an I was talkin' more reactions to boozed grabby men and women tryin' to get a pinch of a pretty lady is all." leaning forward long enough to boop his nose against hers.
    "Regardless though. I know you'll be fine, Rahne." smiling at her from his upside posture before speaking as if giving a benediction - but then he did take time in seminary before he said he was inspired to go back to his compatriots, "Ihr wandelt im Licht Gottes, ihr kennt ihn und bittet ihn, euch zu führen. Eure Schritte werden rechtschaffen sein, und wenn eure Hand erhoben wird, wird sie sich gegen Ungerechtigkeit erheben."

Wolfsbane has posed:
It's no secret Wolfsbane has never approved of alcohol, never liked the smell or taste, has always seen it as sinful based on her upbringing - but she's been better about not pushing that belief on others. "Well, I mean, ye can have whit ye like, an' I know ye like it. Th' only thing I'd ask is ye dinna get drunk around me or smell strongly o' it," she says, shifting positions to go back to the water for another drink, watching him in the position he's maintaining. "But I'd no' really want tae encourage tha' in others a' a bar."

She nods slowly in regard to the confidence he shows in her, offering a quiet, "Thank ye," before listening to him further. When he's finished she admits, "I dinna understand any o' whit ye just said, but I'm sure it was nice." Ahh, languages.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Tipping another wink before he reaches for his water with his tail again, curling his body to take a swallow. "I can translate, if you want." Watching her for a moment. "I'm gonna miss you around the mansion too, and out by Breakstone." admitting finally. "I'm feeling a little greedy I guess. I liked having you so close by, especially considering... well us."

Wolfsbane has posed:
"Ahh, if ye like, unless it's a personal thing," Wolfsbane replies, unable to hide some curiosity. "But I can still come over an' we can go around th' lake, an' things like tha'. It's no' like I'm back on Muir Island. I'm just trying tae see if I can handle being more on muh own." It's a rite of passage, a sign of growth and maturation, leaving the nest so to speak. "I'll no' be a stranger."

Nightcrawler has posed:
"You walk in the light of God, you know him, and ask him to guide you. Your steps will be righteous, and should your hand be raised, it will raised against injustice." Kurt notes, "Translated." smiling again. "And like I said, you'll be fine, and if you need a little help, you can always call on me and I'll come running for you." a little emphasis added to those last two words.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane shows acknowledgment of what he was actually saying, giving him a smile. "Tha's sweet o' ye, Kurt. Thank ye." She has always tried to act against injustice, that much is a fact. "I guess it's nice tae know if things dinna work oot here, I still have a home a' th' school. No' everyone can say tha' when they try something like this," she realizes, looking at him with some fondness evident at the words he puts more weight on.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Beaming, Kurt leans to plant a kiss on her forehead before he leaps into a flip, landing on the other side of the counter to get his water and take another long pour. "I'll also make sure to bring a bunch of pillows for your bed too, girls always have so many, inexplicable, pillows ja?" smile all teeth as he teases.

Wolfsbane has posed:
Wolfsbane sneaks a touch of an ear, then when he moves around she comes to the other side of the counter and eyes the bedroom. "I've go' enough pillows already, Kurt!" she says with a hint of exasperation. "Whit am I gaunae do wi' more? Bury muhself in them?" Then she realizes, "I've no' shown ye th' bedroom yet. Do ye want tae have a look?" The smile is, perhaps, a little too quick to come.

Nightcrawler has posed:
    Blinking at that, "No I think that's the only room I've not been in." Kurt grins a little, "And you'll see, your girly instincts will come to a head! Pillows! I've seen it!" Kurt laughs and gives her a little wink when she's on the same side of his.